Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

Chapter 100 This is a Nascent Soul cultivator with cheat codes!

Ultimately—it all comes down to cultivation!

The few independent cultivators on the stone steps and stands stopped talking.

Mu Tengzi, standing beside Wan Tianming, turned her head slightly in this direction. Ji Yin and Qing Yi stood still, neither of them uttering a sound.

Everyone was waiting for Chen Chen's reaction.

Chen Chen's eyes turned cold, and he instantly withdrew his right hand.

The Xuan Shui Tai Bai Nascent Soul in the Dantian opened its eyes, and a wisp of white magic power sprang from the Nascent Soul's palm, traveled along the meridians to the right arm, passed the elbow, and reached the fingertips.

In an instant, Chen Chen's right hand formed a sword finger, and Geng Bai sword energy shot out from between his fingers.

Buzz—!

The platinum-gold sword light sliced ​​through the air, leaving a transparent vacuum trail.

The sharp, white sword energy struck him squarely in the center of his chest.

Bang!

Like metal striking stone, the bearded man was blasted away, his back crashing into the trapezoidal steps more than ten feet behind him. Stone fragments burst from the edge of the pillar, clattering onto the stone slab below.

The bearded man quickly recovered and lowered his head.

The imperial scale armor on his chest had shattered into several pieces. The spiritual energy connection between the armor plates was violently severed after being pierced through the center by Geng Bai's sword energy. The broken pieces of armor hung precariously under his short robe.

The skin and flesh were intact.

One sword shattered the armor, but did not wound the flesh.

The square fell silent instantly; no one dared to breathe loudly.

Upon seeing this, Zi Ling's beautiful eyes widened slightly, her surprise barely concealed beneath her veil.

Her first glance was at Chen Chen's profile.

So it turns out I was overthinking it?

Jin Kui walked down the steps.

He walked at a leisurely pace, and when he reached the edge of the stone pillar forest, he first glanced at the bearded man, and then turned his gaze to Chen Chen.

Elder Jia followed behind, looking more nervous than Jin Kui.

"It is not advisable to start a major conflict within the Void Heaven Palace."

Elder Jia interjected, his tone seemingly trying to smooth things over: "I've long heard of Elder Chen's reputation as a Grandmaster of the Four Gates. Meeting him today, I can see it's truly well-deserved. We're all here for the opportunities at the Void Heaven Palace, so there's no need to get into a real fight."

The bearded man, looking furious, ripped the broken pieces of armor off his body, the armor pieces clattering to the ground.

His face contorted with grimaces, his gaze swept over Chen Chen, then lingered on Zi Ling before looking away.

Without saying another word, he took the opportunity to back down and retreated to Ji Yin's side.

Ji Yin did not speak again.

He moved half a step to the side, a step so inconspicuous that his position on the stone pillar changed.

The three of them were standing very close together just now, but now that the bearded man has returned to his position, there is now an extra half-arm's width of space between them.

The stone pillar forest fell silent once again.

Chen Chen lifted his foot and walked into the central stone pillar, with Zi Ling following behind him.

The two stood on a stone pillar on the south side.

Many people's consciousness instantly returned from all directions.

The hum of the teleportation array emanated from the base of the stone pillar.

Every pillar in the stone pillar forest trembled, and the patterns on the surface of the pillars lit up one by one. Spiritual energy climbed up along the patterns and gathered into a dazzling white light at the top of the pillar.

The white light expanded outwards, engulfing the entire square.

The stone slab beneath Chen Chen's feet blurred in the light, and the feeling of weightlessness lasted only a moment before his feet firmly touched the ground again.

Black fog.

A dense black fog pressed in from all directions, narrowing the field of vision to just over ten feet in front of us.

The ground beneath our feet was no longer stone slabs, but soft black soil, from which dark red liquid was squeezed out with each step.

Zi Ling frowned slightly as she sensed the sinister aura.

Chen Chen waved his hand, creating a light black water barrier around the two of them.

As soon as the water curtain formed, three gray figures darted out from the black mist.

The translucent soul, its outline barely resembling a human, had its mouth wide open, wider than its entire face. It crashed onto the water curtain, emitting a hissing, burning sound, before being crushed by the sheer weight of the Xuan Water.

More gray shadows emerged from the depths of the black mist.

Chen Chen maintained the water curtain with his left hand and made a gesture with his right hand.

Geng Bai sword energy was flicked from between his fingers, the platinum sword light cleaving through the black mist, and seven or eight Yin spirits along the way were cut in half at the waist, their soul cores shattering with a series of subtle glass-breaking sounds.

The sword energy tore a brief passage through the black mist, at the end of which was a broken stele stuck diagonally in the ground, its inscription worn away.

Keep going.

Zi Ling followed behind, her steps changing from short, quick strides to a normal pace.

A few specks of black dirt clung to her sleeve, indicating that no evil spirits had touched the hem of her clothes. The short sword in her hand was held horizontally in front of her, the tip pointing downwards, and she did not act rashly.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the density of the ghosts began to decrease.

The black fog thinned out a bit, and a faint light shone through overhead, like looking at the moon through a thick cloth.

Chen Chen withdrew the water curtain and used only Geng Bai sword energy to clear the path.

A stone gate appeared from the mist ahead, with three ancient characters carved on the lintel, the strokes of which were eroded and incomplete over time.

On either side of the stone gate crouched a stone beast, its mouth open, spewing out residual black mist.

Transmission exit.

Zi Ling breathed a sigh of relief, sheathed her short sword, and followed Chen Chen through the stone gate.

light.

Above us was a cloudless, gray-white sky, and below us stretched a low meadow, lush with vegetation.

Compared to the thick black fog of the Ghostly Land, this place is almost unrealistically clean.

Chen Chen paused for a moment as he stepped out of the teleportation array's light circle.

His divine sense spread out, and the divine sense of the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm expanded outwards from the ground without any restraint.

Then—something was captured.

The space behind the stone wall.

The teleportation array's glowing circle was still lit. Most cultivators stepped into the array and immediately entered the next level, but when their divine sense swept behind the array—

There is a crack in the stone wall.

The gap was so narrow that only one person could squeeze in sideways, and the outside of the stone wall was covered with a layer of moss.

There was a continuously dissipating spatial ripple inside the crevice; someone was already inside.

The teleportation array's glowing circle began to flicker, its spiritual energy nearly depleted.

Without hesitation, Chen Chen unfurled the Azure Water Sky Wings behind him.

He grabbed Zi Ling's waist, and the pebbles beneath their feet were blown away by the shockwave.

Four colors of spiritual light—wind, thunder, gold, and water—spread across the wings. As the four wings flapped in unison, the surrounding air was blasted into a white wave by the spiritual pressure.

Qingyi Shuitianyi's escape speed is overwhelming at the Nascent Soul stage.

The cracks in the rock wall rapidly magnified in my field of vision, and as I passed through them sideways, the tip of my wing scraped against the rock wall, sending up a string of sparks.

Inside the crevice is a narrow, sloping passage that widens as you go further in, with the walls changing from rough stone to smooth bluestone bricks.

There is light ahead.

The scent of grass wafts in before the light arrives.

The rich, sweet scent of herbs hit his face; it was the cleanest smell he had encountered since he became an infant.

The narrow path suddenly opened up, revealing a hidden herbal treasure trove concealed by an array.

Spiritual herbs were everywhere, the youngest of which were hundreds of years old, with a fine glimmer of spiritual energy flowing between their branches and leaves.

In the center of the secret realm was a small grove of low trees, with trunks only as thick as a wrist, but canopies so dense that they blocked out the sunlight, and white light flickered in the depths of the shadows.

Xuan Gu stopped at the edge of the shrubbery.

Chen Chen concealed his aura and passed over his head. Their spiritual senses brushed against each other in the air, but the other party did not notice.

This exchange was brief, but sufficient to exchange crucial information.

Xuan Gu's spiritual strength was probably above the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm; he was looking for something.

What they're looking for at this moment is self-evident.

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