Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 340 The Immortals Arrive

"I've reached level 21 of the Spiritual Embryo. My willpower has increased again."

Bai Yang has been on this 100th floor for two months now and he really likes his current situation.

In this abyss with 100 levels, one might only occasionally encounter a few realm lords from the Half-Prison Clan.

He poses no threat to them now; even if he can't win, he can still leave.

The growth in strength is very stable; it's the life I've always dreamed of.

He sat cross-legged in his temporary dwelling, sensing the changes occurring in the placenta within his brain.

The placenta now has a clear outline of a baby, and it's just one step away from completing the second stage of the 22-layer process.

"This time, to achieve a breakthrough, I need mental reshaping?"

What does this mean?

Bai Yang flipped through the instructions for the cultivation technique, feeling somewhat puzzled.

The mental placenta in the brain needs to be shaped into a completely new form to complete its advancement.

However, the method is vague about the specific steps and offers no way to begin.

He took a quick look and realized that with the breakthrough, the concentration of demonic energy around him seemed to be insufficient again.

Bai Yang retracted a tentacle beside him, and suddenly felt excruciating pain all over his body as demonic energy rapidly began to erode his body.

He quickly removed the tentacles, thus minimizing the damage from the surrounding demonic energy.

"The concentration was already terrifying. But its effect on willpower has truly reached its limit."

Bai Yang never expected that his will would be stronger than his body.

Although switching to the semi-prisoner mode grants immunity to excruciating pain, the effect of willpower training is completely lost.

On the 100th floor, in a swampy area in the southwest, water from a pond suddenly splashed outwards.

Bai Yang emerged from his temporary residence, determined to finish the task quickly, complete the map, and then continue his assault on the lower levels.

Following yesterday's route, he chose to continue flying towards the southwestern edge.

"We're finally reaching the area furthest from the crack. We'll be at the edge soon, won't we?"

He was also very much looking forward to seeing what the end of the single layer of the abyss looked like.

Thousands of miles away from him, a group of people gathered together, vaguely forming a small community.

It was those worshippers of the Prison Clan.

"It's been over ten days already. If this continues, our bodies will break down!"

The gray-skinned realm lord with three horns on his head, one of the previous worshippers of the Prison Clan, said indignantly.

Sighs came from all around him, and more than a dozen companions were sitting cross-legged beside him.

Almost all of them were injured, even those who had not been attacked by the Half-Prison Clan.

Under the prolonged erosion of demonic energy, many people have developed health problems.

"Held, what are you going to do?"

Many people around looked at the Triangle Realm Master with hopeful eyes.

"What should we do? We're already considered to be in pretty good shape."

If this weren't the border region, the furthest from the rift, where the concentration of demonic energy would be the lowest.

We couldn't take it anymore.

Resist! Only through resistance can we survive!

"President, we can't just kill us all."

Upon hearing that they were actually going to defy the president, everyone instinctively felt a chill run down their spines.

Drop drop drop!

"Someone's approaching!"

"Could it be the student council president?"

Everyone, including Heard, instantly changed their expressions.

Under the weight of their accumulated power, the courage they had just mustered vanished instantly.

Heard took out a loud-sounding instrument from his pocket and looked at it.

"Not the guild leader! This reaction comes from someone who is just a domain lord."

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is there anyone else here?"

"Could it be Bai Yang?"

Soon someone realized this.

Heard's eyes lit up, and he immediately became happy:

"It must be! Even if they are outsiders or mercenaries who have come down to gain experience."

Who would come to this depth for no reason?

Everyone's demeanor changed immediately, even though Hou Min had repeatedly emphasized how terrifying Bai Yang was.

But at this point, they wouldn't think about all that.

Killing him would be a great achievement, and would bring an amazing reward.

With everyone having their own selfish motives, no one took the initiative to contact Houmin.

Of the sixteen of them, besides Heodor, there was another short world lord.

The two men each led a team and moved out from the left and right, flanking the area indicated by the alarm.

Bai Yang flew in the air over this area for a while, when he suddenly heard a warning from the Star Guardian.

"There are surveillance signals; someone has planted a surveillance camera here."

He descended from the sky with a sense of vigilance, and in just a moment, he sensed two teams rapidly approaching him.

The other party had a clear objective and made it obvious that they had ill intentions.

Bai Yang pressed his hand against the ground, and the ancient dragon vine crawled out from his right hand and burrowed into the ground with a whoosh.

A dozen kilometers away from him, Heard and his men were cautiously advancing.

Suddenly he heard several strange noises behind him, followed by several screams.

He quickly swung his longsword with impenetrable force, blocking the heavy blow from the ancient dragon vine branch.

He was a realm master and could withstand the attack from the ancient dragon vine, but he felt a slight numbness in his wrist.

Bai Yang's figure had already appeared behind him like a ghost.

Heard was already injured, and with his wrist numb, he still managed to take all three of Bai Yang's sword strikes.

He realized that of the eight people around him, he was the only one still alive!

Terrified, Heard instinctively sent out a message.

"President! He's here!"

When Hou Min received the message on his computer, he was overjoyed.

It was transmitted directly back to the divine realm, preparing to use the divine power coordinates on Heodor's body again.

Perform a teleportation to the Divine Kingdom and return to the 100th floor.

Before Bai Yang could kill him, he sensed a fluctuation in the space in front of him.

The ancient dragon vine also conveyed a message to him: the concentration of demonic energy in the surrounding area had undergone a drastic change.

"Spatial teleportation! An immortal is coming."

Bai Yang immediately took out the Bernard and, without thinking, climbed inside, preparing to flee at top speed into the distance.

But I soon realized that was impossible.

The harsh environment here is too much for the Bernard's hull to handle and will greatly affect its speed.

It's simply impossible to outrun an immortal pursuer.

Only by putting yourself in a life-or-death situation can you gain a new life!

Bai Yang glanced around at the space that was still distorting but hadn't changed for the time being.

"Star Guardian, Bernard! Begin charging!"

"All three main cannons at full power, aim at the teleportation area!"

"It's too late!"

Xing Shou quickly calculated the time and hurriedly warned him.

"It's okay! Recharge me!"

Fortunately, the demonic energy was rampant in the hundredth layer of the abyss, so teleporting to the divine kingdom in Houmin still took a long time.

It would take him more than ten seconds to complete the teleportation.

Bai Yang looked at the area in front of him, and a figure wearing a black hood was becoming clearer and clearer.

He knew that time was running out and he wouldn't get a chance for a perfect shot.

The three main guns on the Bernard are theoretically capable of destroying immortal planets; it remains to be seen whether they will be effective.

"fire!"

The silvery-white pyramid tip gleams with dazzling white light.

Three beams of light, each a hundred meters wide, blasted towards that area of ​​unstable space!

(End of this chapter)