Chapter 577: Chapter 570 Great Hall
At the foot of a great mountain, within a certain cave, Chen Hai slowly opened his eyes.
Here, he sought only to lay low for a few days—not truly considering an extended period of closed-door cultivation.
For that reason, while cultivating in seclusion, he always kept a part of his awareness alert to his surroundings, making it convenient for him to break from his cultivation state at any moment.
“What on earth is going on outside the cave?”
“The vibe seems a bit off, as if faint glimmers of rainbow light are seeping in from outside…”
With a slight frown, Chen Hai muttered to himself as he stood up.
Stretching and loosening his muscles, he made his way to the cave entrance and looked in the direction where he sensed something amiss, taking it all in at a glance.
Within his sight, tens of miles away in the sky, was a resplendent palace, surrounded by countless multicolored rays of light, occasionally vanishing and then reappearing into the void.
“What is this thing? A relic? Or could it be an ancient cave mansion about to emerge?”
Upon seeing the scene in the sky, Chen Hai froze for a moment, murmuring to himself.
His wife, Ye Qingqing, was the one eager for exploring relics and finding ancient cave mansions.
As for himself, he had little interest in such adventures.
Steadfast cultivation alone would ensure his strength grew continuously.
Venture out to seek opportunities? In his opinion, such actions were a waste of time—and not necessarily fruitful. To make matters worse, one might lose their life before even finding their fortune!
For this reason, ever since he joined the Bloodthirsty Sect as a guest elder, he had been staying within the sect.
Fellow guest elder Zi Die and others had invited him several times to journey forth in search of opportunities.
Regrettably, without much consideration, Chen Hai declined every invitation.
Rejecting once or twice, Zi Die and the rest might not say much, but after repeated refusals, they naturally ceased inviting Chen Hai on their subsequent excursions.
This time, his venture out to Medicine King Valley was mainly due to the irresistible power-boosting effects provided by the pills.
“The grand palace in the sky flickers in and out of sight, its gates tightly shut, without a hint of opening.”
“Looks like it might take a bit more time until it fully opens?”
“Simply staying in a cave for two days, and it turns out there is an opportunity about to arise nearby.”
“I feel palace somehow is fated for me. Now that I sense this, should I not go and have a look?”
This thought crept up on Chen Hai unexpectedly.
The ancients said: “Not to take what heaven bestows is to invite disaster.”
His cultivation in this cave was merely to kill time out of boredom.
After all, in this wild and desolate place, he couldn’t devote himself thoroughly to cultivation. His original plan was just to stay here for about ten days or so.
Such a short period wouldn’t show significant cultivation progress; only years of continuous seclusion could allow him to distinctly feel an increase in his power.
“If this palace, about to appear, is really fated for me, and since I’m idle anyway, why not head over there to take a look and relax a bit?” he reasoned. Follow current novels on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
After several considerations circled in his head, Chen Hai made a quick decision. Instead of charging directly into the sky, he left a trail of afterimages behind as he sprinted towards the direction of the palace.
Tens of miles would take hours for a regular person, but for Chen Hai, it took only a moment to get close to the palace.
People had already occupied every hilltop nearby.
The anomaly in the sky had lasted for some time.
In the cave, Chen Hai was always alert to his surroundings, but he paid attention only to the immediate vicinity of the cave.
Only this time, upon completing a circuit of the Grand Circulation of cultivation, did he take a broader look around, noticing the abnormality in the sky.
Before Chen Hai arrived, other forces had outpaced him, reaching this region first.
Perhaps they believed that from these hilltops, they were closer to the sky.
If the grand palace did open, from these summits they’d surge inside–clearly, a favorable position.
Any hilltop within this region was occupied.
As things go, there’s a pecking order, and Chen Hai was a man of principles—never one to encroach forcefully.
Seeing the hilltops already claimed, he was unwilling to compete for them, and instead found a barely sufficient spot in the forest below.
Above in the sky, the majestic palace gates gleamed brilliantly, radiating a saintly light.
But all of this was only visible, intangible.
Reaching the Sixth Realm of Sky Control, one could use artifacts to soar in the sky.
As for the even mightier beings, they could ascend directly into flight, which naturally was much simpler.
Near a bush in the forest, not even a stick of incense’s time had passed when Chen Hai saw several people, without a second word, fly straight towards the palace.
Regrettably, though the palace lay right before their eyes and they reached out to pat the doors of the grand hall, they couldn’t grasp anything tangible—merely touching the void.
All their efforts were in vain, and the sound of laughter could be heard from many in the forest below.
Suddenly, an elder appeared in the distant sky.
This elder was dressed in green robes from head to toe, his complexion even seemed to carry a hint of green.
Stepping through the void, he approached, and wherever he passed, the very space was tainted in a bizarre shade of green.
Green symbolizes life and vigor, but the greenery around this elder suggested the opposite.
As though born to destroy, patches of forest beneath his green trail lost their vitality, wilting away, and mountains turned ashen—the land rendered barren.
And it wasn’t just this; many cultivators hiding nearby, unable to evade, were invaded by the green, their flesh decaying and bodies corrupting, losing their lives on the spot.
“What a vile man. Who is this guy, anyway?”
“Heavenly Extreme Holy Sect, the Poison Demon Wu Shanxing—a bona fide True Demon. Haven’t you heard his name?”
“This man is full of malice and always acts without any scruples.”
Many people whispered among themselves.
“Poison Demon? From the Heavenly Extreme Holy Sect?” Chen Hai, settled in the forest, brightened as he heard the crowd’s murmurs.