Chapter 934: Chapter 370: Cold Ice Sky Road
Chu Xisheng and the others walked about twenty miles along this Han white jade Avenue before they had to stop.
In front of them laid a huge chasm, the Earth Abyss.
The abyss was deep and bottomless, its depths obscured in darkness.
The crucial point was they couldn’t determine how wide it was, as it was shrouded in mist ten miles ahead, obscuring the opposite side.
Similarly, they couldn’t discern the length of the deep ravine, stretching from east to west with no end in sight.
In short, it stood like a heavenly chasm horizontally before them, difficult to cross.
Those who walked ahead of them, including Wu Zhishang from the Supreme Profound Sect, Xuanyuan Tomb’s Hu Xinmei, and others, were all intercepted here.
Before the abyss stood a ‘Divine Turtle Wanderer’.
Upon seeing him, Chu Xisheng felt a familiar pang in his heart.
This figure seemed like an NPC in a game, present everywhere.
He then furrowed his brow and stopped his Escape Skill, landing twenty zhang left of Hu Xinmei.
He had no choice but to stop.
Within the depths of the abyss lay an extremely sharp presence, causing a faint pain on his brow.
It was his ‘Supreme Divine Communication’ warning him, indicating that the gorge concealed exceedingly dangerous things.
Chu Xisheng lowered his head and observed closely but couldn’t discern anything, only finding the walls of the gorge incredibly smooth, as if sliced by swords.
At this time, Da Heitian Jialuo, who had been walking behind, caught up as well.
As everyone gathered in front of the deep chasm, the once-stationary Divine Turtle Wanderer’s eyes lit up with spirit light.
With a casual wave of his sleeve, he materialized a giant white crane out of thin air, flying towards the North Bank of the chasm.
“This is the third challenge, a Swordscar left by the Sword God, Son of Emperor Bai during the Divine Desolation battle, forming an abyssal chasm seven hundred miles long. I relocated it here, only those who can cross this abyss have the capability to inherit my legacy.”
As the Divine Turtle Wanderer spoke, the white crane had reached half a mile out.
In an instant, the crane made a ‘chiz’ sound and vanished, dissipating invisibly.
The Divine Turtle Wanderer looked around at everyone with his hands behind his back.
“Take note, this abyss not only contains traces of White Emperor’s Sword Intent but also the force of strict decrees, exceptionally dangerous, requiring specific Magic or Bloodline Talent to cross. If you lack confidence, it is wise to retreat upon awareness. Furthermore, rewards for the second and third challenges can be claimed on the opposite shore. If you exit the palace now, you can claim the second challenge’s reward.”
Upon witnessing the scene, Chu Xisheng and the others couldn’t help but have their pupils slightly contract, their expressions turning solemn.
The crane, though conjured by Magic, possessed a strong Primordial Power akin to a Fourth Grade martial cultivator, fully formed and containing Heavenly Rules.
Average Fourth Grade martial cultivators are likely no match for this crane.
It flew only half a mile over the abyss before being obliterated by the Sword Intent concealed within.
“Such formidable Sword Intent!” Chu Xisheng raised his brows: “This is practically the ultimate realm of swords, this was likely left by the Son of Emperor Bai.”
The Son of Emperor Bai was renowned as the master of ten thousand swords.
Legend has it that his fundamental dharma gate was ‘Sword Dao’, gathering all Heavenly Rules related to swords.
He commanded the powers of cutting, intercepting, expelling, killing, battle, and more, related to Sword Dao, being among the strongest deities in the universe.
It is said that with the Son of Emperor Bai, Sword Dao came into existence.
Zhoou Liangchen was also shaken: “How are we supposed to cross?”
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Jian Cangfeng cradled his chin, deep in thought: “Could it be related to the previous spells, One Word Becomes a Proverb and Heavenly Punishment Thunderstorm? But how to use them? Forcing through probably won’t work—”
Jian Cangfeng pointed towards the other side: “If this is indeed the Swordscar left by the Son of Emperor Bai, then my Near and far would likely be ineffective, at most narrowing the distance to fifty zhang.”
Also, the Sword Intent’s impact here primarily affects the Primordial Spirit level, thus my Pingtian Sword is not very effective. Even if the distance is reduced, we cannot simply step over nor shield against the Sword Intent traces of White Emperor. This round, it’s quite challenging—”
He could cross alone easily, but the difficulty lies in bringing a group across.
Strictly speaking, the real difficulty was primarily for Zhoou Liangchen and Little Xuanwu.
Unless a mysterious master intervened, unless Ji Qianqian unleashed its full potential—
After just witnessing the fog battle, Jian Cangfeng also harbored doubts.
Who is the mysterious master capable of slaying two Second Grade cultivators? Are they within the team?
If they’re in the team, then who are they?
Is it Ji Qianqian, or Lu Luanti?
Certainly not Chu Yunyun—
As for Zhoou Liangchen, it’s even less likely.
Jian Cangfeng’s words struck fear into the surrounding group,
Even within the abyss containing traces of White Emperor’s Sword Intent, Jian Cangfeng can shrink the distance between shores to fifty zhang?
What realm has his Measuring Heaven Sword reached?
Does he not fear backlash from White Emperor’s Sword Qi?
Jian Cangfeng put aside his distractions and sighed, jesting amidst hardship: “I suspect the Divine Turtle Wanderer is running low on funds. He previously eliminated two-fifths, and now he pulls this stunt, requiring reaching the opposite shore for a reward.”
Chu Xisheng felt similarly.
However, he also understood, for if the Divine Turtle Wanderer were to bestow further rewards, it necessitated producing third and fourth-grade Magical Devices to satisfy the recipients.