Chapter 842: Chapter 842: Cultivation in the Illusionary Realm Chapter 842: Chapter 842: Cultivation in the Illusionary Realm A golden pathway stretched forth from the depths, formed entirely from the condensation of energy, a sight so spectacular and majestic.
The entire Sacred Mountain space was enveloped in golden light, dazzlingly luminous, truly an existence as though from a dream.
“Feng Wuchen, you are the first one to enter the Illusionary Realm. Since the Primordial Ancient era, no one has ever come in,” the voice of the dark panther came.
“The first one?” Feng Wuchen was once again shocked.
During the Primordial Ancient era, many knew of the Sacred Mountain’s Illusionary Realm, yet no one had ever entered it.
The dark panther was the Guardian of the Illusionary Realm, and to enter, one would have to defeat it.
“That’s indeed an honor! Just in time to see what the legendary Illusionary Realm is like,” Feng Wuchen said excitedly, immediately taking Ling Xiaoxiao’s jade hand and stepping onto the golden pathway.
Feng Wuchen had the opportunity to enter the Wuji Illusionary Realm, all because Ling Xiaoxiao had saved the dark panther, otherwise he feared he might never have gotten the chance to enter in his lifetime.
A world for just the two of them, dream-like, romantic, and cozy.
Feng Wuchen was like a white knight, and Ling Xiaoxiao the princess, hand in hand, they stepped onto the paradise of happiness.
The moment they stepped onto the golden pathway, Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao were immediately stunned.
“Primordial Ancient power!” Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao exclaimed in unison, faces full of shock.
You wouldn’t know until you walked on it, you couldn’t even tell it was Primordial Ancient power, but the instant they stepped on it, that vast and immense force enveloped them both, as if to isolate them from the outside world.
“This is the power of Desolation, ranked ninth among the Primordial Ancient powers,” the voice of the dark panther came.
“So it’s the power of Desolation,” Feng Wuchen said with a joyful laugh, the Primordial Ancient power was right before his eyes, saving him the time of searching for it.
The golden light pathway moved on its own, contracting while carrying Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao along without the need for them to walk.
The closer they got to the Wuji Illusionary Realm, the more concentrated the Spiritual Energy became, some so dense it was visible to the naked eye.
Compared to the Spiritual Lake in the Divine Valley, the Spiritual Energy of Sacred Mountain was more than a dozen times stronger, not to mention it also held the breath of ancient energy – this was of utmost importance.
The Wuji Illusionary Realm was located at the center of Sacred Mountain, a special independent space, surrounded by towering peaks, the independent space floating at the center of these surrounding mountains.
As they approached, Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao could see within this massive independent space, a grand and majestic palace emerged before their eyes.
The golden light pathway swiftly disappeared, and Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao entered into the Wuji Illusionary Realm, an ancient and terrifying breath assaulting them, filled with a daunting force.
The original opening had vanished, the outside Sacred Mountain no longer visible, replaced by a regal palace as if from a dream and a Seven-Colored Space.
The grand and regal palace, resplendent with gold, was a sight that inspired both reverence and shock!
“What kind of power is this? Truly terrifying!” Ling Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but be greatly startled, feeling somewhat suffocated.
Feng Wuchen’s face too was filled with shock, guessing, “This power feels like it has surpassed the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm, could it be Ling Xuzi’s power?”
“This is indeed the power of my master, and every corner of the Illusionary Realm is sustained by my master’s unimaginable terrifying power. Don’t bother trying to break the formation with any tricks. The only way to release me from the seal is to devour its power,” the Dark Beast proclaimed.
“So this is the Wuji Illusionary Realm? Why is there only a palace?” Suppressing the shock in his heart, Feng Wuchen asked with curiosity.
In the vast palace square, the Dark Beast lay healing its wounds, which had already significantly recovered.
“The Wuji Illusionary Realm is not an illusion; it’s just a name,” the Dark Beast slowly stood up.
“I see,” Feng Wuchen nodded, then continued, “The treasures must be inside that palace, right?”
“You only have one month to cultivate here. Within a month, how much of my master’s power you can refine is up to you; after a month, you must leave,” the Dark Beast said, sidestepping Feng Wuchen’s question.
If it weren’t for repaying Ling Xiaoxiao’s life-saving grace, the Dark Beast would not have given Feng Wuchen such an opportunity–after all, this was its master’s terrifying power.
“One month?” Feng Wuchen’s lips curled into a mischievous smile, “One month is enough. With such immense power, it is enough for Xiao Xiao and me to break through the sixth layer of the Tianji Realm.”
The dreadful power in this isolated space was a hundred times stronger than any cultivation place Feng Wuchen had been to before, and the terrifying power that permeated the space even surpassed the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm.
Seeing the mischievous smile on Feng Wuchen’s face, the Dark Beast instantly regretted its decision. But the words that had been spoken were like water spilled–hard to take back.
“Xiao Xiao, these are Mo Ying Crystal Stones, treasures gained from the Xumi Abyss, containing extremely violent power. They will greatly help our cultivation,” Feng Wuchen took out a large amount of Mo Ying Crystal Stones and placed them in front of Ling Xiaoxiao, with quite a few in front of himself as well.
Ling Xiaoxiao exclaimed in surprise, “Wow, Brother Feng actually has so many Mo Ying Crystal Stones!”
“Hehe, a little unexpected windfall,” Feng Wuchen said with a proud grin.
The two sat down on the spot and began to enter the state of cultivation.
“Primordial Spirit division technique!”
Feng Wuchen made hand signs and quickly condensed twelve Primordial Spirit avatars, six to aid Ling Xiaoxiao in refining and six for himself.
“It’s that refining cultivation technique! This brat!” Seeing the twelve avatars appear, the Dark Beast went crazy inside, wishing it could immediately stop Feng Wuchen’s cultivation.
The Dark Beast had already witnessed the rapid refining power of the Primordial Spirit division technique. Now it was too late for regrets.
While absorbing the power of Ling Xuzi and the violent energy of the Mo Ying Crystal Stones, coupled with the aid from the division technique, Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao’s aura were soaring at a terrifying pace.
The terrifying speed of cultivation was definitely dozens of times faster than an ordinary person’s!
“My cultivation is rising so fast! It’s even more terrifying than the speed at which I cultivate with my Bloodline Power!” After just a moment of cultivation, Ling Xiaoxiao opened her eyes in shock, her expression somewhat stunned.
Feng Wuchen said excitedly, “Xiao Xiao, this is power even more fearsome than the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm. Together with the Mo Ying Crystal Stones, our cultivation progress is naturally swift.”
“At this current rate of cultivation, we will definitely break through the sixth layer of the Tianji Realm within a month, and we might even approach the seventh layer!” Feng Wuchen added, becoming more excited the more he thought about it.
Watching Feng Wuchen’s proud and excited face, the Dark Beast, not far away, healing its wounds, gritted its teeth so hard they could almost break, wishing it could pounce and give a good swipe of its claws.
“It’s no wonder this is the Wuji Illusionary Realm from Primordial Ancient times. It’s just too incredible! If we could cultivate here for half a year, we could even break through the Divinity Transformation Realm!” Ling Xiaoxiao was both excited and astounded.
At Ling Xiaoxiao’s words, the Dark Beast nearly fainted.