nyslfriends Chapter 1978 Shock, Punishment
Chapter 1978 Shock, Punishment
After Cheng Buzheng's breath completely dissipated...
The usually cold and tense brows of the Half-Venerable Illusionary Moon relaxed slightly, and a hint of undisguised amazement quietly welled up in his clear almond-shaped eyes.
She lowered her gaze to the new island beneath the void, its rough rocks covered with slippery seaweed, its soil mixed with muddy seawater, exuding a primitive desolation.
"The power of a Nascent Soul cultivator is truly unfathomable."
She murmured softly, her tone tinged with a hint of amazement.
Next second,
Huan Yue, the half-saint, lightly raised her jade wrist and casually waved her slender, white fingers.
In an instant, a dazzling, pure silver light poured out from her palm.
The light was like flowing water, carrying a gentle and pure magical power, like a silver tide pouring down from the sky, sweeping towards the desolate island below.
The silvery radiance covered an extremely wide area, instantly enveloping the entire hundred-mile-long island.
Along the way...
The hard, jagged rocks silently weathered and dissolved, the sticky, slippery seaweed turned to ashes, and all the silt, shells, broken branches and other debris carried from the seabed disappeared without a trace, leaving not a trace of impurities.
The entire process was smooth and seamless, without the slightest hesitation.
The silvery light gently cleansed the island, without damaging the rock formations, merely removing excess dirt and debris, achieving just the right balance.
In just a few breaths, the strange phenomenon faded away.
Looking at the island again, it had been completely transformed.
The once muddy, damp, and overgrown desolate island has become clean and clear.
The exposed rocks have clear and regular textures, the land is flat and solid, and the outlines of the mountains and the sea are distinct, shedding the wild and fishy smell brought by the deep sea.
It also has a more refreshing and clean feel.
This single purification technique is enough to reveal the profound cultivation of Half-Venerable Illusion Moon.
Clearly, her control over her magical power had reached an extremely refined level; the flow of her power was entirely at her command, controlled with perfect precision and ease.
He truly achieved a state of complete focus and mastery.
A gentle breeze stirred, ruffling the hair at her temples. The Half-Moon Vajra gazed at the newly renovated island.
A barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flickered in the depths of her cool, almond-shaped eyes, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.
Compared to its previous messy and filthy state, this island can now be considered a suitable place for cultivation.
After a moment's hesitation, she casually turned her wrist, and in a flash of inspiration...
An antique, warm-looking white jade vase quietly appeared in her fair palm.
The vase is smooth and lustrous, engraved with intricate and ancient spiritual patterns. A faint pearly luster flows across its surface, subtly revealing a powerful spiritual aura.
With a delicate, jade-like finger, Huan Yue bent the bottle's mouth, causing it to tilt.
She parted her lips slightly, and uttered a single, cool word:
"fall!"
hum-
The treasure bottle trembled, and a dazzling, five-colored beam of light suddenly shot out.
The beam of light was condensed and substantial.
As if it were real, five colors of light—red, orange, yellow, green, and purple—intertwined and swirled, carrying with them a powerful and pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and poured down onto the island below.
hold head high!
Ang ang!!
From the depths of the multicolored pillar of light, a desolate and distant dragon's roar faintly echoed.
The sound reverberated throughout the four seas and echoed between heaven and earth.
The dragon's might spread out almost imperceptibly, and the surrounding sea breeze suddenly froze.
The clouds drifted slowly, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be drawn by an invisible force.
In an instant, spiritual energy from all directions converged wildly.
A visible torrent of pale white spiritual energy surged and rushed into the island's mountains.
The island's originally sparse and chaotic spiritual energy surged wildly at a visible rate.
The air was filled with spiritual energy, which transformed into a wisp of white mist that swirled among the mountains.
Inhaling just one breath makes you feel refreshed and invigorated.
Time slowly passed...
As the last ray of multicolored light disappeared beneath the thick earth, the treasure bottle's spiritual light receded and slowly vanished into the sleeve of the Illusionary Moon Half-Venerable.
The earth-shattering phenomena of moments before vanished completely, the sea returned to calm, and the deafening roars ceased.
Only the dense spiritual energy that lingered over the island proved that the miracle just now was not an illusion.
The increase in the island's spiritual energy gradually slowed down and stabilized.
The Half-Saint Illusion Moon's gaze swept across the entire island, his divine sense quietly spreading out to probe the earth's veins and the flow of spiritual energy. His cool voice murmured to himself:
"We'll use an array to smooth things out later so this medium-sized spiritual vein can fully unfold."
The concentration of spiritual energy will increase further at that time.
This level of spiritual energy is sufficient to meet the daily cultivation needs of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
She lowered her eyes slightly, a hint of indifference flashing across them:
"Although it still cannot meet my daily cultivation needs, restoring my magical power is not a problem."
There's no need to expend spirit stones to restore mana as before.
For her, who was at the half-saint realm...
The concentration of spiritual energy is still thin, but for low- to mid-level cultivators, it is already a rare and blessed place for cultivation.
As soon as he finished speaking,
With a flicker, she transformed into a streak of bright silver light, piercing the sky and hurtling towards the distant horizon, disappearing in an instant at the edge of the sea of clouds.
A moment later, countless streaks of light suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.
Various colored lights flickered and intertwined, traversing the vast sky, and sped toward this newly born island.
Some people ride on sharp immortal swords, riding the wind with their robes fluttering in the wind;
Some people held ancient and precious artifacts, walking on light with graceful movements;
Numerous exquisite flying boats and magnificent treasure ships cut through the sea of clouds, their hulls shimmering with spiritual light and runes, carrying a group of cultivators as they sailed through the waves.
The people who came here were all quite powerful. Even the one with the lowest cultivation level was firmly standing on the threshold of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Their spiritual power was abundant, enough to control magical artifacts and fly through the air.
As for Qi Refining stage cultivators with low cultivation levels who are unable to fly, not a single one was seen.
In an instant, streaks of colorful and varied light streaked across the sky and landed one after another on the flat open space of the island.
The sound of air being torn apart rose and fell, and countless cultivators landed but all remained in a proper posture, not moving around at will.
The moment they landed, they were enveloped by the rich and mellow spiritual energy of the island, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, their eyes filled with astonishment and curiosity.
A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a blue robe and carrying a compass couldn't help but sigh softly, his tone filled with awe:
"What a rich spiritual energy!"
Where did this island come from?
I've passed through this area before, but I've never seen any islands emerge from here.
A white-haired cultivator beside him stroked his beard, glanced around, frowned slightly, and echoed:
"I find it quite strange myself. The last time I passed through here, this island didn't exist."
Moreover, it's a superior spirit island containing spiritual veins; it's truly bizarre.
"This matter is too strange; it's likely that a powerful figure has intervened."
"Look at the island's surface; it's clean and well-preserved, definitely not formed naturally!"
"..."
The cultivators whispered amongst themselves, their quiet discussions rising and falling as they curiously speculated about the island's origins, causing a stir among the crowd.
Just as everyone was discussing this, a silver light suddenly appeared in the void.
With a single step, the Half-Venerable Illusion Moon stood steadily in mid-air, her graceful figure fluttering gently in the wind.
His cold gaze swept over the hundreds of cultivators below without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and his body exuded a chilling aura.
"quiet!"
The clear, cool female voice, neither too loud nor too soft, carried immense spiritual power, transforming into a vast sound wave that resounded throughout the entire island, penetrating everyone's eardrums.
In an instant,
The previously noisy discussion abruptly ceased, and the entire room fell silent.
Hundreds of cultivators subconsciously restrained their auras, straightened their postures, and no one dared to speak casually anymore.
All eyes were fixed on the stunningly beautiful yet majestic silver figure in mid-air, their gazes filled with awe, daring not to show the slightest disrespect.
The Half-Saint of Illusionary Moon looked down at the crowd below, his tone calm and solemn, clearly reaching everyone's ears:
"You are all formation masters selected by the association!"
The association has gathered everyone here today to survey the island's ley lines, clear the flow of spiritual veins, establish spiritual vein nodes, and perfect the foundation of the island's array.
Upon hearing this, the cultivators below instantly understood the purpose of their visit.
Without hesitation, everyone bowed in unison, their voices unified and resounding.
"We obey!"
"As ordered!"
"..."
……
The Endless Sea, at the edge of the Inner Sea!
Above the vast blue sea, verdant and rugged islands pierce the murky surface, their reefs gleaming with the dark, cold luster unique to the deep sea.
Looking down from a height of ten thousand feet...
The islands stretch out in a continuous, staggered pattern, their outlines etched by winding, meandering rocks.
The rows of islands and reefs resemble the body of a dormant ancient dragon, firmly coiled around the outer edge of the True Dragon Sea, guarding the vital sea routes.
It was like a natural barrier for humans to defend against demons.
Above the sky, streaks of light pierced the air, and dazzling, multicolored spiritual light, like shooting stars falling into the sea, continuously showered down upon the islands.
Amidst the spiritual light, the figures of cultivators moved swiftly, while array masters held compasses to survey the earth's veins.
There are weapon refiners who temper spiritual materials and forge works.
There were also ordinary monks who moved huge stones and dug foundations.
Under the overall coordination and leadership of the Cultivator Association, the booming magical vibrations continued incessantly, and the construction array formed by spiritual light flowed with faint glow.
Palaces, fortifications, and vital energy vein hubs rose from the ground.
A massive construction project is underway across the entire island group.
The sea breeze was still biting, and the waves crashed against the rocks, splashing up white spray everywhere.
this day,
On the main island, which is centrally located and has the richest spiritual energy, a circle of fine spiritual ripples suddenly appeared in the void.
A solid, refined, pale golden light suddenly shot out from the depths of the sea of clouds, breaking through layers of mist and falling straight down into the air above the island.
The flowing light slowly faded away, and the golden radiance gradually dissipated.
A tall, elegant figure, dressed in simple robes, quietly appeared in the void.
This person had no ostentatious spiritual light around him, his aura was obscure and restrained, and the space around him seemed to be slightly stagnant.
If it were not visible to the naked eye, ordinary cultivators would not even be able to detect its existence.
It was none other than the top human expert—the Celestial Pivot Half-Saint!
The Celestial Pivot Half-Venerable stood silently in the void, his long black hair blowing wildly in the sea breeze, and the edges of his dark robe were embroidered with minimalist cloud patterns, which shimmered faintly in the sunlight.
His gaze was indifferent and profound, like a cold pool, as he slowly looked down at the entire island below, his eyes sweeping over the neatly arranged spiritual vein nodes, the scorching earth fire caves, and the orderly defensive array bases.
After a long time,
A barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flickered deep within his cool eyes.
next moment,
His gaze suddenly turned downwards, landing on the group of monks standing with their heads bowed, silent and trembling in the flat square of the island.
On the plaza, hundreds of cultivators stood in neat rows, mostly formation masters and weapon refiners, all with lowered eyes and concealed auras.
No one dared to look directly at the powerful figure in mid-air.
The entire square was silent, save for the howling sea breeze, and a subdued atmosphere of oppression enveloped everyone.
The next moment, a clear and gentle voice pierced through the sea breeze, slowly descending from mid-air, resounding clearly throughout the entire island and reaching the ears of every cultivator.
"I am very satisfied with the work of you all in excavating the spiritual vein nodes and clearing the earth fire caves in recent days, which has laid a solid foundation for the front-line island group that I am guarding."
The Celestial Pivot Half-Saint's tone was calm, revealing no trace of imposing power, yet his voice possessed exceptional penetrating power, each word distinct and clear.
"I can see clearly that you young friends have worked tirelessly day and night during this period and have indeed done your best."
The speaker paused abruptly at this point.
His previously gentle tone suddenly turned cold, and a chilling aura, carrying a faint pressure, spread out abruptly, causing the hearts of all the cultivators below to sink.
Even her breathing slowed down unconsciously.
"However, in a big forest, you'll find all kinds of birds!"
The Celestial Pivot Half-Saint's gaze turned slightly cold as he swept over the crowd below, his tone icy.
"There are always some reckless brats who, with a侥幸 mentality and audacious recklessness, dare to embezzle the association's war preparation materials and undermine the foundation of the frontline fortifications!"
"Do you think I am only compassionate and have no wrath whatsoever?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried the heavy, oppressive aura unique to a semi-powerful expert.
Like a thunderclap, it rumbled in everyone's ears, clearly reaching each and every one of them, shaking their very souls.
At that very moment...
Among the ranks of cultivators beneath the void, several array masters with tense expressions felt a sudden tremor in their hearts.
Some people's eyelashes trembled slightly, a hint of panic and evasion flashed across their eyes, their fingers hanging at their sides tightened quietly, fine beads of cold sweat seeped from their foreheads, and they prayed frantically in their hearts.
One of the Golden Core formation masters, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, lowered his head even further, his mind churning with thoughts as he tried to reassure himself.
When setting up the spiritual vein node array, he secretly replaced the precious dragon horn sand issued by the association with three or four ordinary snake spirit sands under the cover of night.
At that time, he deliberately set up a high-level anti-spying and concealment formation to isolate himself from all divine sense probing.
Even if a half-saint level expert were to sweep their divine sense over it, they would have no chance of noticing anything unusual unless they deliberately broke the formation.
Moreover, the formation was already fully formed, with a neat and flawless appearance, and its operation was mysterious and smooth, so that no flaws could be found in a short period of time.
Even if the formation malfunctions over time, others will only attribute it to the poor quality of the spiritual materials or the excessive wear and tear from years of operation, and will never suspect him.
"It must not be that I was discovered by the Celestial Pivot Half-Venerable."
The Golden Core formation master suppressed the panic in his heart and secretly became confident.
"It must be that other fellow practitioners were dishonest or careless, which led to their slip-up and being noticed by the Half-Saint."
Thinking of this,
His tense back relaxed slightly, and a sense of relief grew stronger in his heart.
He even subtly shifted his gaze, using the corner of his eye to discreetly observe his colleagues beside him.
He secretly wondered who had given the slip-up, which had led to this reprimand.
...(End of this chapter)