nyslfriends Chapter 1843 Lofty Ambitions Amidst Dry Bones in a Tomb!
Chapter 1843 Lofty Ambitions Amidst Dry Bones in a Tomb!
call out!
That point of starlight pierced with incredible speed and precision into the depths of the throat of the Flame Armored Lizard, which was furiously opening its mouth in rage because its attack had been thwarted!
"Roar--!"
The roar of the Flame Armored Lizard abruptly ceased.
Instead, a scream mixed with pain and fear was heard.
Its fiery red scales dimmed rapidly, the flames burning around it were extinguished almost instantly, its aura visibly weakened, and its movements became stiff and sluggish!
"It's now!
"Ten Directions—Strangle!"
Cheng Huixiang had been waiting for this moment.
He unleashed the full power of the [Ten Directions Devouring Void Domain], and the domain's power, which had initially only served to slow down his opponent, suddenly became incredibly aggressive.
The invisible spatial force transformed into thousands of sharp threads, frantically cutting and entangling the Flame Armored Lizard, which was weakened by the mark and whose movements were stiff!
At the same time, a sharp sword light shot out from his sleeve, aiming straight for the vital spot between the eyes of the Flame Armored Lizard.
Under the dual pressure, the Flame Armored Lizard's defenses became much weaker.
puff!
The sword flashed, leaving behind a spray of hot blood.
The Flame-Armored Lizard let out a shrill scream, its massive body crashing to the ground. It twitched a few times, then lay still.
Only the embers of flame flickered on the corpse.
Take care of one!
However, Cheng Huixiang's face also paled slightly. Activating the spatial projection for a long time and launching a fatal attack had taken a toll on him.
The remaining two monsters were completely unleashed their ferocity the moment their companion died!
The Lightning Cloud Leopard let out a fierce roar, its body surging with electricity. It temporarily broke free from most of the spatial projection's restraints and transformed into a real bolt of lightning, attacking from the flank.
The two heads of the two-headed rock python thrashed wildly, and poisonous mist and rock spikes rained down like a storm, covering all of Cheng Huixiang's escape routes.
The other head slammed into the ground—Earth Spike Technique!
In the critical moment, Cheng Huixiang's eyes hardened, and she faced the rock spikes and poisonous mist that were attacking her head-on without dodging or avoiding them. She did her best to maintain her domain to suppress the Lightning Cloud Leopard, while pouring all her remaining magic power into her sword.
The magic sword, empowered by the power of spatial projection, transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for the snake's head that was spewing poisonous mist!
"break!"
The sword light collided violently with the poisonous mist snake's head!
The poisonous mist was torn apart by the sharp sword energy, and the sword light continued its momentum, slashing fiercely at the snake's neck!
Hiss—!
A huge snake head shot into the sky with a defiant hiss.
At the same time, several rock spikes pierced through Cheng Huixiang's protective aura, leaving several deep, bone-revealing bloodstains on his body. The poisonous mist also corroded his arms, causing them to feel numb.
Meanwhile, the lightning cloud leopard's claws seized the moment when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, and grabbed at his back!
"Xiang'er!"
Cheng Pingan couldn't help but gasp and take half a step forward.
Cheng Buzheng gently reached out to stop him, his gaze remaining calm as he looked at the light screen.
At this critical moment...
Cheng Huixiang seemed to have anticipated this, and despite the excruciating pain and numbness, she used her subtle control over spatial projection to create an extremely condensed spatial barrier behind her.
"Qiang!"
The clouded leopard's sharp claws gripped the spatial barrier, producing a metallic clang, and the barrier instantly cracked.
But in the end, they managed to block the fatal blow, giving Cheng Huixiang a chance to catch her breath.
Using the force of the recoil, he lunged forward, simultaneously slashing back with his sword. The sword energy wasn't aimed at the clouded leopard, but rather at a certain spot on the ground—
That was the point where the demonic power of the other head of the two-headed rock python controlled the earth spikes.
boom!
The ground exploded, breaking the ground spikes spell.
The rock python, now only a head remaining, let out a painful hiss, and its attack faltered.
Cheng Huixiang landed, staggered, and coughed up blood, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
Without even glancing at the heavily injured rock python, he poured all his remaining strength into the longsword in his hand, turned around, and unleashed his most dazzling sword strike to date at the lightning cloud leopard, which had paused slightly after shattering the spatial barrier!
This sword strike was faster than lightning!
"Hey!"
The sword light flashed past, and the dark blue lightning froze in mid-air before dimming and dissipating.
The figure of the Lightning Cloud Leopard appeared, a thin line of blood spreading from its forehead to its abdomen.
The fierce glint in its eyes vanished quickly, and the body, now split in two, slid to either side.
In the end, only the two-headed rock python, its head severed and severely wounded, remained.
It watched as Cheng Huixiang, her body covered in blood yet standing tall like a pine tree, walked towards it step by step, holding a long sword dripping with blood.
A hint of fear flickered in the eyes of the remaining snake, which hissed as it retreated.
Cheng Huixiang did not give it a chance.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his injuries and the corrosive effects of the poisonous mist. He mobilized the remaining magical power he had regained, controlled his flying sword, and transformed it into a streak of light, ending the beast's suffering.
When the rock python's massive body went completely limp, only Cheng Huixiang's heavy breathing could be heard within the protective light barrier.
And the pervasive smell of blood.
He was covered in blood and wounds, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but his back was straight.
The light curtain vanished silently.
Deathly silence.
All the spectators, whether they were the little guys who were originally waiting to see a joke?
Or were they a group of young cultivators with mixed feelings?
They all stared blankly at the figure standing amidst the corpses of the three enormous monsters, appearing somewhat lonely yet exceptionally upright.
Only the faint sound of the wind passing through the valley and the thick, lingering stench of blood told the story of the fierce yet... glorious battle that had just taken place.
Cheng Benhai opened his mouth, but the words "big yin person" that were on the tip of his tongue just wouldn't come out.
My throat felt a little dry.
Cheng Qing'er and the other children remained silent; the disdain and mockery that had been on their faces earlier had vanished.
Instead, it was a mixture of shock and lingering fear.
And... a hint of indescribable respect.
The smile on Cheng Buzheng's lips finally spread out, turning into a gratified arc.
He glanced at Cheng Ping'an beside him, whose expression was also moved, and nodded slightly.
Cheng Ping'an understood, stepped forward, and his voice clearly reached everyone's ears:
"The assessment has been passed."
Cheng Huixiang's performance was...acceptable.
"Next, who's next?"
His gaze swept over Cheng Xiang, Cheng Fayan, Cheng Huiyuan, and other young cultivators.
At this moment, no one hesitated or backed down.
One by one, figures emerged, their gazes filled with complex yet resolute intensity.
A little over half a day later...
The last young descendant of the Cheng Clan emerged from the protective barrier, where spiritual light flowed and runes appeared and disappeared.
He still had fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his breathing was slightly disordered, but there was a sense of relief in his eyes.
As he stepped out of the barrier of light, the assessment finally came to a complete end.
The sunlight is just right!
A gentle breeze swept across the land, and everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the few figures who had performed the best in the assessment.
Cheng Huixiang stood quietly to one side, her posture as upright as a bamboo.
Although his expression was calm at this moment, a faint glimmer of light flickered in the depths of his bright eyes.
Clearly, he gained some insights during the trial just now.
Cheng Wenxuan stood slightly behind her, exuding a gentle and serene demeanor.
She is skilled in talismanic arts and formations. The "Nine Palaces Spirit Locking Formation" she set up during the assessment helped her two supernatural powers to display their divine power, thus enabling her to pass the assessment.
At that moment, she was bending down, gently touching a scorch mark on her sleeve—
Those were the marks left by the monster's final, desperate attack.
Cheng Lunwan stood on the other side, her brows furrowed with a touch of heroic spirit.
Aside from those two supernatural abilities...
The most impressive feat was undoubtedly the use of a powerful and domineering "Mountain-Breaking Fist" to directly confront the bronze-armored puppet during the assessment. The force of the punch penetrated the armor three-tenths of an inch, creating spiderweb-like cracks in the monster's chest.
She was slightly out of breath, but her back was straight, her eyes were burning, and her fighting spirit had not diminished.
The three of them were surrounded by a faint spiritual light, and their demeanor had subtly surpassed that of their peers.
Cheng Buzheng and Cheng Ping'an nodded to each other in secret, their eyes filled with approval.
Right now!
Cheng Buzheng, who had been standing quietly to one side with an aura as deep as the sea, slowly raised his eyes.
His gaze swept gently over the group of energetic younger people in front of him.
The oldest of these children was only in their early twenties, and the youngest was only eleven or twelve years old. Their faces still had a touch of childishness, but their eyes already showed the determination and agility unique to cultivators.
Cheng Buzheng's lips curved upwards almost imperceptibly.
He didn't say much, only gently stroking it with his hand—
All of a sudden.
A burst of precious light rose up!
Various magical artifacts radiated different colored auras:
A flying sword rang out with a clear sound like a dragon's roar.
A pagoda surrounded by auspicious clouds,
A faint fragrance of cinnabar wafted from a small cauldron.
A jade ruler shimmered with light...
The jade bottle was crystal clear, and the pills inside made a crisp clinking sound as they rolled around.
An ancient jade box sealed an unknown spiritual material, with a faint, unsettling fluctuation emanating from between the box's seams.
Dozens of treasures appeared out of thin air, hovering quietly in mid-air, their spiritual light intertwining and illuminating the area with dazzling brilliance.
The little ones' eyes widened instantly!
Even the usually composed young cultivators couldn't help but breathe more rapidly.
Cheng Buzheng had a faint smile on his lips, and his voice, though not loud, clearly reached everyone's ears:
"Your performance in this assessment was acceptable."
Consider these items as a reward for you.”
Before his words had even faded into the air, he had already waved his sleeve.
In an instant, the precious light seemed to be guided, transforming into dozens of streams of light of different colors, tracing elegant trajectories, and flying precisely to each of the Cheng family disciples participating in the assessment, where they came to a steady stop.
"Thank you ancestor for the reward!"
The older young cultivators immediately bowed in unison, their expressions a mixture of respect and excitement.
Meanwhile, the young children, with their innocent faces, held the treasures that had suddenly fallen into their arms, filled with surprise and joy.
Some children jumped up, and their cheerful thanks echoed throughout the room.
"You're so kind, Ancestor!"
"Thank you, Ancestor! I really like this little sword!"
Wow! It's the Purple Cloud Pill!
My mother said that if I break through to the late stage of Qi Refining, she will make me my favorite Spirit Honey Cake!
Looking at the faces, some excited and some thrilled, Cheng Buzheng chuckled and offered a suggestion:
"I hope you will make good use of these external things, diligently cultivate without ceasing, and take another step forward on the path to immortality."
Say it!
His gaze shifted to Cheng Ping'an, the current clan leader, who was standing not far to his side, and he nodded slightly.
next moment!
His green robe rippled slightly, and his figure, like a reflection in water, was scattered by a gentle breeze, disappearing silently from the spot. Only a wisp of pure and ethereal Daoist charm remained for a moment before dissipating into the world.
"Farewell to my ancestor!"
"Farewell to my ancestor!"
The orderly farewell sounds rang out, echoing across the vast land for a long time.
As soon as the patriarch left, the atmosphere in the room became much more lively.
Those innocent little ones couldn't contain themselves any longer and immediately began to examine the treasures they had just acquired.
soon.
The clear, chirping voices of children, like the first chirping of fledglings, spread across this vast, open land.
A lively boy named Cheng Benyuan, about fourteen years old and with a chubby face, held a three-inch-tall, radiant pagoda and exclaimed in surprise:
Wow! The Ancestor bestowed upon me a top-grade magic weapon!
It's still my favorite pagoda!
Look, this tower has seven floors, and the windows on each floor can be opened, revealing small rooms inside!
As he spoke, he carefully channeled a faint wisp of spiritual energy into the tower.
The pagoda immediately began to spin, emitting a soft yellow light, and hovered three inches from his palm, with the small bells under the eaves making a crisp tinkling sound.
Cheng Benhai, standing to the side, snorted defiantly, his chin held high.
"What's the big deal! Watch me!"
As he spoke, with a clear "clang," he drew a magic sword that shone with a deep blue light and exuded a chilling aura.
The sword is about two feet three inches long, and its entire body is like autumn water. There is a light golden natural pattern on the spine of the sword, as if a dragon is emerging.
As soon as the sword left its sheath, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.
Cheng Benhai stroked the sword with obvious delight, and said proudly:
"See?
The supreme magic sword 'Azure Frost'!
This sword is forged from a mixture of cold iron from the North Sea and star-patterned steel. It is incomparably sharp and can amplify the power of ice-attribute spells by 30%!
In the future, I will fly a thousand miles on my sword and take the enemy's head as easily as taking candy from a bag!
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of good-natured laughter erupted around him.
"Haha, Xiao Hai is dreaming of becoming a sword immortal again!"
"A thousand miles is still a long way. Can you even travel ten zhang on your sword now?"
"Last time at the training ground, didn't you fall down after only five zhang off the ground?"
"That's right, that's right. A mere Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator dares to talk as big as a Nascent Soul True Monarch!"
"Even if I gave you this sword, you probably couldn't catch a rabbit, could you?"
Seeing his companions laughing, Cheng Benhai didn't argue. Instead, he slung the magic sword behind his back and put his hands behind his back.
Her small face strained to project a sense of world-weariness and aloofness as she spoke in a deliberately low voice:
How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?
If one day he rises with the wind and clouds, surveying the vast lands and rivers will be nothing more than a trifle.
The vast galaxy is my final resting place, Cheng Benhai!
At that time, you all…
He paused, as if recalling the words, then spoke slowly and deliberately:
"They're nothing but dry bones in a tomb!"
His feigned maturity, coupled with his still-childish voice, was quite comical.
Sure enough, the next moment it was ruthlessly exposed by a clear, childlike voice:
"cut!
Why pretend to be an expert?
Do you think we've never seen "The Life of Our Ancestors"?
These words were clearly spoken by Patriarch Liu when he was young and traveling through the Northern Ice Plains, facing the siege of three Golden Core cultivators from the Xuanming Sect!
You can't even copy it completely; there are several sentences missing after "at that time"!
The original text reads, "Back then you were just withered bones in your graves, little did you know that today even ants would have their moment to soar to the clouds!"
The one who spoke was Cheng Qing'er, who had her hair tied in two buns!
Her big, bright eyes were sparkling, and she was standing with her hands on her hips.
Her little face showed an expression that said, "I'm not easily fooled."
...(End of this chapter)