nyslfriends Chapter 1684 Thunder Abyss Tribulation!
Chapter 1684 Thunder Abyss Tribulation!
That's all!
The Blood-Armored Envoy became even more excited.
My initial assessment was correct...
The [Netherworld Blood Mirror] has shown unusual activity; it must be those old monsters!
Only they have such a way of deceiving everyone!
Even your 'Shadow Eyes' failed to detect it!
We underestimated them before!
The excitement in the eyes of the divine envoy, clad in blood-red armor, was almost overflowing...
It was as if He had already seen the scene of receiving the infusion of divine blood upon Himself.
Beneath the hood, the black-robed priest, referred to as "Brother Jia," remained silent for a moment.
The face in the shadows seemed expressionless, only the deep voice carried an indescribable complexity:
"If we can help the progenitor achieve his goal... your long-cherished 'divine blood infusion'..."
perhaps…
Then it will no longer be a pipe dream.
"Hahaha!
Thank you for your kind words! Brother Jia, I will remember this kindness in prison!
The Blood-Armored Envoy burst into laughter, his triumphant voice echoing across the desolate mountaintop.
the other side.
Deep within the void, a crimson streak of light tore through layers of spatial barriers, moving faster than the limits of divine sense.
Just like a devastating comet hurtling toward a certain coordinate.
suddenly!
The seemingly calm void folds in front of the streak of light caused the crimson lightning to suddenly pause!
Yu Twelve's figure froze instantly, as if he had been nailed to the spatial turbulence by an invisible giant nail.
His blood-red eyes, like the most sophisticated detection instruments, were locked onto the seemingly chaotic yet subtly following a specific trajectory of spatial fluctuations in front of him.
"The traces... something's not right!"
His whispers were crystal clear amidst the turbulent spatial currents, carrying a cold scrutiny and a hint of anger at being fooled.
"Are they taking a detour? Going in circles?"
Using such low-class tactics?
Countless thoughts collided and spun wildly within His ancient, cold, and computationally powerful sea of consciousness:
What is the purpose of taking the detour?
This is by no means unfounded!
To confuse the public, disrupt the investigation, and obscure their true, only way out!
Where does their confidence come from...?
There must be something to rely on!
They are confident that their final hiding place will completely shield them from the Seat's pursuit and wrath!
However, as his thoughts shifted, another possibility came to mind.
"wrong!
This chaotic sea area itself has no special value and is by no means the end!
"However, their final destination must be due east of the Forbidden Sea."
and so!
The finish line is most likely at...
Chaotic Abyss?
A time-space wasteland?
The Sea Trench Where Gods Bury?
Or perhaps... the Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land, which strikes fear into the hearts of countless Nascent Soul cultivators?
The vast divine sense of Hell Twelve instantly accessed information on all known forbidden lands to the east of this forbidden sea.
The spatial-temporal abyss was the first to be eliminated.
The chaotic time storm in that area was a true death trap for Nascent Soul cultivators who had not yet truly grasped the basics of the laws of time!
Step inside!
Let alone fighting, the physical body and primordial spirit will be torn apart, aged, or reduced to nothingness in an instant by the disordered flow of time, without even a chance to struggle!
Chaotic Abyss, God Burial Trench, and other places...
Before His Twelve Absolute Powers, they were nothing more than slightly difficult quagmires, unable to stop His progress even for a moment!
Those old monsters should be well aware of this—
The overwhelming power He displayed before is the best proof!
So……
Only the Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land!
Think of this.
A blinding crimson light, like a burning blood diamond, suddenly ignited deep within Yu Twelve's eyes!
All the clues instantly connected into a clear narrative!
"Thunder Abyss... Core... Ascension Channel!"
An incredibly clear answer emerged in His mind.
That is the only place in this world where His will can be completely isolated!
That's what these desperate criminals could possibly grab...
Last straw!
Despite having to traverse the raging core of the thunderous region and confront divine lightning powerful enough to annihilate even spirit-like beings of the laws,
Both were near-death experiences.
But compared to staying in the Forbidden Sea and enduring His relentless pursuit that would surely annihilate him...
That sliver of hope for "ascension"—a path to the spirit world and liberation from the constraints of this realm—was enough to make them risk everything and take a dangerous gamble!
"Good! Very good!"
A hideous grin spread across Yu Twelve's lips, a smile brimming with boundless killing intent and the cruel pleasure of a cat toying with a mouse.
"They wanted to use the perilous Thunder Abyss to travel the 'Path to Immortality'."
Escape from my grasp?
Delusion! "
His voice suddenly rose, like a declaration of world destruction, shaking the endless void:
"I will now go to the entrance of the 'Path to Ascension' myself."
To you ants...farewell!!!
The sound of the word had not yet faded—
The crimson demonic shadow that had been hovering above the annihilation space suddenly collapsed inward.
It transformed into an ultimate crimson singularity, deeper than darkness and purer than destruction!
The singularity flashed,
It silently disappeared into the most violent and chaotic void ahead, vanishing completely.
Only one remained in place...
The black hole of Guixu is constantly devouring light and slowly rotating, expanding.
······
at the same time.
Deep in the forbidden sea, due east.
A vast expanse of clear, seemingly empty sky...
At this moment, a flying ship, its entire body shrouded in dreamlike starlight, was silently traversing the void at a terrifying speed.
This is precisely the vessel of hope carrying the two Nascent Soul stage monsters—
【Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat】.
Inside the boat, the atmosphere was heavy and complex.
Excitement, relief at surviving a disaster, deep anxiety about the future, and a forced calm were all mixed on the faces of each of the old monsters.
Low murmurs of discussion rose and fell intermittently in the enclosed space.
"Coming!"
The Venerable One Who Moved Islands suddenly let out a soft sigh.
His tone was complex and difficult to decipher, seemingly expressing emotion, yet also harboring a subtle hesitation.
"yes,"
Venerable Tianzhao, with a similar expression, replied:
"In another quarter of an hour, we will reach Lei Yuan."
However, not all veterans were filled with apprehension.
At this moment, another Nascent Soul stage old monster chimed in:
Excellent!
Those two spies from the Infernal Clan must have just returned with the news!
"good!
Even if that old monster receives the news and rushes here now, by then we will have already vanished into the depths of the Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land, leaving no trace!
"This is so true!"
"Thunder Abyss is a place where the laws of chaotic thunder converge, almost forming its own world."
At that time, no matter how powerful his methods, he will no longer be able to sense even the slightest trace of our presence!
"That's true!"
·····
above deck.
Venerable Wantong, standing with his hands behind his back, listened to the conversation inside the cabin and spoke calmly, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears:
"Gentlemen, although Lei Yuan is in sight, the journey is not yet over."
At this moment, we must not let our guard down for even a moment!
The words fell,
Those old monsters, whose expressions remained solemn and whose gazes were deep, all nodded in agreement.
"What fellow Daoist Wan Tong said is absolutely right!"
The closer we get to the finish line, the more vigilant we need to be!
"good!
We must remain vigilant for a moment!
"..."
While talking,
Their gazes fell unanimously on Venerable Peach Blossom (Cheng Buzheng), and they nodded slightly in greeting.
Cheng Buzheng smiled and nodded in response.
He naturally understood the meaning behind these gestures of goodwill—
They simply value his teleportation technique, which could potentially save lives in critical moments.
however,
As the flying boat drew ever closer to Thunder Abyss, an indescribable sense of unease, like a cold, venomous snake, quietly coiled around Venerable Peach Blossom's heart.
The feeling grew stronger and stronger, as if the shadow of death was rapidly spreading from the end of the void, about to completely devour them!
Although his heart was already in turmoil, filled with restlessness and anxiety.
However, Cheng Buzheng maintained his composure and calmness, showing no sign of anything amiss.
He knew perfectly well:
If it truly was that Primordial Ancestor of Purgatory personally pursuing them...
This time, they have absolutely no chance of escaping!
As for that so-called teleportation secret technique?
but··
It was just a lie he meticulously wove to obtain the spiritual objects of the laws!
Last time, he was lucky to escape right under their noses—
The void blockade casually set up by the Primordial Ancestor was not taken seriously.
But one can learn from one's mistakes. Cheng Buzheng absolutely refused to believe that the old monster who had lived for countless years would forget his mistakes.
Would they forget that this mere Nascent Soul cultivator possessed a secret technique capable of breaking through the void's seal?
Absolutely impossible!
Therefore, once the true form of the Primordial Ancestor of Purgatory descends, this void where they reside will undoubtedly be sealed off like an iron barrel, impregnable.
There won't be even the slightest gap left for teleportation!
Until then...
Even if the other big shots realize they've been tricked, and are furious, wishing they could tear him apart... so what?
In the face of absolute death, all anger and blame become meaningless.
Moreover, he had already prepared numerous perfect excuses:
The power of the void seal far exceeded expectations and could not be shaken;
The fundamental laws governing combustion are insufficient.
Last time it cost several coins to "barely" teleport...
He can come up with reasons effortlessly and flawlessly; it all depends on which one he chooses based on his mood.
Just as Cheng Buzheng's mind was racing, secretly making plans—
Boom!
A muffled, deafening roar erupted without warning!
The [Nine Heavens Nebula Flying Boat], which was traveling at high speed, suddenly trembled violently as if it had crashed into an invisible but indestructible iron wall!
The next instant...
The entire massive flying ship was abruptly frozen in mid-air by an irresistible force!
Time and space seemed to freeze completely at this moment!
The group of powerful Nascent Soul cultivators inside the boat were caught off guard and all swayed violently, losing their balance and staggering back several steps.
If they hadn't possessed profound cultivation, they would have been pulverized by this terrifying shockwave.
"Fellow Daoist! What happened?!"
"Brother Wan Tong?!"
"..."
A murmur of surprise arose, and Cheng Buzheng's gaze, like that of the other old monsters, instantly focused on Venerable Wantong, whose figure was also swaying slightly at the front of the deck.
At this very moment,
The lingering unease in Cheng Buzheng's heart reached its peak!
A chilling thought exploded uncontrollably:
'He's here! It's Him!'
The thought hadn't fully formed yet—
An indescribable, overwhelming, and terrifying suppressive force, like billions of divine mountains simultaneously crashing down, slammed down and covered the entire flying ship!
boom! ! !
Then,
A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart, ripped apart this deathly silent void!
An endless, blinding light of destruction suddenly erupted, instantly engulfing the [Nine Heavens Nebula Flying Boat] and its interior space!
The group of Nascent Soul stage monsters inside the boat didn't even have time to react...
Click!
puff!
Along with their sturdy flying boats and magical artifacts, their physical bodies and protective auras were as fragile as paper before this absolute power.
Instantly crushed, torn apart, and disintegrated!
Cheng Buzheng felt his consciousness suddenly plunge into boundless darkness, as if his thoughts had been forcibly severed.
When he regained his "sensory" existence—
What was in sight was no longer flesh and blood, but had transformed into billions of strange particles that shimmered with the faint light of laws, existing between reality and illusion.
He clearly "saw" that he was not the only one in the vast expanse of space.
Countless law-based particles, radiating dreamlike halos of various colors, drifted and dispersed slowly, like stardust scattered after a cosmic dust explosion...
Each particle cloud represents a Nascent Soul cultivator being reduced to their most primitive form of spiritual body governed by laws!
'The realm of divine transformation, an immortal body…'
If it weren't for this reliance, that attack just now...
We have all long since vanished into thin air!
Cheng Buzheng's "consciousness" uttered a silent sigh amidst the vibrations of the particles.
In a flash,
While rapidly mobilizing the law particles to re-condense his Dao body, he "observed" this solidified void.
really!
The entire space seemed to have been poured into incredibly viscous and heavy amber.
The flow of the laws was almost stagnant, with a suffocating sense of stagnation and viscosity.
Clearly, a supreme being has forcibly sealed off this world with great supernatural powers!
"Humph!"
At this moment——
A cold, cruel, and majestic voice, filled with boundless authority and mockery, slammed into the depths of the "consciousness" of every Nascent Soul cultivator struggling to reshape their Dao bodies:
"Ants! You're pretty quick to run away, aren't you?"
"Now--"
"Try to escape again and show me!"
The voice has not fallen,
At the locked core of the void, a terrifying will descended, causing even the particles of the laws to tremble.
The chaotic spatial forces converged wildly, and a majestic figure, clad in a dark red robe with demonic patterns and whose aura seemed capable of crushing all the ancient heavens, solidified from nothingness and stood proudly!
The space around him was like fragile glass, constantly and silently cracking open with deep fissures, exuding a terrifying aura that could devour everything.
Who else could it be but the progenitor of the Purgatory Clan!
At this moment, the group of old monsters, relying on the powerful spiritual foundation of Nascent Soul cultivators, were rapidly reshaping their Dao bodies.
One after another, figures, some majestic, some eerie, some ethereal, reappeared in this stagnant, swamp-like void, filled with fear and horror.
however……
When their overwhelming pressure, enough to shatter the souls of Nascent Soul cultivators, was compared to that towering figure, aloof from the world, whose mere existence caused the void to continuously shatter and annihilate…
Like a blazing bonfire attempting to rival the glorious sun!
How can the light of a firefly rival the brilliance of the moon?
It's utterly insignificant!
There is absolutely no comparison!
because--
The existence of that figure itself has already surpassed the limits that this world can bear!
It's merely its naturally dissipated aura...
That's enough to tear space apart!
...(End of this chapter)