nyslfriends Chapter 1682 Turmoil, A Life-or-Death Choice
Chapter 1682 Turmoil, A Life-or-Death Choice
At the summit of the blood-red deserted island!
On the desolate, lifeless island, time seemed to stand still.
Two figures perched atop the rugged, jagged rocks of the mountain peak...
Not bad!
It was the divine messenger clad in scarlet heavy armor and the priest wrapped in a dark blood-red robe!
— Resembling two stone statues sculpted from congealed blood plasma.
Suddenly, their seemingly unchanging bodies twitched slightly, and two chilling gazes pierced the strange mirror floating above their heads—
【The Blood Mirror of the Underworld】.
Right now!
The once still and lifeless mirror suddenly rippled with an extremely faint yet powerful crimson ripple that stirred the hearts of both of them!
The light flashed and disappeared in an instant, so faint as to be like an illusion.
They suddenly looked up, and their divine thoughts swept across the surroundings like an invisible storm!
As far as the eye could see, the sky was clear and cloudless.
Let alone any trace of cultivators?
Even birds and insects have vanished without a trace, creating a scene of calm and sunshine.
It was as if the faint crimson light that had just flashed across the [Netherworld Blood Mirror] was merely an insignificant illusion in their long history.
but……
How could a cultivator have such a misconception!
That's simply impossible.
The unusual activity of the [Netherworld Blood Mirror] could not have been without reason.
The divine messenger, clad in blood-red armor, and the priest beside him exchanged glances beneath their hoods, instantly understanding each other's intentions based solely on the tacit understanding forged through countless years of fighting side by side.
The next instant!
boom!
Two vast and powerful divine thoughts, containing endless killing intent and majesty, swept out in all directions like a blood-red torrent bursting its banks, without any concealment!
Its momentum is immense, and its speed is like lightning!
Wherever divine senses pass, space seems to freeze, and every grain of dust and every fluctuation of spiritual energy is forcibly incorporated into perception.
The vast expanse of space, spanning billions of miles, was meticulously "plowed" through by this terrifying divine sense!
however……
In the end, however, nothing was gained.
This place remains as suffocatingly empty and desolate as ever.
at the same time,
The faint light on the [Netherworld Blood Mirror], which was hovering in the air, completely disappeared, restoring its previous calm and unremarkable appearance!
It was as if that brief disturbance was merely a minor "stutter" within this powerful treasure itself.
Millions of miles away in the void, inside the [Nine Heavens Star Cloud Ship]...
The atmosphere suddenly became tense as the [Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat], hidden in the invisible void, was revealed.
"Venerable Wantong!"
The ever-impatient Demon Lord Xiao Cheng, his voice tinged with barely perceptible anxiety, broke the oppressive silence and asked directly:
"Why did the priests and divine messengers of the Purgatory Clan suddenly go crazy and launch a divine sense search?"
Could it be...
"Have they caught a whiff of our presence?"
His question was also the shared worry of all the Nascent Soul cultivators on the ship.
A series of gazes, each carrying immense pressure, some solemn, some probing...
The focus instantly shifted to Venerable Wantong, who stood at the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back.
after all!
This journey concerns the life and death of all the Nascent Soul cultivators present!
If the other side discovers even the slightest clue, it could lead to the appearance of the unfathomable progenitor monster of the Purgatory Clan...
Even if the Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat possesses incredibly powerful stealth abilities, it is utterly insignificant in the face of such a vast difference in strength.
Even more terrifying is...
If they are intercepted by that old monster from the Purgatory Clan before reaching the Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land...
Even if they could escape using the Peach Blossom Venerable's unpredictable teleportation techniques...
But there will never be another chance to sneak in!
Let alone infiltrating the deepest ascension passage in Thunder Abyss?
Even if there were an opportunity, it would be impossible to sneak into the inner perimeter of the Thunder Abyss Forbidden Area!
By then, their cultivation level will have fallen to the Nascent Soul stage, and facing the unpredictable depths of the forbidden area, they will absolutely face certain death.
The path to ascension is completely severed!
That's why...
The Nascent Soul stage monster inside the flying boat was also very alert to the unusual reaction of the Purgatory Clan priest and divine messenger.
At this moment, even powerful figures like Venerable Peach Blossom, Venerable Island Moving, and Venerable Nether Sea Demon Lord, who were all at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, had a vague suspicion in their hearts, but they could not be completely certain.
Venerable Peach Blossom sighed inwardly!
"If it weren't for the fact that everyone is watching, making it inconvenient to use the astonishing [Divine Eye of the Heavens] to discern the truth,"
otherwise!
Why be so passive?
In terms of the range and subtlety of perception alone, without resorting to numerous supernatural powers...
Is he really not much better than the two beside him?
Venerable Wan Tong remained calm and composed, seemingly having anticipated everyone's concerns, and spoke without any concealment:
Fellow Daoists, please do not worry.
The other party's action was not due to detecting the existence of the [Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat].
He raised his hand and pointed vaguely towards the distant deserted island, then said:
"The root of the problem lies in that blood-red mirror!"
"Just as our flying ship entered this airspace, I keenly sensed that mirror..."
A strange glimmer of light flashed for an extremely brief moment!
Immediately following this was the burst of divine sense search by the two powerful members of the Purgatory Clan.
Clearly, it was the unusual movement of the precious mirror that alerted them.
"The Crimson Mirror?"
An elderly Taoist priest with graying temples frowned, as if recalling something.
"When did the Purgatory Clan produce such a bizarre treasure?"
"I have dealt with the Purgatory Clan for thousands of years, and I have never heard of such a thing!"
"It's really strange..."
"Could it be some kind of special 'prison treasure' that was recently refined or secretly kept by their clan?"
"Most likely!"
"···"
Venerable Wan Tong nodded slightly, confirming everyone's guess:
"It is certainly possible."
This is also the first time I have seen this place.
The fluctuations emitted by this treasure, though not as vast as those of a peak spiritual treasure, far surpass the power of an ordinary, broken spiritual treasure.
Therefore,
Despite the unparalleled stealth capabilities of the [Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat], the moment it entered its sensing range,
It was still detected by that precious mirror—a very subtle spatial fluctuation…
Venerable Wantong's clear and logical explanation eased the tense atmosphere in the cabin.
The crowd roughly understood the reason for the sudden change.
However, the worries of the group of Nascent Soul stage monsters were not completely eliminated.
At this moment, Xuanba Demon Lord had a bad feeling and asked in a low voice:
"Fellow Daoist Wan Tong, in your opinion, those two scum from Purgatory..."
Will this arouse suspicion?
If they guess that it was us spying nearby…
"Exactly!" an old monster immediately echoed.
"If we are truly suspected, and we continue along the original route, wouldn't we be walking into a trap?"
What if it attracts that old monster to come and intercept us personally…
"good!
This risk must be considered!
Venerable Wan Tong shook his head, his tone remaining calm and carrying a soothing quality:
As for whether the other party will become suspicious...
I cannot say for sure.
At this point, he changed the subject and added:
"However, besides this possibility, there is a greater probability..."
They would attribute the brief anomaly of the precious mirror to natural disturbances caused by void turbulence or spiritual energy tides.
After all, such 'false alarms' are not uncommon among detection-type treasures.
Fellow Daoists, there is no need for excessive worry.
This analysis eased the tension in the hearts of many Nascent Soul stage experts.
However, when it comes to matters of life and fortune, caution is never excessive.
"Wantong's words make sense."
However, I propose that, for the sake of absolute certainty, we should immediately change course and detour around it!
A demon lord, who was always cautious, spoke up:
"Although it takes more time, it can greatly improve the concealment."
Even if those two members of the Purgatory Clan did become suspicious and reported this information to that old monster, by the time he reacted, we would have already ventured deep into the forbidden area of Thunder Abyss.
They wouldn't be trapped outside the forbidden area, helpless and frustrated!
I second that!
Safety first!
"Can!
Taking an alternate route is the safest option!
"I agree!"
When it comes to life and death, these powerful individuals, who might normally be meticulous and calculating over every penny,
He demonstrated remarkable decisiveness at this moment.
Opinions were quickly reached.
hum!
With subtle spatial fluctuations...
The invisible [Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat] subtly adjusted its angle in the void, transforming into an even more inconspicuous spatial ripple.
Silently merging into the deeper void, it sped off towards the newly set route.
The airspace it passed through was, in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, still that desolate void that remained unchanged since time immemorial and empty of anything.
the other side!
Deserted Island, at the Peak!
Beneath the suspended [Netherworld Blood Mirror], two blood-red figures remained silently facing each other.
Time seemed to freeze for a moment.
Finally, the head of the divine messenger, clad in blood-red armor and covered by a mask, turned slightly, and a deep, hoarse voice broke the suffocating silence:
Brother Jia!
"Do you think... just now, could it be that there was something wrong with the Netherworld Blood Mirror itself?"
There was a barely perceptible wavering in his voice.
The priest, dressed in a blood-red robe, slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of deep, calm eyes beneath his hood.
He did not answer immediately, but pondered in silence, his knuckles unconsciously rubbing together inside his wide sleeves.
After a while,
He shook his head slightly, his voice soft yet carrying a metallic quality:
Such possibilities... naturally exist.
Of course!
The chances are extremely slim.
As he spoke, His gaze fell upon the ancient, blood-red mirror, and He continued:
"Although the 【Netherworld Blood Mirror】 was a 'small artifact' casually crafted by the Ancestor, it was by no means a crudely made item."
Its refining technique is exquisite and unparalleled, making it one of the most precious treasures in this world.
Its mystery is second only to the supreme spiritual treasure.
Therefore..."
Then, the priest's voice became more resolute, adding:
"That fleeting ominous sign just now was more likely..."
Before he could finish speaking, the divine messenger beside him suddenly flashed a blazing light in his eyes, like a hungry wolf smelling blood!
"You mean...?!"
The face hidden in the shadows beneath the hood now revealed a rare hint of solemnity.
He nodded slowly, confirming the other party's guess:
"Ok.
This is the most reasonable explanation.
Otherwise, how can we explain why the [Netherworld Blood Mirror] underwent such a change without warning?
He paused, then added, as if pouring cold water on the situation:
"certainly,
However, we cannot completely rule out the possibility that the misjudgment was caused by the turbulence of the void's spiritual energy.
After all, the spiritual energy tides of the Forbidden Sea are inherently unstable.
However, the divine messenger clad in blood armor almost instantly filtered out this last "possibility".
next moment.
He abruptly stood up, his blood-red eyes shooting out two piercing beams of light, and asked directly:
"That……
Should we report this to our ancestor immediately?!
Upon hearing this, Priest A's deep, pool-like gaze slowly turned to the other person, as if trying to pierce through the hideous mask and see into the depths of their soul.
After taking a quick look...
His voice carried a peculiar rhythm, sounding both like admonition and a cold statement:
"you……
Have you thought it through?
"If the judgment is wrong, it will mislead the progenitor and delay the important matters He planned..."
The consequences for you should be greater than for me...
How much clearer?
His words were like icicles, piercing the deepest fears in the hearts of those he spoke to.
The methods used by the progenitor were simply too cruel!
Not long ago, the sixth priest, the fifth divine messenger, the eighth divine messenger... those who failed in their duties and angered the progenitor met a tragic end—
Every single one of them was annihilated, their souls and spirits destroyed, becoming resources for the progenitor to enhance his power!
That bloody scene was branded into the hearts of every divine messenger and priest!
This statement came out.
The tall and imposing body of the Blood-Armored Divine Envoy trembled almost imperceptibly.
Heavy breathing came from beneath its mask, and it struggled briefly.
But in just a moment, that fear was suppressed by an even stronger fire of desire.
He suddenly looked up, meeting the gaze of the priest, his voice carrying a resolute, all-or-nothing determination:
"Humph!
Starve the timid to death and starve the bold to death!
I am currently facing the threshold of the early Nascent Soul stage...
It's been far too long!
Without an extraordinary stroke of luck, with my mediocre comprehension, this life...
It seems there's no hope of ever reaching the intermediate stage!
"Therefore, I will never miss any opportunity."
Even if..."
His fist clenched tightly beneath his blood-red armor, producing a grating metallic scraping sound.
"And right now, the only hope for me is the blessing of the progenitor!"
It's worth the risk!
His voice was resolute, without the slightest hesitation.
The priest looked at Him in silence, the shadow under His hood seeming to deepen.
He understood the other party's determination—
That was the madness of grasping at a straw, risking everything.
Obstructing someone's path is worse than killing their parents.
At this moment, any advice would seem pale and powerless.
Finally, He spoke slowly, extremely slowly, in a voice so calm it sent chills down one's spine:
"In that case... I hope... you won't regret your decision today."
"regret?
Hahaha……"
The Blood-Armored Envoy let out a muffled, suppressed laugh, tinged with a hint of bloodlust.
"rest assured!
Even if this journey leads to utter destruction, I... will never regret it!
As the laughter subsided, He seemed to have thought of something, and his tone changed, asking with a hint of probing:
"Brother Jia...you really don't intend to report this matter jointly with me?"
The credit can also be shared…
Upon hearing this, Priest A remained motionless, the shadow beneath his hood seemingly frozen in place.
"........."
Silence is the clearest form of rejection.
Seeing this, the Blood-Armored Envoy said nothing more, and the last trace of worry in his eyes disappeared!
Now all that remains for Him is a desperate, mad gamble.
Immediately!
He turned away, no longer looking at the silent, blood-robed figure, but instead casting his fervent and awe-inspiring gaze toward the distant location where the progenitor resided.
Then, he spun it around!
A blood-red token appeared out of thin air in his palm!
...(End of chapter)