Chapter 292: The Wilderness of Heaven and Earth! The Spirit Road Closes! (Fourth Update)
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“Yep, he was here to steal, this old geezer is so sly. He certainly came to steal but he disguised himself as Ziwei Heavenly Lord.” The rogue cat seemed to have gotten the truth and excitedly exclaimed.
Yang Zhen sighed and said, “He might not be pretending, it’s more likely that he’s Ziwei Heavenly Lord, but just a strand of his divine consciousness was trapped inside.”
The rogue cat was stunned, responding in surprise, “Isn’t that dangerous? What if we become trapped inside, too?”
Yang Zhen snickered, “Do you really think that I, the Sao Saint, would be trapped in such a small hut?”
“Well, that’s true!” The rogue cat staggered along behind Yang Zhen, while the confused rooster followed them both.
Arriving beside the snake road, a flashlight was still working hard, guiding them with a snake-shaped beam that marked the correct path, the wooden hut lying at a node along this path.
The more Yang Zhen stared at the hut, the more peculiar it seemed. Why would the designer of the snake road’s restriction place such an abrupt and awkward thing here? Was there someone living inside, guarding the snake road?
Given the snake road’s complex layout, only a handful could enter. Yang Zhen doubted that anyone back then could have been smarter than him, capable of coming up with such an exotic method to break the array.
Yang Zhen and the rogue cat exchanged glances, saying, “You two wait here for me. If there is any danger and I get trapped inside, at least you can figure out a way to get me out.”
The rogue cat looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously, asking, “Kid, are you sure you want to go alone?”
Yang Zhen stretched his limbs and replied, “Well, I’ve got nothing better to do. Instead of risking all of us, you two can protect me here… even if your protection is worthless!”
The rogue cat was furious, glaring at Yang Zhen, “Just go ahead, kid. And if you can t get out, we ‘ll just tear this place apart, so you never will.”
Dammit, this asshole!
Yang kicked the rogue cat, who then cackled and dodged the kick.
After some casual chit-chat, Yang Zhen glanced back in the direction of the Heaven and Earth Saint Sect before re-entering the snake road.
Not far away, Mo Xueling stared intently in their direction, murmuring to herself, “Even the Heavenly Lord couldn’ t grasp it, yet Yang Zhen just walked right in. Isn’t he afraid of getting trapped inside?”
Shanyang wore a solemn expression, saying in a low voice, “Lady Mo, I always get the feeling that Yang Zhen is no ordinary person.”
Aranda nodded at one side, “This person is definitely not ordinary. But I never expected this place to be the legendary Heaven and Earth Saint Sect. It was said to have been a super Great Sect during the Shangyuan period, then vanished without a trace one day. I wonder what exactly happened?”
After a moment of contemplation, Mo Xueling said, “The most powerful inheritance of the Heaven and Earth Saint Sect is the Heaven and Earth Nine Swords, which is now in the possession of Flower Spirit Girl. As Yang Zhen has entered that place now, we should go search for some other inheritances.” The trio glanced once more in the direction of the snake road before turning their backs and leaving.
Mo Xueling’s voice floated back softly, “I wonder if Yang Zhen will go to the Northern Island. The news about the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern hasn’t spread yet. We don’t have much time. We need to hurry.”
Yang Zhen entered the wooden hut without any obstacles, causing him to pause slightly. r
The interior of the wooden hut was quite simple, containing only a table and a chair. On the wall straight ahead hung a large piece of calligraphy work, the characters crooked and skewed, making Yang Zhen to curl his lips in distaste.
By the standards of the Azure Planet, even the youngest schoolchild could write better than this.
However, as Yang Zhen stared at the calligraphy on the wall, he found himself growing more and more puzzled. Unconsciously, he found himself sitting on the wooden chair without realizing it.
The moment he sat down, Yang Zhen felt a jolt. It was as if someone had slammed a high-powered flashlight into his eyes, a strong sense of blindness rushing forward. He felt dizzy, as if he had entered the clouds.
When he came to, Yang Zhen found himself in barren lands. Endless mountains stretched out before him, infused with a desolate aura, ancient and solemn. The world was engulfed in darkness, as if time itself had come alive, unfolding around him. An ancient, eternal feeling imbued the air, making Yang Zhen feel small and insignificant. Yet, it was as if a tiny infinitesimal point in the vast expanse of time had flickered to life within him.
“Damn it, where the hell am I?”
Yang Zhen looked around. There was nothing special about the place. It felt like one moment he had been in his cabin, and the next, some mysterious force had kicked him into this ancient, desolate world. There were no clues, no indication of where to go or what to do.
What really irked Yang Zhen was that time seemed to stand still here. A dull sun hung lifelessly in the sky, casting no wind, no warmth, nor cold. Yang Zhen could feel nothing.
What could he possibly comprehend in such a place? To not go insane was already a victory.
Yang Zhen then tried to operate the Shangyuan Ancient Scripture within him and found that his powers were still intact. He breathed a sigh of relief. His Thunderbolt Sword was already shattered, so he had to rummage through his storage ring for another sword. Controlling the sword, he aimlessly traveled across the world, only to return to his starting point.
At that moment, even Yang Zhen, usually composed, almost panicked. Cursing he sat down, took a deep breath, and regained his composure.
Mo Fan from the Heaven and Earth Saint Sect had been here before, Yang Zhen was sure of it, and he had managed to leave. But he hadn’t been able to understand anything from this place. This was Yang Zhen’s greatest hope and the reason he dared to rush into this place recklessly.
Ziwei Heavenly Lord had a little divine consciousness here, enough to escape but he seemed unable to stray too far from the place. It seemed that this damned place posed some restrictions upon divine consciousness. On realizing this, Yang Zhen felt lucky that he hadn’t yet cultivated to the Divine Travel Realm. If he had managed to detach his consciousness from his body, he would’ve very likely become trapped here.
After sifting through all the information in his mind, Yang Zhen looked at the sun hanging idly in the sky and grinned, closing his eyes.
And thus, he entered into deep contemplation for several days!
All but a few people had left the Spirit Road. Even Hua Youyue had completed her inheritance and exited, standing silently with her sword at the exit of the serpent path, staring blankly at the cabin.
Scoundrel Cat and Sao Chicken had started fighting again, neither gaining the upper hand. Scoundrel Cat seemed to enjoy swatting Sao Chicken’s head with his paws, while Sao Chicken would aim for Scoundrel Cat’s tail whenever an opportunity arose, delivering it a round of heavy blows that made Scoundrel Cat yelp in pain, fuming in rage.
Mo Xueling and the others approached Hua Youyue, wanting to say something but hesitating. Finally, she sighed and said, “Are you really not leaving with us?”
Hua Youyue looked at Mo Xueling, shook her head and said, “I’ll wait for him here.”
Scoundrel Cat tossed Sao Chicken aside, shaking its head as it approached Hua Youyue and said, “Girl, our guy Yang hasn’t made a peep since he went in He might’ve left by now.”
At Scoundrel Cat’s words, Hua Youyue trembled, shaking her head and saying
“Even if he’s not here, he’ll definitely come to find me.”
Mo Xueling gave a bitter smile then said, “The Spirit Road is about to close, are you still going to wait here?”
Seeing Hua Youyue hesitate to reply, Mo Xueling grabbed her hand and said “Scoundrel Cat might be right. What if Yang Zhen really isn’t here, and you get trapped in the Spirit Road? That’s not… good!”
Before Mo Xueling could finish, the entire Heaven and Earth Saint Sect ruins suddenly started shaking.
“Hurry, everyone leave! The Spirit Road is about to close!” Not waiting for an answer, Mo Xueling dragged Hua Youyue and rushed out of the Spirit Road.
boom!
A terrifying sound wave rushed in, a world-ending aura hitting their faces like a storm. The world seemed to be boiling, their faces changing continuously.
Hua Youyue took one last glance back, her eyes clear and resolute. She took a deep breath, decisively turned around, but was immediately grabbed by Mo Xueling and pulled out of the Spirit Road.
Inside the cabin, Yang Zhen’s eyes were bright, like bolts of lightning. Looking at the chaotic Barbaric World, he murmured, “I wonder if that girl and Scoundrel Cat have left. They better not have done anything stupid and waited for me. Damn it, that bastard Scoundrel Cat wouldn’ t have, but that girl… Scoundrel Cat should’ve taken her away.”
As he said this, Yang Zhen’s eyes narrowed. He placed both hands on the ground of the Barbaric World and shouted, “Capture!”