367 Ancient Azure Illusion Scripture
Qin Huai’s vision blurred. The giant tree in front of him and She Wanshan appeared to crumble, seemingly replaced by a spectrum of other colors.
As he slowly lifted his gaze, the enigmatic bronze earth reemerged, its intricate indentations forming an expansive pattern stretching into the distance. He even thought he saw numerous figures.
“I think Brother She can eat the meat without worry,” he spoke, although She Wanshan had dissolved in his sight, his figure blending with the trees, rocks, and ferocious beasts.
And then, the world faded into nothingness.
Qin Huai’s vision completely dissolved, and he was submerged in darkness, devoid of light or sound. He felt like a lost child adrift in a fathomless sea, floating in endless obscurity. Whether a year or an instant passed, he couldn’t tell.
But then, a faint light flickered in his eyes, revealing a completely new world. The forest resumed its ordinary size — the tallest tree he could see was only about twenty meters high — and the bronze earth appeared again beneath him, its mysterious patterns pulsating as fleeting lights flashed.
An ancient aura flooded into Qin Huai’s mind, and for a moment, he felt as if he had entered another dimension. Before him stretched thousands of barren hills, their sky-covering beasts radiating a powerful, vital energy that shook everything in existence.
He climbed a tree, trying to decipher the bronze patterns on the ground. But the twenty-meter-high locust tree was dwarfed by the massive bronze protuberances, and he could only discern a few enigmatic runes. The dense vegetation obscured most of the view.
Yet, Qin Huai sensed something. Seated cross-legged on the treetop, he felt his dantian’s bronze ground quiver.
The dragon pearl soared into the distance, and even the fearless blood-red tiger wolf began to panic and retreat. The divine power book of a thousand creations also started to drift away.
“This bronze land is indeed related to the ancient azure illusion force!” Qin Huai’s eyes shone. When the ancient azure illusion force resonated with the bronze land, he began to piece together the puzzle.
“Those behemoths were like the ones at the Nine Dragons sect’s Azure Dragon Pass… They were not real, but illusory constructs of this bronze island,” he pondered aloud. “No, the land we were on before was likely an illusion of this bronze land.”
However, the power of this bronze land seemed more cryptic and unpredictable compared to the Azure Dragon Pass at the Nine Dragons sect. Originally, when he first observed the bronze land, Qin Huai had a similar suspicion, but he quickly dismissed it.
After all, at the Azure Dragon Pass, he had gained the ancient azure illusion force by defeating beasts. Here, though, despite slaying countless giant creatures, he hadn’t observed any increase in the ancient azure illusion force.
Gradually, Qin Huai’s expression stilled — he finally had a lead. Unlike his initial disoriented experience on the bronze land, he was no longer blindly groping in the dark. He moved around the tree, hoping to identify more runes that might provide hints. Following the enigmatic patterns, he journeyed through the forest.
Soon, the full image of a line formed in his mind.
“A rune?” Pondering the shape he had outlined mentally, he recognized no such character, and the symbol stirred no associations.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he tried to recall the character in his mind. Ripples spread before his closed eyes, conjuring a vibrant world.
The verdant and bustling scenery brought tranquility to his heart. Snow-white rabbits hopped around in the grass, hunting for delectable fresh fodder with contented, serene eyes. A few deer trailed behind, their steps light and agile.
After an extended silence, he finally opened his eyes. “A distinct, wondrous concept…”
Peering into his dantian world, he saw sprouts emerging from the bronze ground. They were fresh, tender grass teeming with vitality.
“This bronze land… It’s actually a scripture,” Qin Huai realized.
He quickly glanced at his personal interface, and as he suspected, a new line had appeared: [Ancient Azure Illusion Scripture (Level 0, 3/1000)].
Gazing into the distance again, he saw an endless island. He murmured, “It’s as vast as the previous land.”
He hadn’t expected a cultivation technique to materialize in such a form. The ground’s runes were actually the scriptures of the ancient azure illusion scripture, albeit presented in an unconventional manner.
Finding comfort in the peculiar characters and cultivation methods that comprised the entire bronze land as a cultivation technique and an ancient scripture, he pondered, “Could practicing the ancient azure illusion scripture give me a chance to leave this place?”
He decided to venture further. Over the years, many prodigies must have visited this bronze land. His priority was to find these people, or at least find out their intentions and circumstances.