Chapter 464: Chapter 313: Divine Ruins teor Sea_2
In the boundless Void Sea, compared to the astronomical numbers that usually count in light years, a billion miles and ten thousand miles are just nothing.
Traveling along this path, billions of miles of void had been left behind, and Zhao Sheng felt his vision imnsely broadened, his knowledge growing day by day.
Not to ntion the Divine Ruins, just witnessing the vastness of the Outer Void Sea made Zhao Sheng feel this trip was worthwhile.
However, what excited him even more was that, as he gradually moved away from the Netherworld God Realm, the Heart Demon in his Divine Soul beca less active, and the Heavenly Dao Blood Face even showed signs of instability, becoming slightly blurred.
“Indeed, once I leave the Netherworld God Realm, the Heavenly Dao Curse will start to weaken bit by bit,” Zhao Sheng thought joyfully.
Boom!
Just then, a three-zhang-wide Light Cloud suddenly exploded on the Light Shield outside Lanyang Palace, rippling slightly on the surface and flickering twice.
Boom boom boom!
The next second, nurous Light Clouds erupted continuously on the surface of the shield, like a calm lake suddenly being intensively hit by rain, splashing dense clusters of water, causing the shield to flash wildly and ripple out in circles.
“Attention, attention! We’ve encountered a teor dust attack! It’s very small in scale, but the largest teor is eight inches in diater. Danger level three, please increase the strength of your support! Qingmu, activate the Defensive Array to third-tier!”
At this mont, the Divine Thought of the Blood-eyed Elder suddenly arrived, and Zhao Sheng skillfully ford a spell seal, a Great Sun suddenly erging from behind him.
Imdiately afterward, nearly a hundred True Fire Balls, as large as heads, flashed out from the Great Sun, actively targeting teor dust particles barely larger than grains of rice.
The Outer Void Sea is just that dangerous!
With sufficient speed enhancing it, a teor the size of a grain of rice could cause damage comparable to a self-destructing Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
In the past six months, Zhao Sheng and his group had encountered three teor dust attacks.
Each ti, they had easily intercepted them.
But one could imagine that as they got closer to the Divine Ruins, things like this would beco more frequent and more severe.
…
Three years later, there was still half a year’s journey to the Divine Ruins.
But through the faintly refracted starlight ahead, a vast, boundless teor Sea was already dimly visible.
“Fox Fairy, watch out, you missed a Big Void Ghost on your side!”
“Sheng Long, co here quickly! Give a big fireball right away!”
“Attention! Take down that Void Ghost King first. Demon Teeth, join forces with this old man…”
At this mont, the Light Shield outside Lanyang Palace was crawling with dense, murky shadows.
Most shadows seed to have no fixed form, constantly twisting and writhing, like clusters of clawing, dancing sludge monsters.
But a few shadows had solidified into specific forms, mostly humanoid, though so were indescribable terrifying shapes. These solid-ford shadows generally possessed powers ranging from Foundation Establishnt to Golden Core.
The species known as Void Ghosts were but one of the most common types of Void Life in the Outer Void Sea, individually weak but countless in number.
At this ti, surrounded by Lanyang Palace, Zhao Sheng and the others had their Magic Light glowing around them, all Nascent Soul Domains fully activated, displaying Divine Skills as they focused on slaughtering each solid-ford Void Ghost.
An hour later, Lanyang Palace finally struggled out of the Void Ghost Ocean.
With light flashing continuously, the palace transford into a bolt of lightning, speeding away into the distance.
…
In the Void, ti is unknown.
In a plain and elegant secret chamber deep within Lanyang Palace, Zhao Sheng held two top-grade spirit stones, his body emanating bursts of golden light, streams of pure Spiritual Power continuously pouring into his Dantian, rapidly Refining into strands of white Mana to replenish his depleted Dantian.
Above the Dantian, three sides of the Great Sun were slightly dim but still cast a beam of light onto a Nascent Soul Magic Body that was just about an inch tall.
This Nascent Soul Magic Body’s chest and abdon protruded a thumb-sized human face, which, upon closer inspection, looked exactly like Zhao Sheng.
All three beams of light converged on this face. From ti to ti, a wisp of black vapor would steam off the face’s surface.
But as soon as the black vapor appeared, it was burned away by the light beams.
Half an hour later, the secret chamber suddenly trembled slightly, and Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a relaxed smile on his face.
“Have we finally reached the Divine Ruins?” he murmured to himself as he stood up,
Then, with a flash of light, he disappeared directly from the chamber.
…
A mont later, Zhao Sheng appeared on the terrace of Lanyang Palace; the others had already been standing there.
Upon seeing him, the Fox Fairy smiled and quickly waved, “Sheng Long, you’re a step late. Take a look! The Divine Ruins teor Sea is imnsely spectacular.”
“I was just cultivating,”
Zhao Sheng casually explained, and raised his head to gaze ahead, his spirit suddenly jolted.
Underneath the boundless starry sky, countless teors slowly rotated, and the teorite Sea stretched endlessly, andering through the void.
Facing such a vast phenonon, one felt incredibly insignificant!
River Lord Fu You, seeing Zhao Sheng’s shocked expression, couldn’t help but tease him, “Sheng Long, do you need to be so surprised? Wait until we enter the Divine Ruins. There will be so many teorites that you’ll get sick of them. Compared to this, you should be more careful about your life. The Divine Ruins are extrely dangerous!”
Zhao Sheng casually replied, “Thanks for the reminder, River Lord! I will rember that.”
“By the way, when do we leave?”
At that mont, the Blood-eyed Elder said gravely, “Wait another two months. We’ll leave when the twin suns move over the Divine Ruins. That will be the best opportunity to enter.”
Zhao Sheng, of course, had no objections.
After all, the other party was a significant figure from the Netherworld God Sect, whose generations of exploration experience far surpassed his as an outsider.
Zhao Sheng had also learned quite a bit about the Divine Ruins.
This expanse of teorite sea was vast beyond asure, many tis larger than the Netherworld God Realm, filled with countless teorites.
So of these teorites bore traces of man-made structures, and very few still preserved intact ancient relics.
It was said that the Divine Ruins were a special relic ford from the collapse of a great world.
Externally, it resembled the environnt of the Void Sea with not a trace of Spiritual Energy, but as one moved deeper, traces of Spiritual Energy would gradually erge, and the closer one got to the core area of the teorite Sea, the denser the concentration of Spiritual Energy would beco.
However, proportionately, the level of danger also increased exponentially.
Similarly, the closer one was to the core area, the more and better-preserved relics would be found on the teorites, along with more Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and relic secret treasures.
This was a land filled with infinite treasures, where danger and fortune coexisted, and death lurked like a shadow!
Two months quickly passed by,
Zhao Sheng’s spirit had been adjusted to its peak, and his Storage Space Seal was filled with a massive amount of talismans and elixir pills.
As one large and one small sun slowly tore through the dark void, casting endless rays of light over the teorite Sea,
the prepared Six Major Nascent Souls burst forth from Lanyang Palace, transforming into six rainbows that shot into the teor swarm like lightning.
After a few flashes, the group was quickly hidden by the teors and disappeared into the vast sea of stones.
…
After entering the Divine Ruins, ti seed to lose its aning.
Initially, Zhao Sheng found everything very novel, and he was sowhat nervous.
However, after a few days when one desolate and dead teor after another swept past him, Zhao Sheng’s gaze quickly beca bored, and just as quickly turned indifferent.
In front of these tiless teorites, six individuals who could shake the Nine Demon Continent by stomping their foot felt like utterly insignificant ants, with lives too fleeting, almost instantaneously snuffed out.
Fortunately, these “ants” possessed the power to overturn seas and rivers. Faced with teor fragnts that attacked at any mont, they were still able to deftly avoid each one.
All kinds of sudden dangers along the way were unable to stop the advance of this group of Nascent Soul powerhouses.
More than a month later, Zhao Sheng and the others had flown over ten million miles.
In the Outer Void, because there were no factors like atmospheric gravity to slow them down, their tunneling light speed was more than a hundred tis faster than when in the realm.
If not for needing to avoid sudden dangers, their speed could have been even faster.
After dodging a piece of teorite debris, Zhao Sheng’s Divine Thoughts were gently touched, and then a ssage surged into his mind: “Sheng Long, head to that dead teor ahead and rest for a while.”
Upon hearing this command, Zhao Sheng’s numb expression abruptly moved, revealing a hint of joy.
Even a Nascent Soul Ancestor, after observing desolate and dead scenes for over a month and being constantly on guard against various sudden dangers, would feel as ntally exhausted as he did.
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