I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 1759 - 1759 765 Immortal Venerate Shocked The

Chapter 1759: Chapter 765: Immortal Venerate Shocked, The Beginning of Awakening Chapter 1759: Chapter 765: Immortal Venerate Shocked, The Beginning of Awakening With the speed of an Immortal Monarch and an Immortal Venerate, rely half a day would have been needed to reach the foot of Ancient Mirror Mountain from the mont it ca into view, had they advanced at full speed.

However, these seven people took a full three days to do so, carefully avoiding any disturbance that might have arisen within Ancient Mirror Mountain, which spoke volus of their extre caution in movent.

Once the seven cultivators of the Ancient Suppression Dao Sect reached the foot of the mountain, they refrained from conversing through Immortal Thought and concealed any trace of their presence, ensuring that not the slightest ripple of energy was emitted during their movents.

The Great Elder, leading the party, cast a glance over the group and imperceptibly nodded before slowly making his way toward the mountaintop.

The Ancient Mirror Mountain range stretched out like a ribbon, but their location was on the side of the range, which necessitated crossing over the ridge before them to truly enter the mountain range.

Of course, if nothing else was discovered, they would have to continue scaling further into the range, possibly even directly across the entire expanse. Normally, without any anomalies, they would encounter three ridges.

But if the recent tremor originated from within the Ancient Mirror Mountain range, then this number might change.

As the Great Elder climbed, he noticed an absence of insect traces on the backside of the ridge.

Moreover.

With each step he ascended, a subtle pressure enveloped him.

No, it wasn’t so much enveloping him personally as it was shrouding the mountain range; he just happened to enter that domain.

He looked at the other Immortal Venerates and Immortal Monarchs from the Tao Sect and saw the solemn expressions on their faces, confirming that this pressure was not an illusion but a palpable presence.

He didn’t say much but beca even more cautious inwardly, resolved to whisk his fellow sect cultivators away at the slightest sign of upheaval.

And if the situation beca dire and the danger too great, he would stay behind to cover their retreat while the rest of the Tao Sect cultivators fled.

However.

What puzzled him was that as they climbed higher, the pressure intensified, which under normal circumstances, would have ant that the owner of this pressure should have already detected their intrusion.

But so much ti had passed, and yet no one had appeared.

There must be sothing they didn’t know.

He cald himself; matters had not reached their worst.

Half a day later, the seven cultivators finally reached the top of the ridge, and as the Great Elder’s gaze swept across the other side, his face turned to shock, his pupils dilating wildly.

For at this mont, instead of another ridge as expected, there was an enormous, unfathomably deep pit.

“As expected, the source of the tremor lies here,” the Great Elder affird in his heart.

He forced himself to remain composed and continued forward, his line of sight plunging downwards with each step until the bottom of the pit ca into clear view.

Instantly, he shuddered, stepping back subconsciously, his retreat stirring up so pebbles, creating a slight noise.

This noise, though barely perceptible—quieter even than the disturbance of a gentle breeze within a normal environnt—was enough to drastically change the Complexion of the Ancient Suppression Dao Sect Great Elder and send shivers through his entire body.

“This is bad!”

He turned to the other six cultivators behind him, seeing their fear and confusion.

Fear, because the Great Elder seed so shaken, which indicated that what he had just seen was sothing significant, and confusion because nothing had happened yet, leaving them puzzled as to what could have occurred.

As such, their eyes interlocked for the span of three breaths—a lengthy period in critical monts, even for low-level cultivators, let alone for Immortal Monarchs and Immortal Venerates.

The fright on the Great Elder’s face gradually subsided, and with an equal asure of bewildernt within him, he advanced two steps forward, looking down once more before turning back to face the others.

This ti, as if having confird sothing, he gestured gently with his hand, signaling the others to co forward.

The other four Immortal Venerates and two Immortal Monarchs, upon his gesture, cautiously moved closer to the edge of the ridge to look ahead.

After an initial shock and a wave of puzzlent, they still rembered the gravity of their situation and refrained from conversing.

Finally, the Great Elder shook his head slightly, breaking the silence and saying bluntly, “Not to worry, the being below likely can’t sense us.”

“Or rather, he might be in a special state, possibly unconscious or even dead.”

At this mont.

Looking down from the edge of the ridge where they stood, they could see a huge pit, and at its bottom lay a cultivator covered in blood with eyes closed.

The cultivator appeared severely wounded, undoubtedly having endured an unimaginably fierce battle.

Next to the cultivator was a long spear, embedded into the earth with only the hilt visible.

From several miles away, the seven cultivators gazed into the depths at the unknown cultivator, falling silent once more.

After a mont of contemplation, another Immortal Venerate in the team inquired, “Great Elder, what shall we do next?”

Before the Great Elder could respond, another Immortal Venerate in the team caught a glint in his eye and said softly:

“This being does not appear to be a cultivator of the Xuzhan Continent; could he be from beyond the Realm, from Chaos? His realm might be the Tao Realm, or even that of a Heavenly Sovereign.”

“If we can obtain his belongings, it would surely be greatly beneficial to our Ancient Suppression Dao Sect.”