My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 1129 - 374: Luoxiao Treasure Token

The azure mystical light erupted like a tsunami, enveloping the entire abyss along with the transmission array, and then pressed toward the cultivators of the three realms.

"Boom!"

"Be careful!"

Nurous cultivators, flustered and panicked, raised their respective lifebound magical artifacts, attempting to block the pervasive mystical light.

"No need to panic."

Master Dongwei’s voice resonated: "This Ying Long is simply activating the transmission array. As long as there are no Divinity Transformation cultivators, there will be no danger."

In other words, Divinity Transformation cultivators cannot enter this secret realm.

"Buzz!"

Before his words had faded, the mystical light suddenly fell, shrouding everyone within it.

In an instant, the world was reduced to pure white.

Chen Sansi could no longer see anyone or anything, only feeling a disorienting spin until he lost consciousness, falling into an endless abyss.

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It was unclear how much ti had passed before Chen Sansi regained consciousness, as if his awareness had been pulled back into his body. He slowly opened his eyes.

’Where is this place?’

He looked around and realized he was in an entirely different world.

The environnt he found himself in was no longer the bronze gate transmission array, but a barren forest filled with deadwood and scattered stones, brimming with lifelessness.

"Senior Sister?"

Chen Sansi rose slowly but did not find any trace of the blind woman, not even seeing a second living person.

Nearly a thousand cultivators from the three realms had vanished without a trace!

An unprecedented sense of caution rose in his heart.

’Am I the only one left alone, or is everyone in the sa situation?’

’Is this place inside the secret realm or outside it?’

’What should I do next?’

A myriad of questions surged forth, but Chen Sansi held back from acting rashly and stood still, considering quietly.

"Rustle—"

Footsteps suddenly sounded in the forests on either side.

A miniature copper cauldron appeared in Chen Sansi’s palm, ready to deal with any sudden circumstances.

A few breaths later, he saw the source of the footsteps.

Puppets with stiff steps erged from both sides.

They resembled the training posts of mortal martial artists, exerting a pressure approximately at the Foundation Establishnt Realm, and there were exactly ten of them.

These puppets, drawn by the scent of living humans, lunged at Chen Sansi but were swiftly reduced to wreckage under the crushing force of the Heavenly Slaughter Tripod.

Soon after, all the wreckage began to twist and turn into black mist. As the mist dissipated, a single black coin was left on the ground.

"What is this?"

Using the Qi Observation Skill, Chen Sansi confird there was no danger before daring to approach and pick up the item.

The coins were made of so special tallic material, round and square, entirely black, with the words "Luoxiao Currency" engraved in gilt at the center.

Following the principle of seizing what he could, he placed the ten coins into his storage ring and continued exploring forward.

After passing through a crossroads littered with boulders, the scene ahead opened up.

On an endless wasteland, one cultivator after another stood scattered, with narrow passageways behind them, identical to the one Chen Sansi had traversed before.

So passageways had a cultivator standing in front of them, similarly confused, while others were empty, with those who had entered failing to re-erge.

"Is this...

"so kind of checkpoint?"

Chen Sansi surmised, reasoning that the Ying Long must have placed each person into a passageway, leaving them to their fate.

He walked toward the nearest passage, wanting to enter and verify his hypothesis, only to bump into a boundary, as if hitting an invisible wall.

Each passageway could only accommodate one person.

It was indeed a deliberately set checkpoint!

Whoever crafted this secret realm had intentionally designed it this way.

Which ans...

The Luoxiao Currency acquired from defeating the puppets would likely have future utility.

"Who’s there?"

Detecting a chill from behind, Chen Sansi spun around swiftly, only to see a lotus-like face.

"Senior Sister?"

He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "So, you were also sent into these passageways?"

The blind woman opened her snowflake-clad palm, revealing a "Luoxiao Currency."

Their experiences were identical.

On the expansive wasteland, more and more cultivators gradually gathered.

"Senior Sister Jiang, Junior Brother Lu?!"

A Foundation Establishnt disciple from the Qingxu Sect, upon seeing them, ran over with joy and called to the back, "Brothers and sisters of the Qingxu Sect, co and gather here!"

Qiuye Peak, Su Yang.

A few years back, Chen Sansi had t him on the Si Xue Dao.

There was also a senior brother nad "Lu Zhiyong" during the sa period, who unfortunately was later deceived and killed by the Demon Suppression Departnt of the Great Song under the pretense of repairing the Imperial Mausoleum.

Su Yang, on the other hand, had escaped back with Xue Jingfeng.

This ti, they ca to Guangren Dao under the lead of the short-tempered Elder Jiu Fan Zhenren, and now that the elder was nowhere to be found, they naturally regarded Chen Sansi and the blind woman, both Golden Core cultivators, as their mainstay.

Under Su Yang’s call, six disciples of the Qingxu Sect quickly gathered nearby.

"Lu, Lu Fengzhu!"

He corrected himself, "What should we do next?"

"Since we’ve co, we must make the best of it."

Chen Sansi said, "At this point, we can only continue exploring forward."

Phosphorescent benevolence guards the heart!

In fact, he was the one most concerned about his safety.

"Alright!"

Su Yang declared loudly, "Then let’s follow Peak Master Lu!"

Not only the Qingxu Sect.

Other cultivators also began to gather slowly, centering around their respective power bases.

The orthodox powers that journeyed to the Extre North to seek treasures were of two kinds: sects and families.