Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1771: Chapter 954: Origin Immortal Qi, True Immortal Mystery

According to the writings of Tianyunzi, the first layer of the Honghuang Continent measures approximately 280,000 miles, most of which is barren desert and rocky terrain.

For tens of thousands of years, the first layer of the Honghuang Continent has been scoured by preceding generations countless times, and even the remnants of the Immortal Realm have long been plundered clean.

Tianyunzi wandered the Honghuang Continent for over two hundred years, acquiring only seven or eight types of “barely passable” Immortal Materials.

In contrast, Zhao Sheng was much luckier, obtaining a Sumeru Crystal Stone and an Immortal Qi Stone shortly after entering.

The Jade Qilin galloped forward, raising billows of dust behind it, a truly spectacular display.

Zhao Sheng sat steadily on the back of the Qilin, carefully examining the Immortal Qi Stone in his hand.

This stone seemed a complete whole; he had attempted multiple times to probe its interior state using Divine Thought, only for his efforts to vanish into nothingness.

An hour later, he tried many methods but still saw no results.

Finally, Zhao Sheng grew impatient and simply swallowed the Immortal Qi Stone whole, slowly digesting it.

At his realm, the ability of Blood Rebirth was no longer significant, and he could even alter the form of his flesh at will.

As long as he wanted to, swallowing a mountain peak would be as easy as swallowing a stone.

Seeing the lord swallow its treasure, the Stone Spirit grumbled heavily and suddenly complained, “Master, I’m getting tired of running. Why don’t we rest for a while?”

Zhao Sheng slapped it on the head, laughing and cursing, “You tire so quickly on just a little run. Do you think I am as foolish as you? Run faster!”

As the saying goes, a slap cures laziness!

If one slap doesn’t work, then give another slap.

The Stone Spirit, a child of the earth (a natural earth spirit), never runs out of stamina as long as it stands on the ground.

Because Earth Element Power perpetually flows into its body.

Realizing its little trick was discovered by the master, the Stone Spirit dejectedly drooped its head, its galloping speed instantly nearly doubling.

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An hour later, at the end of the desert, eight silver-white pillars suddenly appeared.

The pillars soared straight and tall, resembling the spines holding up the heavens and earth.

A mile,

Ten miles,

Three miles,

…

After running a hundred miles, the eight pillars went from thin to thick, soon becoming as thick as a person.

It was then that Zhao Sheng once again saw the silhouette of a living person.

In the distance, there were many figures wandering near the eight pillars, yet none dared to step within the Core Circle of the silver-white pillars.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes twinkled, and his mind immediately conjured relevant records from the writings of the Ancestral Elder.

The eight silver-white pillars, also known as the Heaven-Reaching Pillars, were part of the Ascension Ancient Array.

The reason those figures did not dare enter the Core Circle was simply due to their lack of strength.

After ten or so breaths, the Jade Qilin stopped less than ten miles from the Heaven-Reaching Pillars.

Zhao Sheng lightly alighted to the ground, his eyes casually sweeping around before finally settling on the Heaven-Reaching Pillars.

He saw one end of the Heaven-Reaching Pillars piercing straight into the Void, while the other end drove deep into the ground.

And inscribed from top to bottom on the pillar were fourteen large characters: “Sit idly in front of the pillar for three thousand years; black hair turns to snow, the Way begins.”

Each character was the size of a tabletop, the strokes vigorous and powerful, each penetrating an inch into the stone.

What was particularly astonishing was that these characters were not carved with a blade but written purely with Finger Force, stroke by stroke.

After reading the verse on the pillar, Zhao Sheng lowered his gaze and immediately saw a white-haired elder, hair hanging loose and body emaciated, sitting in meditation below the giant pillar.

The white-haired elder was still and motionless, as if a lifeless humanoid statue.

However, Zhao Sheng would not underestimate this person.

This individual who could inscribe fourteen characters deeply into the stone on the Heaven-Reaching Pillars indeed indicated a profound cultivation, at least a Tribulation Crossing Venerable who had passed the Heavenly Fire Tribulation.

Of course, this individual posed no threat to him.

After a brief consideration, Zhao Sheng immediately made up his mind.

The next moment, he strode forward, heading straight toward the white-haired elder.

Zhao Sheng’s swift approach immediately alerted the individual.

The white-haired elder suddenly opened his eyes, looking over with an indifferent gaze.

“Halt… Leave! Or else… Die!” The white-haired elder seemed not to have spoken for many years, his voice exceptionally hoarse and dry.

“Get lost!”

Zhao Sheng didn’t stop his stride, shouting violently, “This place belongs to me.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he raised a fist and struck, the air bursting instantly.

In an instant, a massively bright fist light shot forward like lightning, targeting the white-haired elder’s face directly.

In the outside world, the power of this punch could destroy heaven and earth.

But on this Honghuang Continent, it could only manifest as a fist light, seemingly with diminished power, yet the destructive force was in no way reduced.

In battles between Tribulation Crossing Venerables, there was seldom the exaggerated posture capable of sinking continents.

Because of the highly condensed Power of Laws, their confrontations became increasingly plain and unremarkable. This was also a form of Returning to the Truth!

“Courting death!” The white-haired elder’s hair and beard bristled, instantly shouting as he spat out a ray of black light.

The black light, swift as lightning, collided directly with the fist light in an instant.

With a puff, the black light submerged into the fist light and was suddenly silenced.

The fist light paused briefly, then nonchalantly continued to smash toward the white-haired elder.

The white-haired elder’s expression changed dramatically, and he pushed forward fiercely with both hands, conjuring a foot-thick transparent ice wall out of thin air, which flew forward evenly.

Bang!

The fist light easily penetrated the ice wall, arriving in a flash before the white-haired elder’s face.

Only at this moment did he think to dodge, but it was already too late.

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