Path to Heaven
Path to Heaven - Chapter 303

"Island Master Li, this crystal clam boat of yours is made from Mirage Crystal Clam, right? I wonder how deep we can go in? " Grandmaster Xuanyuan sized up the water escape treasure that Li Yizhan had taken out and asked. Listening to him, he must have a water escape magic treasure on him as well.

"This magic treasure of mine enters the water with a depth of roughly six hundred meters." Li Yizhan replied.

"Seven hundred meters?" Wei Suo could not help but become jealous. He had tried it once or twice before in the Aura Sea. The might of his Water-Repellent Spell Pearl was something that not even a three to four thousand feet distance could achieve.

"Then of course, we still have to use Island Master Li's magic treasure." Patriarch Xuanyuan replied, "The Water Escape Magic Treasure that I have is a magical equipment crafted by a noble family in Sea Immortal City. Even if I enter the water, I'll only be able to escape for less than five hundred meters."

"In that case, please board the boat." Li Yizhen smiled and pointed with his finger. A water-like spiritual light flashed on the crystal clam boat and the transparent clam shell on top of it started to flip upwards.

After Daoist Master Huo Yun put away the ship, he and the others all entered into this strange water escape magic treasure. The top of this magic treasure had a clam shell that closed in, and with a soft "pu" sound, a small splash of water appeared. This magic treasure sank into the water, disappearing from the sea.

"Island Master Li, did you refine this treasure?"

Wei Suo looked around in surprise. After entering the water, not only could he see his surroundings clearly from within the transparent clam shell, it was also not stuffy at all. Furthermore, the speed at which this flying magic treasure escaped from the water seemed to be even faster than the flying White Jade Crane from before.

"How do I have such a good crafting method? This magic treasure is the work of the Tianhui City refiner Huo Dong." If Elder Wei is able to hunt a Illusionary Light Crystal Mussel, I can introduce this refiner to help you refine it. " Li Yizhan saw through the envy in Wei Suo's heart with a glance and lightly smiled.

"Island Lord Li, this magical equipment should be able to be opened underwater, right?" Ancestor Xuanyuan also seemed to think that this Water Escape Magic Treasure was not bad. He glanced at Li Yizhan and asked.

Li Yizhan nodded, "You can open it, but when you open it, you have to stop. Otherwise, the power of the array formation will not be able to resist the pouring in of the sea water. "

"Since that's the case, I would like to request Island Master Li to open it. I will do some concealing methods."

"That would be the best." Li Yizhen pointed to the top of the crystal clam. After the boat stopped, the top part of the boat flipped up. After flipping up, there was a layer of transparent spiritual light protecting it, isolating the seawater outside. Patriarch Xuanyuan's hands moved slightly as he struck out a dozen clumps of fluffy green plants.

These dozens of green plants that looked like small fluffy balls stuck onto the shell of the crystal clam boat. Moreover, they quickly grew, and actually grew into many wide green algae.

After the crystal clam boat closed, it looked like a mass of green algae floating in the sea water. In the pitch black sea water, it covered up all of the crystal clam boat's spirit lights.

The Xuan Yuan Ancestor's action was to prevent the Yin Corpse Sect from discovering him and to minimize trouble.

However, Grandmaster Xuanyuan and Wei Suo's group didn't know that, at this very moment, a large area of light was approaching the ancient cultivator ruins from the opposite direction.

At this moment, the sky was already bright. Looking from the sky Sang Island, which was also one of the iconic islands in this region of the sea, it was empty. Nothing could be seen on the surface of the sea.

If one looked carefully, one would be able to see that in the sky above the vast sea surface, thousands of miles away from the island, there was a layer of gray clouds.

The sea below the gray clouds looked empty.

But if a cultivator really did approach this place, and if their divine sense swept over it, it would immediately bounce back to them. They would feel that there was an invisible restriction around this area of the sea.

Inside this invisible barrier, there was an extremely shocking scene.

From the outside, it looked like an empty sea. However, the sea was filled with islands of various sizes. These islands were all connected, and there were some differences from the information that Daoist Master Firecloud and Li Yizhan had gathered. Although Spiritual Master Huo Yun and Li Yizhan had definitely come here to investigate, it was clear that they hadn't entered this mysterious restriction that had the ability to trick the eyes. Thus, they had only thought that this restriction would only cover a radius of several tens of thousands of miles at most, but in reality, the continuous sea island within this barrier was hundreds of thousands of miles in circumference.

There were many places on the island that had unique splendor and spirit mist enveloping it. Even on the outer part of the island, the scene inside could not be seen clearly.

On the western side of the island, more than a hundred kilometers away from the island, more than a hundred Cultivators were gathered.

These cultivators wore different colored vests, and their cultivation levels were all different, but most of them gave off a sinister feeling. Especially the faces of many cultivators, which were paler than the average cultivator's, causing them to feel very uncomfortable at a glance.

The hillside where these cultivators were standing was actually a step at a time. It was as if it was a flight of stairs that formed a field. These cultivators stood on these steps in succession.

But a few dozen feet behind these cultivators, they were all covered in black fog. Occasionally, there would be flashes of white light, and occasionally, there would be howls like that of wolves. Near the steps of the black fog, there seemed to be layers of thick ice.

Surprisingly, on the top step of these cultivators was a black coffin with a tattoo. Anyone who saw it would feel their blood run cold.

An old man in a black robe, who appeared to be around fifty years old, was sitting on the black coffin with a wooden face.

Moreover, the black robe on his body was actually the same as the black coffin below him, it was filled with runes that seemed to indicate his life. If an ordinary cultivator were to see this scene, no matter what cultivation level this cultivator had, he would definitely feel an extremely uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

However, what was even more shocking was that the spiritual energy emitted from the old man's body turned black and formed fist-sized black skulls. It was extremely eerie!

When the spiritual energy materialized, it was clear that this old man in black was an Aurous Core stage cultivator!

Suddenly, a transparent light pattern flashed on the surface of the sea. A tall, thin, gray-robed cultivator stepped on a demon soul shrouded in demonic energy, and without any obstruction, he passed through the invisible barrier of the ancient ruins, revealing his figure.

From the look of this tall and skinny gray-robed cultivator, he seemed to be able to enter without any obstructions. It was very clear that the restriction at that location had been broken through in some way, and a crack had appeared. The only thing that could be seen was the barrier's effect, but it no longer had the defensive power to prevent people from entering.

"The other party is preparing to break the outer restrictions!" This cultivator did not stop and flew all the way to the black coffin before landing on the steps below. He faced the black coffin and bowed to the green eyed old man, "It's the people from the Palace of Fire and Light."

"People from the Palace of Fire and Fire?"

Upon hearing these words, the hundred or so cultivators gathered below immediately went into an uproar. Many of them had expressions of shock on their faces.

"If it weren't for the fact that a sect like Huo Huang Palace dared to come so arrogantly, how could you guys have imagined this? Could it be that there's a pile of rotten flesh inside your brains?"

"Although the Fire Huang Palace is known as the number one sect in the western part of the Cloud Spirit Continent, it is still a little weaker than our Yin Corpse Sect. Because of the Fire Burst Palace's techniques, it has some restraining effect on our Yin Corpse Sect's techniques, if you react like this, then you might as well leave the Yin Corpse Sect right now, or I will directly end you, so that you won't lose face!"

The old man in black robe on the black coffin suddenly spoke with a cold voice, his eyes flashing with a green light.

Although this voice wasn't loud, the hundred plus cultivators' expressions all changed. They all became silent as they walked along the terracotta steps of the mountain slope. In an instant, they all quieted down.

The black-robed old man then coldly asked the gray-robed skinny cultivator that was rushing over with the Purple Demon Nascent Soul, "How many people has come from the Fire and Light Palace?"

"About 200 people, there should be at least two Aurous Core stage cultivators." This gray-robed cultivator, whose feet were covered in a dark purple demonic energy, making him look like a baby, and whose eyes were blinking occasionally, was extremely calm. He replied neither haughtily nor arrogantly, "One of them is a Jindan Stage cultivator, and his body has an extremely dense white magic aura around him.

Seeing the unchanging expression of the gray-robed cultivator, the black robed cultivator's heart chilled. A look of satisfaction flashed through his eyes, but he only slightly nodded his head without saying anything.

After about half an incense stick of time, a young cultivator dressed in white, holding a white bone bead came out of the black fog. He was panting heavily, looking like he was having a hard time.

"What's the situation inside?" The old man's eyes flashed with a green light as he asked.

"In about three incense sticks of time, my Master, Granduncle Ye and the others should be able to break that seal." This young cultivator wearing a white robe immediately bowed and replied, not daring to be negligent.

The black-robed old man nodded, still not saying anything.

"Master, should we go to intercept the people from the Palace of Fire and Fire next? Or should we go in directly?" Seeing that the black-robed old man did not give any orders, the gray-robed, skinny cultivator could not help but ask.

"If it were you, how would you make a decision?" The old man didn't reply, but asked a question in reply.

"If it is up to the disciples to decide, they will be allowed to enter. This place is not our Yin Corpse Sect's private area, even if we want to block it, there is no reason to stop it. If they were to forcefully stop the war, both sides will suffer heavy losses. " The gray-robed cultivator spoke in a neither humble nor haughty manner, "We have at least stayed here for so many days, so we have some understanding of this place. Rather than inflicting a thousand wounds on the enemy and inflicting eight hundred on himself, it was better to let them in. "Since they came in so hastily, I'm afraid that the cultivators who will lose to the restrictions here will be able to kill even more cultivators than us."

The black-robed old man expressionlessly looked at the gray-robed cultivator and a sliver of satisfaction flashed across his eyes. However, he did not say anything and only coldly ordered, "After the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, we are preparing to enter."