The Prodigies War

Chapter 1740: Burial Spirit Dead Tree

The black-robed monk found it absurd.

Lin Xun was a ruthless man who had killed Yan Chunjun, Lu Ang, Gu Cangxin, Tao Jianxing, Kun Jiulin and other supreme Big Saints.

How would someone who was able to obtain the dao scripture Treasure Refining Dao Qi and escape unscathed and also wipe out all enemies in the battle of Imperial Dragon Mountain be an insignificant character to the Holy Illumination Ancient Sect?

Moreover, his bounty and ranking on the Holy Punishment List were so low!

The black-robed monk did not feel too good after learning about this.

A person who our Earth Treasury Realm has declared a serious heretic was only one of the insignificant little targets of your Holy Illumination Ancient Sect. Doesn’t this make our Earth Treasury Realm look incompetent?

Sha Liuqing chuckled, “Don’t misunderstand, the ranking was decided by the Holy Illumination Ancient Sect before I entered the Kunlun Dominion. We did not know much about that kid, so we thought he was only an insignificant character.

“My purpose of coming to the Kunlun Dominion was not to hunt down that kid, but later on I found that he was no ordinary person.

“I am sure that if I bring his head back to the sect, the bounty I receive will be several times more than thirty dao crystals!”

Dao crystals were born from the primal chaos origin of all heavens. It has miraculous and beneficial effects on the cultivation of those at the Big Saint Stage and above.

Additionally, dao crystals were a rare form of currency in the Ancient Nebula Road.

The value of one crystal was comparable to that of a thousand-year-old aeth herb!

For Big Saint experts, dao crystals were unquestionably the best trading currency.

After hearing Sha Liuqing’s explanation, the black-robed monk began to calm down.

He proposed, “That guy is difficult to deal with and he holds many rare treasures. If we can capture and kill him, we will gain abundant spoils. Why don’t we work together?”

Sha Liuqing’s eyes flashed. “How will we work together?”

“We will equally split the spoils.”

“Fine!” Sha Liuqing agreed after a thought.

Lin Xun’s strength had also made him raise his guard. If he could work with a fierce character from the Earth Treasury Realm who held the rank of a Netherworld Ferryman Arhat, then his chances of success would undoubtedly be much greater.

The title of Netherworld Ferryman Arhat could only be held by top figures at the Big Saint Stage in the Earth Treasury Realm.

The black-robed monk had the Buddhist name Ku Du, but in the Ancient Nebula Underworld he was known as the Blood Arhat to countless vicious and evil characters!

This was because his hands had been stained with the blood of tens of thousands.

……

On this day, someone spread the news that Lin Xun was heading to Fengshan Platform and this rapidly circulated throughout Kunlun Ruins and caught the attention of countless people.

……

A chilling and silent ancient land, a broken sky, blood-red earth...

This was a mysterious and treacherous forbidden area.

Lin Xun and the others were teleported to this world by the five-colored altar.

Almost right away, they each brought out their treasures and weapons and was on high alert

“Everyone, from this moment on, dangers can lurk anywhere. Whether or not we can reach the Fengshan Platform will depend on our ability.”

As Meng Yi inhaled deeply, his eyes turned unfathomable.

A dao diagram crafted from ancient beast skin hovered above his head, sprinkling endless misty light to shroud his body.

In his hand, he held a jade-white tortoise-shell compass to tell the direction.

Lin Xun looked over and saw that Ji Qian and Jiang Heng were also fully armed.

Buzz!

Immediately, he summoned the Broken Blade, concealed the Dao Immeasurable Bottle in his hand, and circulated qi around him.

A’hu also dared not be careless and prepared herself. With a flutter of her dress, wisps of intense purple dao light surfaced from her palm.

Meng Yi couldn’t help but take another look, seeming surprised, but he did not say anything.

“Let’s go.”

He flew into the air and led the way, consciously avoiding any spatial teleportation arts.

This was not because he was restricted by the law power of heaven and earth, but because this forbidden land was riddled with deadly dangers and terrible disasters.

Using spatial teleportation was no different from seeking death.

The group carefully navigated forward, as if maneuvering through the long river of time was blowing in their face the breath of years and time.

Noticing this, everyone felt their hearts palpitate.

Unquestionably it was the undulation of the law of time, spreading like a trickle in the treacherous forbidden grounds.

Fortunately, they were all on full alert and possessed a cultivation base of the supreme Big Saint Stage. If it was any weaker cultivators, they likely would not be able to bear the terrifying erosion of the power of time. Their lives would wither at an alarming rate until they decayed and died!

“The secret of time is regarded as the ultimate law power. Even among Emperors, very few people have been able to grasp and control it,” Meng Yi said gravely. “I never imagined that the time law power would be so palpable in the Fengshan forbidden grounds. It’s like an undulating tide.”

Lin Xun remained quiet, trying to comprehend the power of time.

Chi!

A strand of his hair instantly turned snow-white, withered and died, as if punished by the power of time.

Lin Xun trembled inwardly and dared not act recklessly anymore.

This forbidden land was very desolate. Everywhere was scenes of barrenness and dilapidation as far as the eye could see. The star remains floating in the void were all damaged and mottled.

Fragments of shattered broken worlds had become floating pieces of land, like corpses that had fallen in the long river of time.

A bleak and oppressive atmosphere pervaded the world and a dead silence reigned, making this place seem even more eerie and chilling. It was unknown what had happened in the ancient times to turn this forbidden area into this state.

“Legend has it that the world withered, the stars fell, and time fell into ruin. Only the Fengshan Platform stood for eternity.”

A’hu sent a voice transmission to Lin Xun, “Now it seems like it’s true.”

Lin Xun couldn’t help but gasp.

The world withered!

The stars fell!

Time fell into ruin!

Only the Fengshan Platform stood for eternity!

Anyone who attempted to understand the meaning of those words would be stricken to the core. Who would dare to imagine that such a bizarre place existed in the world?

Suddenly, a strange swishing broke the dead silence and chilling atmosphere. It sounded like the gurgling of a brook, and it was coming from a distance.

“Heavens, what is that?” Jiang Heng cried out, her eyes bulging wide.

The faces of Lin Xun and the others also contorted with terror. A snow-white river was flowing down from the sky.

The river water was spotlessly white, crystal clear, without a trace of impurities. As it flowed from the sky, it cast splendid, captivating light upon the world.

Staring at it, one seemed to see it reflecting the changing seasons, the passing of years, and the ups and downs of life!

“Run!”

Meng Yi and A’hu turned ashen-faced, as if they had encountered the most frightening thing in the world. They frantically bolted away with Lin Xun and the others.

Just as Lin Xun was looking confused, he saw the river crash into one of the floating pieces of land and instantly, the thousand miles of land silently corroded and turned to ashes.

The water droplets that splashed out from the force seemed tiny, but they smashed and exploded the nearby star debris!

The scene was as terrifying as the ruler of the universe crushing the stars and land with his hand.

Eventually, the scattered water droplets regathered into the snow-white river and silently flowed away into the horizon.

“That…what was that?”

Jiang Heng’s face was deathly pale; it was the first time she faced such a terrible situation.

“The Torrent of Time!” Meng Yi exhaled, still trembling with lingering fear.

It was a torrent created from the purest power of time laws. It was akin to the blade of time, able to sever everything in the world wherever it passed.

“Can that sort of law power be absorbed and manipulated?” asked Lin Xun.

“It’s impossible. In the past, mighty Emperors have trespassed into this place and tried to seize the Torrent of Time with their divine magical powers, hoping to comprehend its secret, but they all ended up with their souls shredded and dissipated.”

Meng Yi revealed a secret that made Lin Xun and the others gasp out loud.

Even Emperors could not withstand the power of time!

Unbelievable!

As they continued onwards, the world became increasingly cold and desolate, with more and more star debris and land fragments coming into view. It looked somewhat like a burial ground.

After a full hour, nine perfectly round blood-red moons loomed in the distant sky, emitting a dim scarlet glow.

“Blood Moon Wasteland...”

Meng Yi’s eyes shone with a frightening light. “Everyone, be careful. From this point, many strange and ominous monsters and disasters will appear.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Qian shuddered. “Brother Meng, take a look, is that the Burial Spirit Dead Tree?”

Everyone else also saw the tree. It was rooted in the void and stretched who knows how many tens of thousands of feet high into the sky. Its branches and trunk were dry and cracked, and its entire body was shrouded in swirling deathly energy that was visible to the naked eye.

Its countless branches were pierced with black holes, like innumerable graves.

The most peculiar thing was that the withered tree was not fixed to a spot, but drifted slowly in the void like a living being.

At this moment, Lin Xun felt a shiver all over his body, his hair stood on end, and his muscles tensed. A feeling of grave danger enveloped him.

Inside of the countless black holes on the withered tree were numerous dark shadows.

Upon a closer look, they were actually corpses of humans and different creatures.

Their mind seas were all damaged and suffocated by a black energy of death.

When Lin Xun’s spirit sense cautiously approached, some of the corpses seemed aware and sprang up!

Swoosh!

Suddenly, the tree branches swayed violently, and alarmed, the countless grave-like black holes spewed out waves of deathly energy that blotted out the sky and the sun.

Almost at the same time, corpses marched out of the black holes, like a ghost army from hell, emitting monstrous terrifying auras.

The moonlight from the nine blood moons bathed the corpses in an eerie scarlet glow that amplified their terrifying auras.

Looking from afar, the withered tree was rooted in the void, corpses were standing ready, and the nine blood moons were glowing overhead. The energy of death obscured the world like ink.

The scene was beyond bizarre and terrifying!

“It is indeed the Burial Spirit Dead Tree. Brother Lin, quickly bring out the Flying Immortal Tablet!”

Meng Yi’s expression changed and he urgently reminded Lin Xun.

Buzz!

Without any hesitation, Lin Xun and A’hu both summoned the Flying Immortal Tablet.