The overwhelming Spirit Power Reversal ford a sky-high Spiritual Energy Tornado.
A figure floated within, occasionally rising and falling, sotis high, sotis low, as helpless as a drifting duckweed.
With a physique comparable to a Savage Beast, he struggled to withstand the terrifying impact of Spirit Qi.
But he couldn’t find a way forward, nor a path to retreat!
Just then, a pure wave of Qi Power subtly erged from the wooden plaque at his chest, blending into the Spiritual Energy Tornado like ripples.
It’s the Nascent Soul Domain!
With the domain surrounding him, the Spirit Qi remained violent, but a calm area had erged.
Luo Chen’s body suddenly paused, stabilizing himself, his eyes revealing a thoughtful expression.
"I see."
To enter the Heritage Land through this Spiritual Energy Tornado requires a knack; one must utilize sothing akin to the Nascent Soul Domain to flow smoothly downwards, avoiding being torn apart by the raging Spirit Qi.
Thinking of this, he instructed Han Zhan to withdraw the Nascent Soul Domain, while his own Senluo Fire Prison unfolded.
Sure enough, with the appearance of Senluo Fire Prison, he too could move freely within the Spiritual Energy Tornado.
However!
Because his Senluo Fire Prison drew on his own power, rather than relying on the Outer World’s Heaven and Earth Qi, it ant the cost of moving freely was the rapid depletion of his own Qi Power.
"Other Golden Core individuals wanting to enter Ming Zhao Heaven must either possess a similar pseudo-domain technique or rely on the protection of a Nascent Soul True Master, or prepare targeted Magic Items like the Moyun Cave Lord."
Understanding this, Luo Chen stopped forcing himself.
"Senior, it’s your turn!"
"Alright."
The Senluo Fire Prison retracted, and Han Zhan’s Nascent Soul Domain expanded once more.
With a faint green light, Luo Chen steadily sank downwards.
After an unknown duration, Luo Chen’s feet touched down, reaching the deepest part of the Spiritual Energy Tornado.
The landing spot was a stone platform.
"Teleportation Formation?"
As soon as the thought appeared, the array spontaneously activated.
Luo Chen stood like a mountain, motionless, feeling his body being torn by light and shadow.
When that sensation faded, he found himself in an unknown place.
An ancient stone platform, hanging alone in the night sky.
Beneath, dark and deep, bottomless.
Outside the platform, an endless No Dust Wind blew incessantly.
Wherever he looked, there was only solitude; fourteen starry light sources were emitting radiance.
No!
Rather than fourteen, it’s thirteen, with one dimd to the extre, giving a sense of a blocked path.
As Luo Chen observed his surroundings, the wooden plaque at his chest trembled slightly and autonomously detached itself.
"Senior?"
In the air, the Soul Nurturing Wooden Plaque emitted a faint light.
The next mont, a figure fell out, it was the other Refined Corpse created by Chi Shi Upper Master.
Of two, one lted inside Vermilion Bird Mountain, leaving only this one.
Han Zhan’s Soul Nurturing Wooden Plaque landed on the Refined Corpse, and in a short ti, the originally lifeless Refined Corpse began to show vitality.
Its eyes trembled, slowly opened, revealing a sense of age.
"It’s been so long since I felt solid ground beneath my feet."
Han Zhan, possessed within the Refined Corpse, stomped his foot joyfully.
He looked at Luo Chen, "Give the Qi Sha Swords and Ten Thousand Soul Banner, lacking suitable tools on hand; in case of battle, I can assist you a bit."
Luo Chen nodded, handed over the Soul Heaven Sword Case containing the Qi Sha Swords and then the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
With these two Magic Items in assistance, Han Zhan finally had enough power to fight.
While Han Zhan familiarized himself with the Refined Corpse body, Luo Chen observed the surroundings.
Finally, he slowly raised his head, looking at the massive rock wall encircling the stone platform.
In the forefront, stood three words.
[Night Illuminating Zhao]
This is the third day of Land of Fallen Demons, Ming Zhao Heaven’s na origin.
Luo Chen didn’t understand, his gaze slowly moved to a line of poetry that caught his eye.
Nineteen paths of heaven and earth, speak fair yet strangely uneven.
The human heart’s unpredictability, even the masters have their defeats.
Montum like distant teors, sound echoes as hail falls late.
A ga before the court, the chilling sun yet again fades west.
"This is a poem about go." Han Zhan approached, glanced at it, and said slowly.
Luo Chen also knew, capturing the aning within.
The gist is straightforward, using go as a taphor for life, about the hardships of the world, the unpredictability of the human heart. Situations constantly change, one mont’s inattention could an a lifeti wasted.
The poem’s aning isn’t difficult, the puzzle is why this poem is placed at the entrance of Ming Zhao Heaven?
On this, Han Zhan couldn’t provide a better answer either.
"Let’s see the path ahead, lest we get caught by Tai Sui later."
"Would he dare co in?" Luo Chen asked.
Han Zhan chuckled, "I suppose he would dare! Haven’t you heard him say before, his body can’t rge with the main before leaving the Land of Fallen Demons. This restriction likely cos from the owner here, Refining Heaven Demon Monarch, doing sothing to his body. On the contrary, if he keeps his soul and body separate, he probably won’t be affected."
Luo Chen opened his mouth but had no words to refute.
His gaze fell on those fourteen glowing star points, slowly saying:
"This should be the way out."
Han Zhan approached, "Also the gateway to enter the Heritage Land!"
Luo Chen stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, glancing sideways.
"Do you wish to obtain the inheritance?"
"If you didn’t want it, why would you co in?" Han Zhan teased.
Luo Chen shrugged, "I can’t go back, Tai Sui’s avatar blocked the Falling Demon Abyss; even if I break through, Yue Cang Lan Abyssal Sea Region Dragon Sect, Hundred Crows Ghost Forest, two Fifth Order Spiritual Monsters would still stand in the way..."
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