"Fellow brothers, follow to suppress the Ancient God!"
Originally, it was Qin Cultivator's forr life in the coffin that appeared, relying on the great furnace of heaven and earth to refine the origin of the Ancient God, but now that the other party has not controlled the past corpse to walk out, they have a chance to survive.
Before the Ancient God could kill them, they must seize the mont to refine the origin that had crossed worlds.
...
Xu Guang lay on a rock on Da Xue Mountain, the poison of life-cutting was being slowly suppressed, but since he had been deeply poisoned earlier, he temporarily lost the ability to move.
His gaze swept across Da Xue Mountain, searching for looming dangers.
Fortunately, after that terrifying soul-capturing force swept through, Da Xue Mountain returned to tranquility.
Through General Wei, he also gained so understanding of what was happening in the outside world.
What Huan Songzi thought of, he also realized.
He couldn't help but feel a chill of fear in his heart.
Qin Cultivator's sches were truly deep. No wonder he could silently, right under the noses of several Second Nirvana experts, take away Bai Xiaozhu and infiltrate the mine.
In the past, Yan Zhen was killed by him, losing the Dao fruit, it really wasn't unjust.
Such a forbearing, ruthless, unfeeling old silver coin, is hard for ordinary people to guard against.
After a long ti, he finally regained so mobility and began searching for the whereabouts of the Bronze Blood Gate.
The Bronze Blood Gate on this side of Da Xue Mountain was constantly changing location.
When passing by the glacier crevice where he previously witnessed Qin Cultivator being devoured, Xu Guang was extrely cautious. The hidden existence here was terrifying in the extre, even though at the ti Qin Cultivator had his Holy Artifact taken, he himself still possessed First Grade peak strength, yet such a person was silently swallowed by that existence, one can hardly fathom the power of the other at its full strength.
The glacier crevice appeared unchanged; even the traces left by the creature when it erged on the glacier had vanished without a trace with the mountain wind.
Xu Guang's gaze lingered for a mont within the glacier crack, then he turned away.
Unless there was truly nowhere else with the Bronze Blood Gate, he dared not reenter this glacier fissure.
He couldn't believe he could be so unlucky twice in a row, that the location of the Bronze Blood Gate would both tis be within the glacier fissure.
He drove the Source Qi within him, utilizing Daoist Technique, executing a Second Grade Daoist Technique - Thoughtful Sky.
This was a sophisticated Daoist Technique using weather changes to search for traces. The weather is sensitive, and any tiny variation can trigger a significant change in the Heavenly Phenonon.
Thoughtful Sky uses the subtle changes in the Heavenly Phenonon to find things difficult for ordinary people to discover.
After completing the Sealing, the mountain wind changed slightly, pausing around Xu Guang for a mont, then howling away as if alive.
Xu Guang closed his eyes, quietly sensing the changes in the wind and the ssages it brought.
After a mont, he began searching for the first suspicious location.
It was a mountain hollow where, at so unknown ti, a deep cave had appeared, emitting a faintly pungent, bloody stench.
Xu Guang paused to gaze, once more utilizing Thoughtful Sky.
The wind from within the cave told him there seed to be a terrifying presence inside.
Ultimately, Xu Guang did not enter. Through three deploynts, listening closely to the voice of the wind, he confird there was no blood gate he sought within.
So he continued forward.
For more than an hour.
He traversed the five places the wind had pointed out as most likely to contain the Bronze Blood Gate, leaving only the last location, which was that glacier fissure.
"Damn! How could I be so unlucky?"
Tens of thousands of grass mud horses galloped through Xu Guang's mind.
But helplessly, this Da Xue Mountain was not a place to stay long; he had to leave quickly.
Summoning his courage, Xu Guang returned to the glacier fissure that swallowed Qin Cultivator, cautiously peering down.
The deep crevice felt like an abyss from which the bottom could not be discerned.
The massive form he vaguely saw last ti was now completely out of sight.
Xu Guang's body was still sowhat weak, and he descended very slowly.
Constantly praying in his heart that the position of the Bronze Blood Gate was not so deep.
He did not wish to accompany Qin Cultivator.
Finally, after descending roughly three to four hundred ters, Xu Guang spotted the location of the Bronze Blood Gate.
He exhaled a long breath; this depth compared to the depth of the crevice should be trivial.
Just as he was about to draw near to the Bronze Blood Gate, an unexpected sound erged from the depths of the crevice, sothing not quite a living being, like the sound of a stone dropped from above, resounding after a long descent, or perhaps like the beating heart of so giant creature, or a low growl from a dreadful existence.
Xu Guang imdiately held his breath, clinging to the glacier, motionless, using Water Attribute Qi Force to command the surrounding ice to congeal around him.
The sound persisted for dozens of breaths before finally ceasing.
Xu Guang let out a relieved breath, ready to move forward.
But at this mont, sothing suddenly erged on the opposite glacier.
It was... a pair of enormous eyes!
One eye was calm and composed, while the other flowed with blood.
"This..."
This was a long, oppressive stalemate.
After an unknown period, the eyes steadily receded, as though another world lay beneath the opposite layer of ice.
Xu Guang instinctively glanced back at the glacier behind him – there was sothing there too!
Not a human face, but a grinning mask that, much like the eyes on the opposite side, vanished into so unidentified space as Xu Guang beheld it.
Xu Guang looked ashen and troubled, muttering curses to this haunted place that no one in their right mind would wish to enter.
The resentnt toward Qin Cultivator grew, yet Qin Cultivator was likely already dead, leaving Xu Guang unable to vent his rage on a deceased man.
So upon reaching the Bronze Blood Gate, he charged in headfirst, without looking back, seeing nothing left around him.
...
Though little ti had passed, for those in the mining district, impending death hovered like a sword of Damocles, with no one finding solace in being alive at that mont.
The conscious clung to hopes of survival.
The fallen began to revel in divine madness, singing hymns to the Annihilation Venerable, even if the Ancient God had no need for devotees like them.
The presence of the Ancient God grew increasingly distinct.
"Huan Songzi Senior Brother, are you ready yet!?"
In a cluster of clouds, eight individuals – two Nirvana practitioners from the Northern Emperor Institute and three from the surrounding mining districts – gathered.
They exerted all effort to shield their presence, while Huan Songzi concentrated on locating the node of the Mountain and River Great Furnace Array, intending to suppress the entrance of this Ancient God using the great furnace Qin Cultivator had previously set up.
Yet such a complicated array wasn't sothing that one could master imdiately, casually controlled by any passerby.
Huan Songzi, already a skilled master within the Northern Emperor Institute with respect to Feng Shui Array techniques, found himself troubled grappling with Qin Cultivator's setup.
The complexity of the array was extraordinary.
Its difficulty was no less than an array personally arranged by a Saint.
And the Ancient God's massacre approached its conclusion.
Enveloped entirely within the gloomy Dark World, a re fraction seed to extend from afar, a slender point – the fingertip of the Ancient God.
The finger bore no trace of blood, yet it naturally embodied Dao patterns.
Though only partially extended, the entire cosmos seed to quiver, as though unable to bear such a trendous force.
A faint voice echoed, seemingly from another space-ti dinsion.
"I... have returned!"
In that very mont, the array node Huan Songzi and his fellows tirelessly sought finally manifested!
The eight Nirvana experts, almost simultaneously and at all costs, channeled all their power into the node.
The great furnace of heaven and earth instantly roared to life, exuding an overwhelming aura that seed to refine all under heaven.
At last, the Ancient God discerned the anomaly.
A terrifying, furious voice erupted from Him.
"How dare you!!"
A pallid finger reached out from the Nine Nether, seemingly intending to rip apart the Mountain and River Great Furnace.
Huan Songzi and his peers could hardly withstand the Ancient God's counterattack – even if the Ancient God before them wasn't complete, unable to fully manifest a single finger with terrifying realism, the fundantal power discrepancy far exceeded what numbers could redy.
"Huan Songzi Senior Brother, I can't hold on any longer, co up with sothing quick!"
Cold sweat poured down Huan Songzi's face.
"Qin Cultivator sched for many years regarding this matter; there must be a failsafe. Everyone, look for it, this Ancient God surely has a weakness!"
Having spent centuries cultivating to the Second Nirvana realm, no one was willing to die here without understanding.
As they sought the failsafe Qin Cultivator had presumably left behind,
the Ancient God's finger began to pry open the great furnace's lid.
The entire Mountain and River Great Furnace array teetered precariously!
But then, within the pitch-black, deathly world, a dazzling light abruptly shone forth.
It was a gigantic Wolf Fang Club!
"Go back!!!"
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