"Could this be the River Map and Luo Book rumored to be carved on a tortoise’s back?"
Sikong Zhaixing appeared earnest as he studied it, then laughed, shaking his head, "I think it’s about as useful as those ghostly scribbles the old Taoist priests from Wudang draw. Ah hahaha!"
The group gathered around and looked at it for a while, but none could discern anything unusual. Jiang Dali, too, received no panel prompts.
Nonetheless, upon hearing Sikong Zhaixing’s words, he beca thoughtful, grabbed the dazed Sikong Zhaixing, tore off his cloak, and, without batting an eyelid, used the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber to cut open the thick skin of his palm, saring the blood on the tortoise’s back under the group’s curious gaze before covering the tortoise’s back with the cloak to copy down the design.
"Hey! I say, Great Village Chief, I understand you want to copy the design, but why use my cloak?"
Sikong Zhaixing looked at the folded and stowed cloak Jiang Dali was satisfied with and summoned the courage to ask.
Jiang Dali glared, "Of the people here, who else, aside from you, wears such a flashy light-colored yellow cloak? Darker-colored cloaks are useless for copying."
Sikong Zhaixing was montarily speechless, his eyes darting around, inwardly thinking, "If I could beat you, you big lunk, I’d definitely steal your valuable saber and pawn it."
"Since we haven’t yet encountered the Demon Dragon, let’s not hesitate and quickly investigate the War God Temple."
Xie Xiaofeng reminded.
"Alright!"
The group promptly stopped lingering and swiftly climbed the stone steps.
However, just halfway up, everyone’s faces turned quite grim, as the closer they got to the palace’s entrance, the weaker their connection to sensing Heaven and Earth beca.
This feeling was like being gradually weakened from the Heavenly Human Realm downwards, as if their Power Realm was regressing, even the Yin Yang Two Gods started to beco unstable, huddling restlessly in the ancestral acupoint.
Ding Peng paused with a heavy expression, "Why is this happening?"
Jiang Dali focused his gaze towards the distant door, "At what level has your connection to the sensing of Heaven and Earth been weakened?"
Ding Peng shook his head with a grim expression, "I’ve completely lost sensing."
"Ah?" Lu Xiaofeng furrowed his brow in surprise, "I can still vaguely sense and capture it, but the intensity is probably only comparable to when I was at the Heavenly Human 1 Realm."
Xie Xiaofeng furrowed his brow, "I’ve regressed to about the Heavenly Human 5 Realm state, and furthermore..."
He joined his fingers into a sword gesture and lightly touched his brow, the Yin Yang Two Gods began to attract the external Heaven and Earth Power.
A breeze accompanied by Heaven and Earth Power just arose, but swiftly dissipated without a trace, seemingly suppressed by a pervasive atmosphere.
Everyone’s expressions tightened slightly.
Xie Xiaofeng lowered his hand, pondering, "Moreover, the spiritual power required to mobilize Heaven and Earth Power is several tis the usual amount, and as for the Heaven and Earth Power that can be mobilized... you’ve seen it, in this state, even soone newly entering the Heavenly Human 1 Realm could achieve it.
It’s not just that our abilities are being weakened, but the closer we get to the War God Temple, the thinner the Heaven and Earth Power becos."
Xiao Feng also tried and shook his head, looking at Jiang Dali with a solemn expression, "I’ve completely lost the ability to mobilize Heaven and Earth Power, but the connection to sensing Heaven and Earth Power remains, roughly equivalent to when I was at the Heavenly Human 3 Realm..."
Ignoring Sikong Zhaixing, who couldn’t sense anything from start to finish, the group’s exchange made them feel peculiar.
Why then, were the greater Power Realms of Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng suppressed and weakened more, while Xiao Feng, who also was at the Heavenly Human 5 Realm level with Ding Peng, was not weakened as much as they were, and Lu Xiaofeng, who was at a lower Power Realm than Ding Peng, could still sense the existence of Heaven and Earth.
As for Jiang Dali, although weakened and suppressed, he could maintain a sensing state around the Heavenly Human 8 Realm, and was not as weakened as Xie Xiaofeng.
"It could be because we have all passed the Heavenly Tribulation, which is the only difference between us and them three."
Jiang Dali looked at Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Feng, analyzing, "And because I also passed Earth’s Tribulation, the degree to which I am suppressed and weakened is smaller, so for those who have passed the Heavenly Tribulation and Earth’s Tribulation, entering this War God Temple still has advantages."
Xie Xiaofeng nodded in understanding, "There is only this explanation."
Jiang Dali pondered thoughtfully and looked at the constantly humming Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber in his hand, his heart stirred as he tried to release it.
Imdiately, a greater suppressive force ca, making him feel that his connection to sensing Heaven and Earth Power beca more blurred, and the surrounding air seed to quiver and turn into a thick paste, making it difficult for his mind to capture and mobilize the thin, external Heaven and Earth Power.
This peculiar situation left him with so calculations in his mind.
The Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber, having passed Heaven’s Punishnt, was likely a sharp weapon capable of resisting the War God Temple’s suppression of Heaven and Earth’s sensing.
So why would the War God Temple resist Heaven and Earth?
Jiang Dali looked at the majestic palace towering like a giant mountain, and an audacious idea erged in his mind—could Shattering Void also be a defiance against Heaven?
With thoughts surging in his mind, he instantly harbored more expectations and charged swiftly towards the door first.
Having already co this far, everyone knew there was no turning back now, despite their increasingly weaker sensing of Heaven and Earth and their progressively weakened power, they were fearless.
Morning brings understanding, and evening allows death to be without regrets!
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At the edge of a rock face by a distant lake, Si ngba grabbed a vine hanging from the rock face, his sweat-soaked face filled with gloom as he watched the group climbing the War God Temple like ants.
At this mont, he was unable to stop these intruding outsiders from entering.
But he had one last desperate move left—awakening the Demon Dragon sleeping at the lake’s bottom.
He didn’t lie to Jiang Dali; four years ago, upon entering this underground world, he encountered the Demon Dragon but never engaged it in combat, as he was simply no match.
Even centuries ago, the Demon Dragon could duel with Chuan Ying, who had begun practicing the War God Chronicles, forcing Chuan Ying into dire straits. Though it had slumbered for hundreds of years since then, it was now close to the Realm of Returning to Truth spiritual beast.
Added to its copper skin and iron bones and venomous breath, the Demon Dragon’s power was practically the strongest under the Returning to Truth Realm.
Whenever he ca here, he was always cautious, so as not to disturb the sleeping Demon Dragon at the lake’s bottom, but now he would have to awaken it.
Upon awakening, the Demon Dragon would undoubtedly be enraged—even if it couldn’t completely kill Jiang Dali and his group, it would certainly cause great casualties and forcibly expel them.
With this thought.
Si ngba’s eyes flashed with radiance, forcibly casting the Heaven and Earth Changing Great thod, the Yin Yang Two Gods suddenly out-of-body, burrowing into a large ball-shaped fish with countless tentacles below.
The fish was imdiately disrupted by spiritual abnormal power, furiously thrashing its tentacles to churn the surrounding water, strangling large schools of fish to death.
The bloody water instantly surged and spread.
But this was not enough; Si ngba desperately controlled the tentacle monster fish, wrapping it with nurous slain fish corpses, plunging towards the lake’s bottom, spreading a pungent bloody scent all the way, which severely provoked the slumbering entity—the Demon Dragon—emitting an oppressive and terrifying aura at the lake’s bottom...
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(Requesting the emptying of monthly tickets at the month’s start, I’m aiming for the charts again, my fellow mountain village comrades)
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