Outside the barrier, a group of people was gathered. So attacked it with Magic Artifacts, while others used Daoist Magic, but their efforts were futile. There were even those who splashed black dog’s blood onto the barrier, but it was completely useless.
"The power in this barrier isn’t Yuan Force. It’s very likely immortal power, similar to that of the Beast God Pot. This ans we may have found the relics of an immortal," a young man’s voice stated indifferently from behind them. "But this barrier is difficult to open. The thods you’re using have already been tried by many Immortal Seekers and are just a waste of effort."
Yet no matter how calmly he spoke, his tone held a palpable arrogance. It seed as if he were naturally overbearing.
Hearing the young man’s words, however, the crowd showed no dissatisfaction.
The young man smiled faintly and continued in a level voice, "You are the twenty-first group of Immortal Seekers I’ve summoned from the Great Sect. I hope you can succeed in breaking this barrier. Now, allow to state my proposal. Listen closely..."
He was tall and slender with silver hair, clad in a white shirt, white trousers, white shoes, and white socks. His face was sharply defined and strikingly handso. His eyes were deep and profound, suggesting a man of both imnse martial prowess and wisdom. This impression ca not only from his deanor but also from his status and talent.
He was the illegitimate son of the Great Sect’s Honorable Master. He was approachable, calm, intelligent, and reserved—a man capable of shouldering great responsibility. Most importantly, his actions inspired confidence. His mind was ticulous, his plans were thorough, his advances and retreats were well-reasoned, and his insight was unique. He could handle even the most humiliating of situations with grace.
As a result, the Honorable Master trusted him, his subordinates willingly followed his orders, and everyone sought to befriend him.
Not only that, but his talent was also astounding. He possessed the Five Elents Spirit Root, with all five elents being of the highest grade. However, he always concealed his true abilities, claiming only to have a high-grade Water Spirit Root. His na was Luo Qingshan. His surna should have been written with a more prestigious character, but as an illegitimate child, he was given a more common, homophonous one instead.
In the Great Sect, he could only address the Honorable Master as "Honorable Master," not as father, dad, or anything of the sort. Everyone in the Great Sect knew he was the Honorable Master’s illegitimate child, but no one dared ntion it openly.
However, his fa was confined to the Great Sect. Soone once asked him, "Why not make your na known throughout the world? If you went out there, people like Zhao Tianxia would be nothing."
Many people had asked Luo Qingshan this question.
Luo Qingshan would smile and say, "Only those who survive to the very end are worthy of being my opponents!"
He was extrely confident in his own talent. His mastery of the high-grade Water Spirit Root alone was enough to qualify him as a genius. What more could be said of his hidden trump cards, which remained unknown?
"I have observed the situation. Using Daoist Magic and similar thods won’t work. In short, physical attacks are futile."
"Therefore, I believe we need to use physical strength! That is, we must rely solely on the power of the physical body to break this barrier," Luo Qingshan said thoughtfully.
"This..." His words left the Immortal Seekers stunned.
So of the Immortal Seekers had been born in the Underground World, where they practiced the Daoist Magic of Cultivation. Others had co down from the surface, where they had been experts in Martial Skills. So of them had, of course, been masters of external martial arts, relying on their physical strength to win. But after arriving in the Underground World and witnessing the miraculous Daoist Magic of the Immortal Seekers, they had long since abandoned and neglected what they had learned on the surface.
Now that Luo Qingshan claid that only physical strength could break the barrier, they wanted to cry out that they simply couldn’t do it.
Even if they hadn’t neglected their external martial arts, breaking the barrier with a single punch was impossible. The barrier was extraordinarily tough.
"Then there is only one thod left." As he spoke, his face twisted in pain, and he seed unable to continue. After a mont, he said, "No, let’s just leave. We’ll give up on pursuing these so-called immortal relics."
Hearing this, the others knew he had another way. They hurriedly rushed to block his path.
"Young Master Luo, just tell us! What is the thod?"
"Yes, why would you give up on it?"
"Tell us, quickly!"
However, Luo Qingshan simply shook his head, his brows deeply furrowed. With a pained expression, he said, "This thod... this thod is unimaginably cruel. How could I speak of it?"
With that, Luo Qingshan turned as if to leave.
The group of Immortal Seekers imdiately dropped to their knees.
"Young Master, we beg you to tell us."
"Yes, what is the thod?"
"As Immortal Seekers, our only goal is to find an immortal. We are prepared to pay any price."
Luo Qingshan looked down at the kneeling crowd, still clenching his teeth. "No, it cannot be done. The second thod is simply too... too..."
"Please tell us, Young Master, or we will kneel here forever."
"That’s right, we will not rise."
Seeing this, Luo Qingshan’s face filled with agony. He bit his lip, seemingly wrestling with an internal conflict, before finally relenting. "The second thod is to overwhelm it with lives. The barrier’s power is finite and depletes with each use. Once all its power is exhausted, it will be much easier for to enter the Abyss."
This statent caused the eyes of the Immortal Seekers before him to light up.
Of course! That’s another way. How did we not think of that?
"But... but who knows how many lives it would take to deplete the barrier’s power," Luo Qingshan said, turning as if to leave again. "I think... we should just go. I cannot bear to do such a thing."
"Young Master, you don’t have to."
"Right! Let us do it. This isn’t sothing you should have to do, Young Master."
"Young Master, we all know you are kindhearted. You cannot bear it, but we can."
"This will be our doing. It has nothing to do with you, Young Master," the Immortal Seekers declared one by one.
Yet Luo Qingshan still hesitated, his eyes brimming with sorrow as tears began to fall. "A man sheds two lines of tears: one for the River and Mountains, and one for the common folk."
"Young Master, you are too rciful!"
The Immortal Seekers continued to coax and persuade him, until at last, Luo Qingshan allowed them to proceed.
The Immortal Seekers sighed. In their hearts, Luo Qingshan was perfect in every way, skilled in both scholarship and combat. His only flaw, unfortunately, was that he was too kind-hearted.
「anwhile, Wu Tian and his companions were also approaching the Abyss.」
The plump girl was the most nervous of them all, having snuck a fruit from that Daoist temple. If the temple demanded she compensate them, what would she do?
"Taking without asking is stealing. You’ve already done it, so what are you afraid of now?" Wu Tian laughed.
The plump girl snorted. "But there was a wooden plaque in front of the tree! It said that only one with destiny could pick and taste the fruit."
Wu Tian was speechless.
The little creature in his arms cried out, "Then what are you worried about? You are the one with destiny!"
"You don’t understand, you just don’t understand." The plump girl had seen too much of the darkness in human nature.
Suddenly, as a gust of wind swept up from the Underground World, Wu Tian and his companions all frowned. The stench of blood is so strong!
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