Chapter 695: Chapter 25 The Plight of the Human Race
Lu Qingshan and the nine hundred and ninety-nine Human Cultivators experienced spatial changes in the teleportation Spiritual Light and, in the blink of an eye, were directly transported from the plaza to the mountain peak closest to Yun Pass.
Yun Pass stood towering before them.
At first glance, unlike the earthly world’s city passes, Yun Pass, as the bulwark against the Demon Race, was constructed by grand Cultivators with the power to move mountains and reverse seas, its majesty beyond imagination.
Cut with precision, chunks of teoric iron were stacked to form towering city walls, hundreds of ters high, with Formation Patterns engraved upon them, looking from afar like majestic mountains, akin to a coiling dragon, imposing and extraordinary.
Yun Pass, through thousands of years of erosion by wind and rain and the repeated assaults by the Demon Race, had many disorderly marks on its walls.
Yet it still stood steadfast in the middle of the Heavenly Mountain, blocking before the Abyss, suppressing all, cutting off the way of the Demon Race, and with even more layers of historical profundity, as if recounting the grandeur and prosperity this Eastern Domain pass once knew.
“This is Yun Pass…” Lu Qingshan murmured.
“Newcors have arrived.” Calls rang out in succession.
The next mont, about a dozen Cultivators wearing black Mystic Armor appeared before them.
The leading Cultivator had a scar from a slash on his face, which looked horrific and nacing.
This caused many Cultivators to cast sidelong glances, revealing a trace of astonishnt.
It wasn’t fear, but rather perplexity that they felt, because with the magic of Cultivators, even severed limbs could be regenerated, so how could one have scars left on his face?
The Cultivator with the slash scar seed to notice the surprise in the newcors’ eyes, a fierce light flickered through his own as he boisterously laughed, “Lads, are you wondering why I have this scar on my face?”
He paused for a mont, revealing the answer with pride, “It was left by a War Demon!”
Lu Qingshan’s mind stirred, imdiately understanding why the slashed-face Cultivator seed so proud.
Just as the apex of the food chain hosts fewer beings, it is similar in this case.
The War Demons, being the most esteed Holy Bloodline among the Demon Race, have a correspondingly small total population.
Although it’s said that the Eastern Domain is opposing the War Demon Clan, in reality, most of the ti, the Cultivators of the Eastern Domain face affiliated tribes of the War Demon Clan.
Yet the Cultivator before them not only had encountered a War Demon but also managed to survive and stand before them, a aning that anyone could understand with a little thought.
In Yun Pass, killing a War Demon is considered the most supre of battle rits! How could one not be proud?
“The weapons held by War Demons are all imbued with Indestructible Demonic Qi. Once you are slashed with them, it’s nearly impossible for you to expel this Demonic Qi.”
The Cultivator with the slash scar explained further to the newcors, grinning, “That ans, the wounds inflicted by War Demons are incurable and will exist forever.
And every once in a while, the Demonic Qi attached to the wound will flare up, causing excruciating pain.”
This was why the scar on his face had always remained—not by choice but because there was nothing he could do about it.
And behind this calm statent, one could imagine how much pain the slashed-face Cultivator had endured because of this wound.
“Let’s not talk about those things anymore,” the slashed-face Cultivator shouted loudly, “Newcors, if any of you wish to enter Yun Pass, first you need to have your own identity marks…”
As he spoke, a hazy and illusory crystal card appeared in his hand. Then the Cultivator with the slash scar casually picked a new Cultivator, “Co out for a mont.”
The new Cultivator he pointed to hurriedly stepped forward.
The slashed-face Cultivator passed the illusory crystal card to the newcor, “Probe into the crystal card with your Divine Sense.”
Following his instruction, the new Cultivator probed into the crystal card with his Divine Sense.
The next mont, the crystal card suddenly lit up, and then its shape bizarrely twisted, rapidly changing to form a dragon-like silhouette of light, which circled in the air before finally resolving into a well-engraved “Xia” character.
“If you are Cultivators from a Sect or family, before coming to Yun Pass, your family or Sect should have given you an item representing your Sect or family identity, and you shall imprint your mark onto the item.
If you are a Loose Cultivator, let know, and we will provide a specialized Loose Cultivator token here,” the slashed-face Cultivator added.
The new Cultivator chosen by the slashed-face Cultivator was not a Loose Cultivator. He promptly took out a Sect Token from his Storage Ring, then pressed the “Xia” character into the token.
A flash of brilliance passed over the token and, though it seed unchanged at first glance, it was now endowed with much more.
“The token imprinted with your identity mark will have three important functions.
First, it will serve as your pass in and out of Yun Pass, as well as the other Six Mountains and even Heavenly River City, and will be completely bound to you personally.
Only you can use the special abilities of this token.
Second, it will also record your battle achievents in the foreign territories and convert them into battle rits for you to view at any ti.
However, rember that you must carry the imprinted token on your person.
Because once you put the token into a Storage Ring, it won’t be able to record your battle achievents anymore, and you’ll have no one to bla but yourself if you can’t claim your battle rits.
Lastly, within this identity mark, there is also a record of the Spirit Material treasury that can be exchanged for battle rits, which you can probe with your Divine Sense at any ti too.”
The slashed-face Cultivator then elaborately explained the functions of the token.
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