242: Chapter 241 The Gate of All Wonders

"Open! Open for me!"

The eyes of the several Body Integration Stage Loose Cultivators who rushed to the forefront were now fixed solely on the gate that exuded endless temptation.

They even forgot that this was an unknown Immortal Mansion, forgot that countless eyes were watching them from behind, their greed thoroughly blinding their reason.

One of them was a burly man wielding a ghost-head broadsword, his muscles solid, his spiritual energy surging to its Peak.

He roared, and the broadsword in his hand transformed into a hundred-zhang long sharp ray, slashing fiercely at the two tightly shut crystal gates.

A deafening crash echoed through the sky.

However, something unexpected happened to everyone.

The seemingly fragile crystal gate, flowing with dazzling light, didn't even suffer a single scratch from that strike. Not even the flowing runic light on it fluctuated in the slightest.

"What?!"

The burly man's pupils constricted. Before he could react, a terrifying rebound force instantly surged back along the blade.

"Crack!"

The High Grade Spirit Treasure broadsword in his hand, which was of no small quality, instantly shattered into countless fragments.

The rebound force rushed into his body without any obstruction.

"Bang!"

This Early Stage Body Integration Cultivator, like a squeezed tomato, instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air. Not even his Nascent Soul managed to escape, directly crushed into powder by that domineering force.

Blood splattered on the crystal gate but did not slide down; instead, it was instantly absorbed by the runes on the gate, as if the gate were a thirsty maw.

"Third Brother!!"

The other two Cultivators behind him were scared out of their wits by the sight, forcefully stopping themselves and trying to retreat.

But this Immortal Mansion entrance, named the gate of all wonders, seemed to have awakened some mechanism from the previous attack.

The runes on the gate suddenly accelerated their flow, and a faint ripple spread out from the crack in the gate.

The ripple seemed slow but was as fast as lightning, instantly sweeping over the two Cultivators who were trying to escape.

"Ah!!!"

Two extremely shrill screams rang out.

The bodies of the two Cultivators, upon contact with the ripple, seemed to have undergone millions of years of weathering.

Their skin began to dry and peel, their hair instantly turned white and then fell out, and their flesh decayed and turned to ash at a visible speed.

In just two breaths.

Two living Body Integration Stage Great Powers, right before everyone's eyes, turned into two sets of stark white bones, which then clattered apart and fell into the deep sea below.

The originally noisy and bustling crowd, scrambling to get ahead, instantly became silent as if choked, unable to utter a sound.

Everyone froze in place, cold sweat instantly soaking their backs.

Those were three Body Integration Stage Cultivators!

In the outside world, which one wasn't an Old Ancestor dominating a region?

But in front of this gate, they couldn't even last a breath, and they died inexplicably without even understanding the gate's defense mechanism.

"This... what the hell is this thing?!"

"Time Law? Or what?"

"Too terrifying... Is this a True Immortal's remnant?"

The Cultivators in the back began to stir, their initial greed quickly replaced by fear, and many began to quietly retreat.

Above the distant clouds.

Old Ancestor Cang Ming and the other Tribulation Transcendence Stage old monsters still watched all this expressionlessly, as if they had long anticipated this outcome.

"Foolish."

The strange man wrapped in bandages let out a hoarse sneer.

"The gate of all wonders, profound and mysterious. If it could be opened by brute force, this Immortal Mansion would have been emptied long ago. Would it be their turn?"

"However, this is also a necessary sacrifice."

Another elder, clad in animal skin, said indifferently.

"This gate has been dormant for three thousand years and needs enough blood Qi to lubricate it. The deaths of these three idiots are not entirely without value."

On Su Lin's side.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of his disciples also became solemn.

"What a domineering Law."

Luo Ximei's platinum-colored right eye flickered with light. She tried to analyze the essence of the ripple but felt a sharp pain and had to withdraw her gaze.

"That's not an ordinary attack; that's the stripping away of years."

"Stripping away time?" Mu Qingxue frowned slightly. "It's somewhat similar to my Absolute Zero, but more Advanced."

"Old Man, this gate is a bit tough."

Su Hongling carried her great sword. Although she spoke defiantly, she didn't dare to clamor about going up to chop it like before.

While she was reckless, she wasn't foolish.

Although the burly man's earlier strike wasn't as strong as hers, it was by no means weak, yet he ended up being shaken to death.

If she went up, she'd probably just be a bigger firework.

"Revered Master, what should we do?"

Chu Weiwei shrank her neck a little, frightened. "This gate seems to eat people; that blood was just sucked in by it."

Su Lin did not answer immediately.

He floated on the sea, starlight swirling in his eyes. The power of the Myriad Heavens Star Chart constructed a complex analytical model in his vision.

"This gate is called the gate of all wonders."

Su Lin spoke slowly, his voice steady, which somewhat calmed his disciples.

"It is itself an extremely powerful Immortal Artifact, and also the defense hub of the entire Immortal Mansion.

The runes carved on it are Upper Realm sealing techniques, conforming to the principles of heaven and earth."

"There are only two ways to enter."

"One is to possess power far exceeding that of the array setter, to overpower with sheer force and blast it open."

Su Lin glanced at Su Hongling and shook his head.

"With our current strength, even with your Mahayana Stage brute force, it would be like an ant trying to shake a tree."

"What's the second way then?" Luo Ximei asked.

"The second way is a key."

Su Lin took out the cyan jade talisman that Old Ancestor Cang Ming had given him from his In my arms.

"This jade talisman is part of the key."

"Part?"

Cold Moon keenly caught the keyword.

"Could it be... there are other keys?"

"That's right."

Su Lin turned around, his gaze sweeping over the dense crowd of Cultivators behind them.

"This gate has nine keyholes, and it requires nine jade talismans to be activated simultaneously to open a safe passage."

"Old Ancestor Cang Ming, that old fox, only gave me one."

"The remaining eight..."

Su Lin's lips curved into a playful smile.

"They should be in the hands of this group of people."

His voice was not concealed, clearly spreading throughout the entire scene.

For a moment, there was another stir in the crowd.

Those powerful individuals holding jade talismans all changed their expressions slightly, subconsciously clutching their storage rings.

Although the news of the Immortal Mansion's opening was secretive, it was not a secret in the upper circles.

Many major forces had obtained jade talismans through various channels, originally intending to sneak in and get rich. Now, with Su Lin's shout, they were all exposed.

"Hmph, since everyone knows, there's nothing to hide anymore."

A gloomy voice sounded.

The crowd parted, and an evil man in blood-red robes, surrounded by nine pink skeletons, walked out.

Peak Mahayana Stage, Sect Leader of the Blood Skull Sect, Li Qianjue.

He toyed with a red jade talisman in his hand, his eyes coldly fixed on Su Lin.

"Kid, you have one in your hand?"

"That's right." Su Lin shook the cyan jade talisman in his hand.

"Very good."

Li Qianjue licked his lips, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"Since it takes nine pieces to open the door, then please, Fellow Daoists, all show yourselves.

But as for how to divide the spots after entering, shouldn't we discuss it first?"

With him leading the way, several more groups of people successively emerged from the crowd.

There was an Old Man in brocade robes from the Central Continent's Imperial Extremity Sect, holding a golden jade talisman.

There was a masked woman from the Northern Plains Ice God Palace, holding a white jade talisman.

There was a burly monk from the Western Desert's Vajra Temple, holding a yellow jade talisman... In a short while, all nine jade talisman holders appeared.

Apart from Su Lin and Li Qianjue, the remaining seven forces were all famous great Sects or powerful Loose Cultivators in the cultivation world.

These nine forces stood before the great gate, subtly forming a confrontation.

"Since everyone is here."

The brocade-robed Old Man from the Imperial Extremity Sect spoke with an arrogant expression.

"This Old Man proposes that after the Immortal Mansion opens, my Imperial Extremity Sect will occupy 30% of the exploration area.

As for the others, it's every man for himself."

"Why?"

Li Qianjue sneered.

"Just because your Imperial Extremity Sect has a big face?

This Black Sea is not the Central Continent; your rules don't apply here!

In my opinion, whoever has the biggest fist calls the shots!"

The monk from the Vajra Temple pressed his palms together, his voice like a great bell.

"This humble monk believes that those who see it have a share, but the one who opens the door should naturally have priority entry.

As for the others..."

He swept his gaze over the Loose Cultivators without jade talismans, a hint of ruthless compassion flashing in his eyes.

"This place is dangerous. Unrelated individuals, please retreat quickly to avoid losing your lives."

"Why should we retreat?!"

"Exactly! An Immortal Mansion Opportunity belongs to the virtuous! Do you want to hog it all?"

"Are we, thousands of people, afraid of you dozens?!"

The Loose Cultivators in the back instantly erupted.

Although they didn't have jade talismans, they didn't want to give up for nothing.

For a time, emotions ran high, the atmosphere was tense, and a chaotic battle seemed imminent.

"So noisy."

Su Hongling picked her ears and slammed her great sword onto the ground.

"Old Man, why bother with these Trash?

Since there are nine jade talismans, why don't we just snatch the other eight?"

"Then we can open this door whenever we want, and let whoever we want in!"

Her voice was loud, without any concealment.

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings instantly fell silent.

The leaders of the eight forces all turned their heads in unison, staring intently at Su Lin and his group.

"Snatch?"

Li Qianjue was so angry he laughed, and the nine pink skeletons around him let out piercing shrieks.

"What an arrogant little girl!

Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue off with such big talk!

Don't think that just because you eliminated a few small fry before, you can run wild here!

If our eight forces join hands, even a Tribulation Transcendence Stage Cultivator would have to think twice!"

"Exactly! You don't know your place!"

"Fellow Daoist Su, control your disciple!" The Imperial Extremity Sect elder also had an unfriendly expression.

"Control my disciple?"

Su Lin repeated the phrase, the smile on his lips gradually receding.

"The Imperial Extremity Sect's prestige is indeed not small."

The brocade-robed Old Man from the Imperial Extremity Sect was named Huangfu Qing.

A cold glint flashed in Huangfu Qing's eyes.

He didn't directly attack Su Hongling but suddenly turned his head to look at the thousands of Loose Cultivators and small-to-medium Sect Cultivators behind, who were still clamoring about everyone having a share.

"A bunch of ants, daring to covet an Immortal's Opportunity?"

"Scram!"

Accompanying this furious roar.

A vast and boundless Divine Sense pressure, condensed to its extreme, like an invisible tsunami, swept from Huangfu Qing outwards in a fan shape, fiercely crushing the crowd behind!

This was no ordinary pressure.

"Buzz!!!"

The space rippled visibly.

The previously agitated Cultivators, like harvested wheat, instantly fell down in large swathes.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The first few hundred Cultivators, without even time to scream, bled from their seven orifices, their eyeballs burst out, and they fell straight down, instantly dying.

Those slightly further back also spat blood, clutching their heads and rolling wildly on the ground, their minds completely shattered, turning into idiots.

With just a glance and an angry roar.

The previously boisterous crowd instantly halved.

Blood stained the Black Sea surface, and a strong scent of blood rose into the sky, adding a hellish horror to the already eerie gate of all wonders.

"…"

The surviving Cultivators were terrified.

They fearfully covered their mouths, desperately retreating backward, no longer daring to make a sound, their eyes filled with extreme fear of death.

Huangfu Qing withdrew his gaze, looking indifferently at the corpses on the ground, as if he had merely crushed a group of ants.

He straightened his brocade robe, which had no wrinkles, and spoke in a cold and arrogant tone:

"Useless people need not enter."

"If you enter, you will die."

After speaking, he turned his head and provocatively looked at Su Lin, his eyes full of menace.

"Fellow Daoist Su, it's quiet now."

"I wonder if your disciple still wants to snatch our jade talismans?"

In this Black Sea, human lives were the cheapest commodity.

One less person entering meant one less competitor.

However.

The scene they had anticipated, of Su Lin and his group showing signs of apprehension, did not occur.

On the contrary.

Su Hongling's face darkened.

She looked at the utterly dead Cultivators on the ground, the veins on the back of her hand gripping the great sword bulging.

"Old thing..."

She squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.

"You killed all my audience, so who's going to watch this old lady display her Divine Might?"

"And..."

She suddenly looked up, furious anger burning in her red eyes.

"Who are you to put on airs in front of this old lady?!"

"Those were my designated punching bags! Who told you to lay a hand on them?!"

"Boom!"

Su Hongling was utterly unreasonable. The air beneath her feet exploded with her stomp, and she herself transformed into a red cannonball, charging directly at Huangfu Qing.

"You kill them to establish your might?"

"Then this old lady will kill you for entertainment!!"

"Presumptuous!"

Huangfu Qing was furious.

He hadn't expected this wild girl to actually dare to attack, and with such a reckless, unprincipled assault.

"Do you really think this Venerable One fears you?!"

He pushed his hands forward, and a golden Imperial Extremity Seal appeared out of thin air, carrying the Aura of suppressing mountains and rivers, meeting Su Hongling's charge.

"Break for this old lady!!"

Su Hongling swung her great sword no edge, activating her full Law of Gravity.

A loud bang.

The golden Imperial Extremity Seal, upon contact with the great sword, shattered like ceramic.

"What?!"

Huangfu Qing's face changed drastically.

Before he could even summon a second Magic Treasure, the red figure had already broken through the golden fragments and was upon him.

A fist, not particularly large, rapidly magnified in his eyes.

"This... this is a Mahayana Stage Physical Body?!"

"Bang!"

Huangfu Qing's pampered old face took a solid punch. Despite his protective spiritual light, his nasal bone instantly shattered, and he spun like a top, flying out and plunging into the sea below.

Even with his protective spiritual light, his nasal bone instantly shattered, and he spun like a top, flying out and plunging into the sea below.

"Pah!"

Su Hongling hovered in the air, shaking her hand with a look of disdain.

"His skin is really thick; it made my hand hurt."