320: Chapter 317 Where is the True Upper Realm?

Chu Weiwei put down the Jade Slip with some disappointment and picked up several animal skin scrolls.

The characters on these animal skins were extremely strange, being neither the common cultivation script of the Lower Realm nor the usual runes of the Immortal Realm; they looked as if they were pieced together from distorted insects.

"Senior Su, these characters... I seem to have seen something similar in the most ancient Incomplete Manuals of the Hehuan Sect."

Yan Rusi gathered her courage and leaned forward, scrutinizing the symbols on the animal skins with her brows tightly furrowed.

"This seems to be some kind of lost Primordial Divine Script, said to be the language used by those Innate Gods and Demons when heaven and earth first opened."

"Can you read it?" Su Lin looked at her.

Yan Rusi shook her head with a bitter smile. "I am poorly informed and can only recognize a few tiny radicals. This script is too profound and contains the truths of the Great Dao; if one tries to decipher it by force, it is very easy to suffer damage to the Divine Soul."

Su Lin did not speak.

He walked to the long table, his gaze sweeping across the mountain of ancient books, finally stopping on an extremely inconspicuous black bone fragment.

This bone fragment was pressed at the very bottom, its surface devoid of any luster, looking as ordinary as the remains of a wild beast picked up randomly from the roadside.

But the world tree sapling growing slowly inside Su Lin's body gave a sudden, extremely longing throb the moment it saw this bone fragment.

He reached out and pulled the black bone fragment out.

It felt extremely heavy in his hand.

Su Lin slowly extended his Divine Sense into the bone fragment.

The expected resistance did not appear; the space inside the bone fragment was extremely empty, containing only a residual image left by extremely pure Mental Energy.

The scene unfolded.

It was a vast and boundless starry battlefield.

Countless ancient gods and demons, their bodies large enough to obscure the star rivers, were fighting frantically. Blood stained the Universe, and stars fell and were destroyed like raindrops.

In the center of this chaotic battlefield stood a blurry, majestic figure.

The figure's face could not be seen clearly; he held a long sword radiating endless Chaos light, facing the overwhelming alliance of gods and demons alone.

"With my blood, I seal this realm!"

A grand voice, filled with endless sorrow and resolution, boomed within Su Lin's Sea of Consciousness.

In the scene, that majestic figure suddenly swung his long sword, actually cleaving the entire starry battlefield in half!

The massive spatial barriers were forced shut, completely sealing those ancient gods and demons along with that figure within an unknown dimension.

And the final shot of the scene was fixed on a huge continental fragment that had broken off from the battlefield and was falling toward the endless abyss.

The geography of that fragment actually bore some resemblance to the Taihuang Immortal Domain they were currently in.

His Divine Sense withdrew.

Su Lin's hand holding the bone fragment tightened slightly.

"Revered Master, what's wrong?" Chu Weiwei keenly sensed the fluctuation in Su Lin's aura.

"What is recorded in this bone fragment is a world-shaking battle from a hundred thousand years ago."

Su Lin placed the bone fragment into his robe, his tone low and solemn.

"This so-called Taihuang Immortal Domain is not some true upper-world Immortal land at all."

"It is merely a battlefield fragment that fell off during that ancient battle of gods and demons!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the three people in the secret room all gasped.

A fallen battlefield fragment had actually evolved into the cruel Immortal Realm that now exploited countless Lower Realm ascenders?

Then where was the true Upper Realm? "Those who call themselves high and mighty Immortals, those who set up the Ascension Reception Platform and harvest the Dao fruits of the Lower Realm..."

Su Lin's gaze became incredibly sharp, as if it could pierce through the thick ceiling of this basement and look directly above the heavens.

"They are nothing more than a bunch of thieves who stole control of this fragment and occupied it like cuckoos in a nest."

Just then.

The void spirit crystal in Su Lin's robe suddenly erupted with an extremely blinding light.

An extremely intense, high-frequency spatial resonance surged through the crystal, frantically battering Su Lin's Divine Sense.

The source of this resonance was deep beneath the floor of this secret room!

"Something is calling to this crystal."

Su Lin suddenly looked down at the floor paved with solid white jade.

"Let's go."

He gave a low shout, and Su Hongling, Chu Weiwei, and Yan Rusi quickly retreated to the corner.

Su Lin's right hand gripped the air, and the [destiny] ancient sword instantly materialized.

Without the slightest hesitation, he poured the pure Half-Immortal Essence from his body into the blade and thrust the sword tip downward fiercely against the white jade floor.

"Break!"

The sharp sword light pierced through the hard jade floor as easily as cutting through tofu.

Accompanied by a violent spatial tremor, the white jade floor collapsed.

A deep, blue passage radiating an extremely ancient and vast aura appeared beneath everyone's feet.

There were no stairs inside the passage, only a slowly rotating sensation of weightlessness, as if it led to another unknown spatial dimension.

The aura that was strongly calling to the void spirit crystal was coming from the bottom of this passage.

"Old Man, this place looks even more sinister than that monster just now." Su Hongling peeked down and couldn't help but shrink her neck.

The deep blue light inside the passage was not dazzling; instead, it carried an extremely deep, viscous feeling, like a solidified deep sea.

"Stay close, do not get separated," Su Lin instructed in a low voice, then stepped fearlessly into the slowly rotating weightless passage.

As soon as his feet left the solid white jade floor, the strange sensation of weightlessness enveloped his entire body. There was no sound of wind, nor a sense of rapid falling; the deep blue light from all directions seemed to have a physical lifting force, carrying them toward the depths of the earth in a steady but irresistible manner.

Chu Weiwei pressed close to Su Lin's left side, her hands tightly clutching his arm.

In this suspended environment, her delicate body almost entirely leaned on Su Lin, her moon-white skirt shimmering with a mysterious luster under the reflection of the deep blue light.

She slightly raised her head, even keeping her breathing extremely light, for fear of breaking the quietude of this moment of close connection with her Revered Master.

Su Hongling, on the other hand, seemed extremely uncomfortable with this soft way of traveling. She tightly gripped the hilt of the [no edge] great sword, her legs kicking futilely a few times in mid-air, her brows tightly knit.

"What kind of crappy place is this? It's so soft, I can't even find a place to exert force!" Su Hongling complained, trying to use her blood-qi power to forcibly stabilize herself in the passage, only to find that the fierce blood-qi was silently dissolved by the surrounding deep blue light as soon as it was released, like a clay ox entering the sea.

"Save your strength, Second Senior Sister," Chu Weiwei turned her head and mocked in a soft voice. "This place clearly has a very sophisticated spatial buffer formation, specifically designed to restrain someone like you who only knows how to use brute force."

"If you accidentally break the inner wall of the passage, the outside is a void wasteland leading who knows where; at that time, even your proud Physical Body might be ground into dust by the spatial storms."

Su Hongling snorted coldly. Although she was unhappy, she obediently restrained her blood-qi and allowed the invisible force to carry her downward.

Yan Rusi fell at the very back, biting her lower lip tightly, her gaze alertly scanning the surrounding deep blue light walls.

As the former Saintess of the Hehuan Sect, she fully displayed the caution an underdog survivor should have at this moment. She knew very well that the Taihuang Immortal Domain was filled with killing intent at every step; the more calm and peaceful a place seemed, the more terrifying the hidden dangers often were.

The descent lasted for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

As the depth increased, the deep blue light gradually dimmed, replaced by an extremely ancient and weathered gray mist. This mist was completely different from the Death Qi outside; it was not corrosive, but it carried a heaviness from having undergone the baptism of endless years.

"We've reached the bottom."

Su Lin spoke softly, and his feet finally felt the sensation of stepping on solid ground.

The scene before everyone's eyes suddenly opened up.

This was an extremely vast underground cavern, so large that the boundaries could not be seen. The ceiling of the cavern was extremely high, with countless stalactites emitting a faint white light hanging upside down. The ground was not level, filled with protruding rocks and deep gullies.

However, what attracted everyone's attention was not the scale of the cavern, but a massive object standing right in its center.

The altar was made entirely of an unknown dark-gold metal, divided into nine layers, each carved with dense totems of ancient gods and demons in battle. The carving of these totems was extremely rough and wild; just one look could make one feel the tragic aura of slaughter that had crossed a hundred thousand years of time and space.

At the very top of the altar floated a millstone-sized gray crystal. The surface of the crystal was covered with crisscrossing cracks, as if it would completely shatter at any moment, but the void spirit crystal in Su Lin's robe was precisely producing an extremely strong frequency resonance with this gray crystal.

"Such a domineering pressure..."

As soon as Yan Rusi approached the edge of the altar, her face instantly turned pale. She felt as if an invisible mountain had been pressed onto her chest, her legs went weak, and she involuntarily wanted to kneel down.

This was not any actual Spell attack, but the class suppression carried by the ruined altar itself. It was a relic belonging to the true ancient era, possessing a natural intimidation for these Lower Realm ascenders who now cultivated with incomplete Laws.

Although Su Hongling was not as pathetic as Yan Rusi, her expression was also very solemn. She leaned her great sword on the ground to resist the omnipresent pressure, her eyes burning with fierce Battle Intent.

"Old Man, this altar is very sinister. The blood-qi in my body is frantically warning me; some extremely terrifying beings must have died on this before. That bloodlust energy hasn't dissipated even after a hundred thousand years."

Su Lin nodded slightly, his gaze deep as he stared at the gray crystal at the top of the altar.

"You stay down here, I'll go up and take a look."

"Revered Master, let Weiwei go up with you." Chu Weiwei immediately grabbed Su Lin's sleeve, raising her pure little face with a bit of stubbornness in her tone. "The aura here is complex; if there are any hidden toxic miasmas or hidden weapons above, Weiwei can neutralize them for you immediately."

"No need."

Su Lin gently brushed her hand away, his tone calm but carrying an unyielding firmness.

The pressure on this altar will multiply with each layer. With your current Half-Immortal Bodies, forcing your way to the top will only damage your Dao Foundations. Wait for me here."

Having said that, Su Lin did not give his disciples another chance to argue. With a wave of his long sleeve, he took steady steps and stepped onto the first stone stair of the altar.

"Dong."

The moment his heel touched the ground, an extremely dull sound of a war drum boomed within Su Lin's Sea of Consciousness.

The surrounding gray mist rolled violently, and countless phantoms of broken weapons flickered in mid-air.

Su Lin felt as if he were in the center of that ancient battlefield from a hundred thousand years ago, his ears filled with the shrill wails of gods and demons as they fell.

But his expression remained unchanged. The [Myriad Heavens Star Chart] within his body slowly rotated, and the world tree sapling emitted a soft Chaos light, shielding him from all the sounds of slaughter that tried to disturb his mind.

Second layer, third layer, fourth layer...

Su Lin's pace did not falter at all; he stood tall and climbed this ancient altar filled with the pressure of death as if he were taking a stroll in a courtyard.

The three women below watched that green-robed back, each with their own thoughts.

Yan Rusi's eyes were full of awe. She knew how terrifying the pressure on that altar was; even standing at the outermost edge, she needed to fully circulate her immortal essence just to barely stand, yet that man could walk toward the highest point so calmly. This unfathomable strength made the thought of following him even firmer in her heart.

Su Hongling clenched her fists and gritted her teeth secretly. She hated this feeling of powerlessness the most and vowed that after getting out of here, she would definitely improve her physical strength by several levels; she could not always be unable to help at critical moments.

Chu Weiwei stood where she was, her purple eyes staring intently at Su Lin's back, her hands clasped together in front of her. She hated this feeling of being left behind; she hoped that every step her Revered Master took would have her participation. But she also knew that she currently could not withstand the pressure up there, and forcing herself to follow would only make her a burden.

"Once Weiwei develops a potion that can completely ignore high-dimensional laws, in the future, whether it's above the Nine Heavens or in the Nine Serene Yellow Springs, Revered Master can forget about leaving Weiwei behind again," she vowed secretly in her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Lin finally stepped onto the ninth layer of the altar.

Standing here, the pressure had reached an inconceivable level. The surrounding space was even severely distorted because of this pressure, and the light here became bizarre.

Su Lin stopped and stared calmly at the gray crystal floating in the center.

This crystal was older than any treasure he had seen in the Lower Realm. In the crisscrossing cracks on its surface, an extremely deep dark-gold luster was faintly visible.

Su Lin took out the void spirit crystal that had been resonating from his robe and slowly held it up, bringing it close to the gray crystal.

When the two crystals were less than a foot apart, they both emitted high-frequency vibrations.

The void spirit crystal turned into a streak of light and merged directly into the interior of the gray crystal.

In an instant, the originally dead gray crystal erupted with an extremely brilliant light. The light instantly illuminated the entire vast underground cavern, dispelling all the gray mist.

An illusory figure slowly condensed into shape within the light.