129: Chapter 129 Spatial Turbulence

[On the altar, the red-robed person formed hand seals with both hands, a blood-colored pagoda covered in eerie patterns suspended before them, its body blazing with a fierce red light.]

[Several men in black channeled their spiritual power into the pagoda simultaneously, and those eerie blood-colored patterns suddenly lit up, casting a layer of bewitching red light over the entire underground space.]

[Lin Bufan gently protected you behind him, his gaze locked tightly onto the altar.]

["Go!"]

[Accompanied by the low shout of the red-robed figure, that blood-colored pagoda fiercely smashed down toward the altar below.]

[In an instant, countless streams of scarlet light surged wildly out of the pagoda's body, like bone-gnawing maggots, crazily invading the runes upon the formation.]

["Rumble—!"]

[An aura of terror burst forth abruptly, and the entire underground space violently oscillated.]

["Right now!"]

[Ring Old Man shouted sharply.]

[Lin Bufan only felt a familiar, majestic, and boundless power gush forth from the ring, instantly flooding into his limbs and bones.]

[He turned back to look at you; although it was still the same person, his eyes were completely different. You subconsciously took a step back and cautiously spoke with a feigned appearance of fear:]

["Junior Brother?"]

["Lin Bufan" nodded slightly, and the momentum on his body began to climb step by step.]

[In a flash, it broke through the shackles of Foundation Establishment, rapidly reaching the Core Formation realm, and without stopping, slowly stabilized only after reaching the peak of the Core Formation realm.]

["Teacher? Why not directly unleash Nascent Soul cultivation to crush them to death?"]

["You reckless brat! This is your own physical body after all. If this old man frequently uses cultivation far exceeding the Core Formation realm, it will inevitably cause irreversible damage to your foundation."]

[Ring Old Man's voice exploded in your mind, carrying a stern warning in his tone.]

["Furthermore, this act of possession is essentially a form of alternative body-snatching. If the frequency becomes too high, this overbearing external force will sooner or later backlash against your divine soul and completely destroy your physical body. You had better know what you are doing in the future."]

[He had always only made the stakes of matters clear and would never overstep his bounds to make decisions for Lin Bufan.]

[The cultivation world was fraught with peril at every step. If one lacked even a bit of independent initiative and the indomitable heart of a strong practitioner, then no matter how good their talent was once their realm became high, it would be nothing more than flowers in a mirror or the moon reflected in water, eventually turning into wedding robes for others.]

[There was even no need for others to make a move; when inner demons descended, they would naturally teach him how to behave.]

["Teacher, thank you."]

[Lin Bufan's sincere voice came over, bringing much comfort to Ring Old Man's heart.]

[This child was truly perceptive, able to understand his meaning after just a few words.]

[No sooner said than done.]

[The next moment, Lin Bufan's figure shot explosively toward the direction of the altar, a fiery red longsword flashing out in his hand.]

[Seeing this sword again, you only felt that you shared quite a karmic affinity with it, but it was a pity that this item seemed to belong to Ring Old Man, making it really difficult to get your hands on.]

["Courting death!"]

[The red-robed person noticed the abnormality and abruptly turned back, but it was already too late.]

[The longsword in "Lin Bufan"'s hand displayed power far exceeding the Core Formation realm, cleaving the red pagoda into two with a single strike.]

["No!!!"]

[The red-robed figure's eyes split open with rage. Looking at the pagoda broken into two sections, a trace of madness stained his eyes.]

[Rather than failing the mission, being drained of value, and dying in agony, it would be better to drag the other party down to be buried together!]

[He fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, spraying a mouthful of vital essence blood onto the battered pagoda body, and slammed his hands ruthlessly toward the core of the altar.]

["Shatter for me!"]

[Accompanied by his hoarse roar, an extremely sinister black vital energy burst forth from his palm, smashing straight into the formation eye at the very bottom of the altar.]

[At the same time, those two broken sections of the blood-colored pagoda were actually expanding rapidly!]

["Rumble!!!"]

[Earth-shaking explosions echoed ceaselessly in the underground world.]

[Following that, a horrifying scene occurred. The void beneath the altar shattered inch by inch like a fragile mirror, revealing the pitch-black abyss with no visible bottom behind it.]

["Dammit! Spatial turbulence!"]

["Lin Bufan"'s expression changed abruptly, his originally composed expression instantly replaced by solemnity.]

[That was right; this place was originally a weak intersection point between the spaces of two realms. Such a violent explosion just now directly tore apart the spatial barrier, and triggering spatial turbulence was only a matter of course.]

[Immediately afterwards, his gaze shifted toward you in the corner for the first time. After a period of changing expressions, he nodded as if resigned to fate.]

["Spatial turbulence is about to appear. Remember, under no circumstances can you release a shred of divine sense outward within the turbulence!"]

[After these words rang in your ear, you saw an ink-black jade pendant emerge in "Lin Bufan"'s hand.]

[After that jade pendant appeared, it turned into a stream of light and flew into your palm. Across the violent wave of air, Lin Bufan's lips moved silently, and then his figure swayed fiercely, being ruthlessly swallowed into the rampaging spatial turbulence.]

[You understood his meaning:]

[Clench the jade pendant tightly, you must survive!]

[Looking at the terrifying abyss expanding rapidly, your expression changed for a moment, and with a wave of your hand, you took out that red battle halberd.]

["Dammit! What ghost place have you brought this deity's magic treasure to?"]

[As soon as the battle halberd appeared, Feng Qiange's voice rang out immediately.]

["Hmm?"]

[You froze for a split second, not expecting that this wisp of his consciousness was actually still around. Then, remembering that Youyi could survive within the system space, you felt relieved.]

[When the simulation ended, this consciousness would naturally be obliterated, but right now, Feng Qiange's appearance might actually be a good thing.]

["Oh? It's Old Feng!"]

[You seemed to have forgotten the previous unpleasantness and instead greeted him with an enthusiastic expression.]

["I've encountered spatial turbulence, do you have any good suggestions?"]

["Hehe! Why should this deity tell you?"]

[Feng Qiange wore a look of disdain.]

["Then if I die in the spatial rift, you really won't have a chance to find this battle halberd anymore."]

[Hearing this, Feng Qiange's expression flickered for a moment before he said through gritted teeth:]

["There are no good methods. Your cultivation is too low, but encountering spatial turbulence of this level right in front of you doesn't necessarily mean you'll die. Just remember not to release your divine sense within the turbulence, otherwise you will be instantly shredded by the void evil gale."]

[Hearing this, you raised the black jade pendant in your hand and asked:]

["Is this item useful?"]

["Oh? Abyss-Fixing Jade?"]

[Seeing this item, Feng Qiange raised his brows slightly.]

["You have good luck. This item can protect your physical body in the spatial turbulence, so you don't need to worry."]

[Ring Old Man is still reliable after all~]

[That's not right!]

[Thinking of that trace of helplessness on Lin Bufan's face, it should be something he fought for himself.]

[Wuwuwu~ Junior Brother, Senior Sister will make good use of this jade pendant and definitely won't let down your feelings!]

[You carefully tucked the jade pendant close to your body, and only then did your gaze turn to the several men in black rapidly retreating. Your sight paused slightly on the storage bags at their waists, and a biting intent to kill flashed abruptly deep within your eyes.]

[It was all their fault; as a deeply affectionate dao companion, today you must avenge your Junior Brother!]

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[(Failed review, found the problem... In a single simulation, you can't have multiple people doing that... So annoying, gotta overhaul the major plot...)]

[(Tomorrow's update time is uncertain. I need to reconceive the plot, and the outline needs to be changed too. Sorry~)]