18: Chapter 18 The Supreme Elder's Wise Wisdom

"Freeze!"

"Freeze!"

Two voices suddenly reached Lin Bei's ears in quick succession.

He could tell they came from different people, but both were from elderly men.

Sorry, you can't freeze me!

As his final thought flashed by, his body exploded with a roar.

Chaos Body * Void Soaring rank Magic Treasure * 100x!

Even Lin Bei wasn't sure how powerful it would be.

Perfected Yin Yue's expression changed drastically upon hearing Lin Bei's final words.

The dao bell of Qingfeng Blessed Land had vanished without a trace after that so-called Self-Detonation Immortal Master blew himself up.

Now another Senior Brother had come, and he also resorted to self-detonation right from the start!

"Damn it! Have I stumbled into a nest of self-detonating Cultivators?"

Having witnessed Lin Bei's self-detonation at Qingfeng Blessed Land, he knew that Cultivators from this School produced much larger explosions than others, so he was already prepared.

With a wave of his hand, a light barrier enveloped the Yin Yang Holy Son and sixteen Core Disciples.

But he still far underestimated the power of Lin Bei's explosion; last time was just a normal self-detonation, but this time, it was a Supreme Self-Detonation.

The light barrier couldn't even resist for a moment before instantly collapsing.

Perfected Yin Yue was pale with fright and immediately conjured another light barrier to protect the Yin Yang Holy Son.

As for the other sixteen Core Disciples, he no longer had the luxury to care for them.

Under the impact of the explosion, the sixteen people had no power to resist and were directly turned to ash.

However, right before they died, every single one of them showed a hint of relief in their eyes.

Under the influence of the Scripture of Deliverance, the hidden sliver of their true spirit only managed to emerge at the moment of death.

All of this was only the beginning.

The light barrier around Ji Yinyang's body shattered again after holding out for three breaths.

Perfected Yin Yue reached out, grabbed him, and brought him to his side, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

"Rumble..."

The shockwave of the explosion continued to spread, and the entire main hall collapsed with a crash.

Perfected Yin Yue's eyes nearly split from rage; if the impact continued like this, a third of the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven would be reduced to nothing.

"Seal!"

Suddenly, an ancient and majestic voice echoed between heaven and earth.

An invisible force firmly restrained the impact of Lin Bei's self-detonation.

Perfected Yin Yue rejoiced, "Grand Elder!"

Subsequently, Elders flew out from the various halls of the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven, joining the effort to counter the impact.

Half an hour later, the storm finally began to subside.

"Elder Yin Yue! What on earth are you doing?!"

He didn't answer the other Elders' interrogations, nor did he pay any mind to the pale-faced, trembling Ji Yinyang beside him.

Perfected Yin Yue dived into the ruins of the hall below, searching carefully through every piece of rubble and debris.

"What's going on? What is Elder Yin Yue looking for?"

After a long time, having found nothing, Perfected Yin Yue collapsed before a white-haired old man, weeping as if he had lost his own parents.

"Grand Elder, it's gone! The yin yang bell is gone!"

This single sentence stirred up a thousand waves!

The other Elders' expressions changed drastically and they shouted sternly.

"Elder Yin Yue, what did you say?"

"Perfected Yin Yue, speak clearly! What do you mean the yin yang bell is gone?!"

"Grand Elder, this matter must be severely punished!"

...

The Grand Elder flicked his sleeve, silencing all the voices.

"This matter cannot be entirely blamed on you. That Cultivator... was not normal!"

???

A group of Elders who didn't know the inside story were completely bewildered.

Why would that word be used to describe a Cultivator?

Only Perfected Yin Yue agreed a thousand percent in his heart!

Exactly! What normal person would self-detonate right from the start? And with such ferocity!

The Grand Elder continued, "When he triggered the self-detonation, I tried to suppress it, but it was ineffective!"

"Combining this with your experience at Qingfeng Blessed Land, I suspect this group of people possesses a special self-detonation method that can detonate Saint Weapon fragments..."

Perfected Yin Yue was stunned. "You mean to say that the dao bell of Qingfeng Blessed Land and the yin yang bell didn't just disappear for no reason, but were actually detonated during the self-detonations?"

"Correct. That is precisely why their self-detonations appeared to be so powerful!" the Grand Elder stated with certainty.

Perfected Yin Yue nodded repeatedly. "The Grand Elder is wise!"

Ignoring his flattery, the Grand Elder turned his gaze toward Ji Yinyang, who was still shaken. His eyes turned cold, and his voice boomed like thunder.

"What? Has such a small matter shaken your Dao Heart?"

Ji Yinyang's delicate frame trembled, and much of the confusion in his eyes vanished.

"I just..."

"No more 'justs'! Remember, among those of your generation, your strength is second to none! Today was simply a case of encountering a bizarre Cultivator, but that is ultimately just a trivial trick!"

"In three months, the Spirit Refining rank Desolate Ancient Secret Realm will open. That is where you will compete with the other Prodigies of your generation in the Eastern Wasteland. When the time comes, do not tarnish the reputation of Yin Yang Cave-Heaven!"

"Yes!" At this moment, the confusion in Ji Yinyang's eyes completely disappeared, and he once again radiated the light of confidence.

Before, he had truly been afraid.

Under the impact of Lin Bei's self-detonation, he felt like a lonely boat in the vast ocean, liable to be swallowed up at any moment.

The old man saw the change in Ji Yinyang and breathed a secret sigh of relief.

He wasn't actually certain about his theory regarding Lin Bei; the reason he spoke so confidently was all to guide Ji Yinyang.

In this Golden Great Era, Ji Yinyang was the hope of their Yin Yang Cave-Heaven.

High above, in a place unreachable by the naked eye or spiritual sense.

An old man lay among the clouds, clutching a large chicken leg, curling his lip in disdain.

"Even I couldn't freeze that kid's self-detonation, and you think you could? Saint Weapon? Pfft!"

"No, that kid isn't that stupid. He must have some means of resurrection. It's rare for a boy to appear who interests this old man; I have to go find him!"

As he muttered to himself, the old man vanished as if he had never existed.

In the Eastern Wasteland, near the southwestern region, there was a lake so vast it spanned tens of thousands of miles.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

A series of bubbles rose from the bottom of the lake, and then a figure soared into the sky.

Bursts of fragrance were spat from his mouth.

"Screw you, System! Why didn't you let me just crawl out of the ground? I almost choked to death the moment I opened my eyes! Are you trying to murder your host? Come on, tell me, does choking to death count as seeking death?"

"Ding! Host has successfully sought death! Congratulations on receiving the reward: Nine Revolutions Golden Body Art, Fourth Revolution!"

"Congratulations on receiving the reward: 100,000 units of divine source liquid!"

"Congratulations on receiving the reward: Cultivation Technique, Divine Stealth!"

"Ding! Host, please note that the cooldown for seeking death this time is fifteen days and eleven shichen!"

The System chose to shut Lin Bei's foul mouth with rewards!

100,000 units of divine source liquid?

100,000 units of divine source liquid!

For a moment, only these words echoed in Lin Bei's ears, and drool uncontrollably trickled down.

Spirit Stones were just low-level currency among Cultivators on the Desolate Ancient Continent; Source Stones were the high-grade stuff!

Even though Li Qingfeng had given him five hundred million Spirit Stones before, if he used them to buy Source Stones, he might not even get 10 units.

Not to mention Divine Source Stones, which were a thousand times more precious than ordinary Source Stones!

And divine source liquid was far more precious than Divine Source Stones!

With a thought, Lin Bei entered his Portable Space and stood before a small lake.

In the lake, divine source liquid flowed slowly.

"If this small lake appeared on the Desolate Ancient Continent, I wonder how many Cultivators would lose their lives over it..."

Hmm? Wait!

Recovering from the excitement of his massive wealth, Lin Bei finally noticed something was wrong.

Something was wrong with his body!