606: Chapter 606

Two paths hung side by side above the Luoyun Heavenly Abyss.

Everyone stopped.

Both paths were glowing.

At a glance, their auras were very similar—ancient, profound, and transcendent, as if they could truly lead to a higher realm.

But Qin Yun's gaze had already changed.

He stared at the path Ji Wuchen had pried open, the feeling of unease in his heart growing stronger.

That was not the aura of ascension.

It felt more like an ancient Seal that had been forcibly torn open, allowing things that had been pent up for too long to surge outward.

Gu Zhan stood to the side, his voice lowered.

"Something is not right."

Chen Yang also put away his nonchalance.

"This path does not look like a path of the living."

Both of them felt something was wrong, but the one who couldn't hold his composure first was still Ji Wuchen.

He was the first person to walk up to the path.

He was also the one who had pried the path open with his own hands.

Now that the two paths were side by side, if he didn't seize the lead now, the Opportunity would be lost.

Ji Wuchen stared at the path he had opened himself, the fanaticism in his eyes overriding his caution.

"I opened this path with my own hands; naturally, I should be the one to take the first step."

He took a step forward.

The breath of everyone behind him hitched.

Some looked on with envy.

Some were already calculating whether they should charge in as well.

Others stared intently at Ji Wuchen's back, waiting to see what would happen after he stepped onto it.

Qin Yun frowned, just about to speak.

It was too late.

Ji Wuchen had already stepped to the edge of the path.

At that very moment, the immortal light on that path suddenly flickered.

One layer.

Two layers.

Three layers.

The light that had originally shrouded the surface of the path began to peel away in large chunks.

After the immortal light fell away, what was revealed made everyone's expression change simultaneously.

Beneath the surface of the path, there were no immortal patterns at all.

Instead, there were lines upon lines of ancient suppression patterns.

Broken chains were embedded in the path, blood-colored restrictive marks crisscrossed it, and in some places, one could even see torn Seals and charred runes.

That was not a path.

That was a Seal.

It was an ancient sealed path that had once been used to suppress something.

The scene suddenly went quiet.

Those who had wanted to charge forward just a moment ago were now all frozen in place.

"This isn't an Immortal Path?"

"No, this isn't an Opportunity; this is a Seal."

"Ji Wuchen pried open a Seal."

Ji Wuchen saw it himself as well.

The joy on his face froze instantly, but it was already too late for him to retreat.

Just as the ancient sealed path was completely exposed, a foul aura slowly surged out from deep within.

The moment that aura emerged, Qin Yun's gaze sank to the bottom.

He would not mistake it.

This was that aura.

The aura of the "Emperor" who had once treated the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths as a hunting ground.

Ji Wuchen's action just now was equivalent to unlocking the door for it.

Gu Zhan and Chen Yang both looked at Qin Yun simultaneously.

"We absolutely cannot let the thing inside come out."

Gu Zhan's expression changed.

Chen Yang's eyes also turned cold.

But the next instant, a hand reached out from deep within the false path.

It was different from the hand in the depths of the Luoyun Heavenly Abyss just now.

This hand was closer and clearer, stained with foul Qi.

The hand was covered in black, foul Qi, and ominous aura dripped from its fingertips; the moment it reached out, the suppression patterns on the entire false path began to crack and shatter one after another.

The person it locked onto first was none other than Ji Wuchen, who was closest to it.

Ji Wuchen's expression changed drastically, and he raised his hand to unleash several life-saving trump cards.

Pseudo-Immortal Laws exploded.

Imperial light swirled up.

Layer upon layer of defensive Divine Ability were cast.

But in front of that hand, these defenses were all useless.

They shattered at a touch.

They crumbled at a grab.

For the first time, Ji Wuchen showed true panic.

"Get away!"

He roared, wanting to break free.

It was useless.

With one close of that hand, Ji Wuchen was pinned in the Void Realm.

His struggles at the Pseudo-Immortal level didn't even have much effect.

Ji Wuchen was finally afraid.

He was very decisive.

He abandoned his Physical Body directly.

With a dull boom, Ji Wuchen's Physical Body exploded on the spot, and his Primordial Spirit, wrapped in his life-bound escape light, rushed out of the hand's control and fled backward without looking back.

Once he retreated, the entire scene became even more chaotic.

Even a Pseudo-Immortal had to abandon his Physical Body to save his life.

There was no need to guess just how terrifying the thing sealed inside this false path was.

But the truly terrible part was yet to come.

As Ji Wuchen completely tore the Seal apart, the entire Luoyun Heavenly Abyss began to resonate.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Muffled, thundering sounds rolled up from the very bottom of the abyss.

The rift in the abyss was being torn wider and wider.

What was originally just a crack now looked as if it had been pried open by brute force.

The first thing to surge out was a black tide.

Patches of shadows, dense and countless, crawled out from the rift, like countless formless things piled together, lunging straight toward the direction of the two paths.

Following closely behind were swarms of Fallen Beings.

Even some ancient omens buried in the deeper depths were dragged out along with them.

This scene finally made all the watching powerhouses panic.

This was not a matter of a few people dying.

This was a catastrophe capable of sweeping through an entire continent.

The Pseudo-Immortal and the top-tier Heavenly Emperors moved almost simultaneously.

Those who had been guarding against each other just moments ago now put aside their desire to compete, their first reaction being to block.

Block the disaster first.

Suppress this ominous force first.

But just as they set up their stances, a bizarre scene occurred.

Those surging ominous forces did not lunge at the crowd first.

Nor did they rush toward the side of the Nine Great Heavenly Continents first.

It was as if they had received a unified command.

They swarmed around the crowd.

They swarmed around the Pseudo-Immortal.

They swarmed around the front line of defense.

Then, they all turned toward the other path that had remained silent and unmoved.

At this moment, everyone realized.

The false path was a Seal.

That other path, which hadn't been touched, was the real key.

Just then, a will pressed down from deep within the false path.

No true form was seen.

It was just a will.

The black tide moved forward.

The Fallen Beings moved forward.

Everything that had rushed out of the false path was charging at that real path.

Qin Yun's expression sank completely.

The worst-case scenario had appeared.

The truth about the Immortal Path had not yet been determined.

Yet the real path was about to be swallowed by the ominous force first.

If the real path were destroyed, polluted, or snatched away by that "Emperor," who knows what unimaginable horrors would appear.

Just as the black tide was about to drown the real path.

A Sword Intent arrived first.

It was just one sword strike, pressing down from afar.

The Sword Intent swept across the sky, as if someone from a great distance, across the entire Luoyun Heavenly Abyss, had struck down with a single sword.

The large swarms of ominous forces charging at the front were severed on the spot.

A huge gap was forcibly carved into the black tide.

Even those few fastest Fallen Beings were directly shattered by this sword strike.

Everyone was stunned by this Sword Intent.

Before they could even see where it came from.

A second thing had already descended.

It was a sapling.

It was very small.

It had only a few leaves.

But the moment it landed in front of the real path, it took root fiercely.

Its roots went downward, piercing directly into the abyss.

Its branches went upward, shooting straight into the high sky.

As its canopy unfurled, it instantly covered the entire real path.

All the ominous forces charging toward the real path, the moment they neared the tree roots, seemed to crash into an invisible wall.

One step further, and they would be shredded by the life force and Sword Intent hanging down from the tree.

It didn't just protect the path.

It also stabilized the ancient path itself, which was about to be polluted by the black tide.

The situation, before it completely collapsed, was forcibly stabilized.

Then.

From the highest point of the canopy, a figure descended.

A man.

He carried a broken ancient sword on his back.

He stood on the highest branch, his robes rustling in the fierce winds of the abyss, yet he did not move in the slightest.

He was in no rush to speak.

Nor did he release any pressure.

Yet at this instant, the entire scene fell into silence.

The false path surged.

The black tide remained.

The real path was protected behind the ancient tree.

The man with the broken sword on his back stood at the highest point, looking down at the entire scene.