118: Chapter 118 Reunion at Baiyin Mountain

Chapter 118: Reunion at Baiyin Mountain! Yin and Yang Keys and Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pressure

Wilderness. A cold moon hung high.

Gu Shen had been speeding through the desolate mountains and wild ridges for a day and a night.

In the region of Baiyin Mountain, the Yin Qi grew heavier.

Miasma threaded through the withered trees. Gu Shen slowed his pace.

He reached up and wiped his face. The bearded man's visage from Thousand Faces quickly faded, and his bones slightly adjusted. A moment later, he transformed back into that gray-clad Loose Cultivator with an ordinary face and deep eyes, "Alias."

His magical power fluctuations also returned to Qi Refining Level 7.

In front of such a cunning and calculating person, frequently changing disguises would only be counterproductive.

"Crab, guard the surroundings." Gu Shen transmitted his voice softly.

"Understood, Master. There are no living heat sources within a three-mile radius." A faint vibration came from the terminal iron buckle.

Passing through a patch of black thorns, Gu Shen arrived once again outside that hidden underground cavern.

The area outside the cavern was deathly silent.

Gu Shen did not hide his footsteps; he stepped on the gravel and walked toward the cave entrance step by step.

Boom!

The moment he stepped onto the edge of the cavern, an extremely terrifying, almost tangible Spiritual Pressure descended suddenly from the depths of the cavern without warning!

Foundation Establishment Stage Spiritual Pressure!

This Spiritual Pressure was like an invisible mountain, pressing heavily onto Gu Shen's shoulders. The surrounding Yin Qi, repelled by this force, instantly dissipated. The gravel on the ground let out cracking sounds, unable to bear the weight.

A test. This was an attempt to intimidate him.

Gu Shen's eyes were cold, and he did not retreat in the slightest. He did not dodge or evade, and he did not even touch the gold-severing saber at his waist.

"Condense."

Inside his Dantian, his Qi Refining Level 7 magical power roared into motion. With a flash of green light, a layer of thick, tough wooden armor, resembling old tree bark, instantly appeared on the surface of his body.

But this was not enough. The Foundation Establishment Stage Spiritual Pressure was highly penetrating, and the invisible heavy pressure bore directly into his bone marrow.

Gu Shen stood his ground, and his dark golden iron bones emitted a dull, resonant ringing sound from within!

His entire skeleton, like tempered steel, forcibly withstood this terrifying Spiritual Pressure that would have forced an ordinary Late-Stage Qi Refining Cultivator to kneel and cough up blood.

The immense pressure traveled down his spine and legs, and was completely discharged into the rock beneath his feet.

Crack. The bluestone ground under Gu Shen's feet was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and his feet sank an inch into the ground. Yet, he stood straight, like a spear piercing the firmament, unmoving.

Ten breaths later, the silence within the cavern was broken.

"Hahaha..." A clear, resonant laugh emerged from the darkness.

That suffocating Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pressure receded instantly like the tide, controlled with ease.

"Fellow Daoist Chen. It has only been a short time, yet your Physical Body has become so formidable. To withstand thirty percent of my Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pressure while in the Qi Refining Stage without taking a single step back—your attainments as a Body Cultivator are truly remarkable."

From the darkness, Wei Lingfeng walked out slowly. He was still wearing that tattered brocade robe, but now his complexion was ruddy, and his eyes were like deep pools. There was not a trace of injury left on his body.

With every gesture, the aura that faintly harmonized with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi demonstrated that he had completely stabilized his Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Realm.

Gu Shen brushed the stone dust from his sleeves, his expression indifferent.

"Since Fellow Daoist Wei has successfully reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, why must you play such jokes on me? If I had stepped back even half a step, would I not have been worthy of a share of the Opportunity in the Myriad Insect Tomb today?"

Wei Lingfeng's smile did not fade: "In the Cultivation World, strength is respected. The dangers within the Myriad Insect Tomb are unknown; I must ensure that my ally will not drag me down inside."

His gaze swept discreetly over Gu Shen's hands. During that moment of confrontation, he had not sensed any sign of strain on Gu Shen. This meant the other party still had trump cards that had not been revealed.

"Since the test is over, it is time to discuss serious matters." Gu Shen did not waste words; he flipped his hand, and a jade box with a spirit-sealing Talisman appeared in his palm.

Wei Lingfeng's eyes narrowed. "The white bone yang key?"

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "The Black Sand Market has been turned upside down by the Blood Fiend Sect. Fellow Daoist Chen actually managed to bring this thing out right under Leng Wuhen's nose. However..."

Wei Lingfeng frowned slightly, "This yang key has been branded with the Blood Fiend Seal by the Blood Fiend Sect. As soon as the Talisman is removed and it touches Spiritual Qi, any demonic Cultivator within a hundred miles will instantly sense it. Carrying it is like carrying a death warrant."

Gu Shen sneered. "Then please, Fellow Daoist Wei, take a look and see if this death warrant is still there."

Rip. Gu Shen decisively tore off the spirit-sealing Talisman on the jade box.

Whoosh— A bone-chilling aura of cold Evil Qi spilled out. But there was no blood-red light. Nor was there any Formation warning. At the bottom of the jade box lay a broken piece of white bone. Its surface was warm and clean.

"This is impossible!" Wei Lingfeng's pupils constricted, and he took half a step forward, losing his composure. He stared intently at the white bone yang key. There was no residue of magical power erasure, no fluctuations from a Formation of Yin and Yang opposition.

"How did you erase the Blood Fiend Seal? Such a mark, unless removed using a special technique, would trigger the mark and alert the Blood Fiend Sect Cultivators even if a Foundation Establishment Cultivator tried to forcibly erase it." Wei Lingfeng's voice betrayed a hint of unconcealable shock.

Gu Shen casually tossed the white bone yang key over. Wei Lingfeng caught it, and his Divine Sense probed the surface of the bone fragment like a fine needle.

A moment later, he gasped. "You... you didn't erase the mark. You shaved off the very layer of bone the mark was attached to?!"

Wei Lingfeng looked up, and in his eyes as he looked at Gu Shen, a dangerous wariness arose for the first time. It was too barbaric, yet too precise.

The Blood Fiend Seal was attached to a very thin layer on the bone's surface. But in the Cultivation World, no Magical Artifact could achieve such uniform physical peeling without damaging the internal Formation patterns in the slightest. Even his Flying Sword could not be so meticulous. What kind of terrifying sharpness and control did this require?

"The method is not important. The mark is gone, and that is enough." Gu Shen looked at him expressionlessly. Physical removal, drawing the firewood from under the cauldron. The dimensionality-reducing strike of a Wasteland plasma cutting gun was naturally not something that could be explained by the common sense of the Cultivation World.

Wei Lingfeng took a deep breath, gripped the white bone yang key in his hand, and put away all his contempt. The Loose Cultivator before him, who called himself "Alias," possessed a mind and means that were definitely not inferior to his own.

"Fellow Daoist Chen is right. The result is what matters."

Gu Shen flipped his left hand, and a black bone fragment, emitting an extremely dense, extreme Yin Qi, appeared in his palm. One black, one white. The Yin and Yang keys. The moment the two bone fragments drew near, they emitted a faint humming sound. Wisps of gray-white Evil Qi intertwined and flowed between the two bone fragments.

Wei Lingfeng turned, facing the pitch-black rock wall in the deepest part of the cavern. "The Yin Evil Qi of this Baiyin Mountain is naturally a natural barrier set up to conceal the ruins of that ancient demonic sect. When the two keys are united, the gate of life will open on its own."

Wei Lingfeng slowly brought the two bone fragments together. Click. They fit together perfectly, transforming into a round Taiji bone disc.

Hum—! The bone disc instantly erupted with a blinding gray-white light. A gray beam of light shot out from the bone disc, striking straight onto the incredibly hard black rock wall ahead.

Rumble! The earth trembled. The rock wall, as if it were a living thing, slowly split open from the center.

A blast of ancient, decaying, and fishy-smelling primeval wind rushed out from the depths of the crack. The door had opened.

"Fellow Daoist Chen. Inside the Myriad Insect Tomb, the Formations are intricate and complex, and poisonous insects are everywhere. Once you step inside, life and death are unpredictable." Wei Lingfeng turned his head to look at Gu Shen, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Gu Shen gripped the hilt of his saber without the slightest hesitation. "Since we are here, there is no reason to return empty-handed. Please."

The two stood side by side. They transformed into two streaks of light and stepped into the split, dark abyss without hesitation.