119: Chapter 119 Opening the Tomb of Ten Thousand Gu

Deep within the fissure was a sloping ramp leading underground.

There was no light.

Only bone-chilling cold winds whistled out along the passage, like countless cold ghostly hands attempting to tear away the vitality of the living.

Gu Shen and Wei Lingfeng stepped into the darkness, one after the other.

The two maintained a tacit, safe distance of three zhang between them.

Wei Lingfeng walked in front, a faint layer of blood-colored spiritual light supporting his body. The mana fluctuations of his Foundation Establishment Initial Stage deflected all the approaching cold winds.

Gu Shen followed behind, without activating any Spells.

His steps were steady. The dark golden iron bones within his body vibrated slightly; the extreme Yin Evil Qi, which would have frozen a Mid-Stage Qi Refining Cultivator stiff, landed on his skin like a gentle breeze brushing against a stubborn rock, leaving not a single trace.

Wei Lingfeng swept a glance at Gu Shen from the corner of his eye, a flash of deep wariness appearing in the depths of his pupils.

Such a foundation of the Physical Body was simply like a humanoid Yao Beast.

The passage was extremely long.

They walked for a full half an hour. The cold winds ahead suddenly ceased.

The view suddenly opened up.

The two stepped out of the passage and arrived at an extremely vast underground cavern.

At the end of the cavern stood two bronze giant gates, ten zhang high.

The giant gates were covered from top to bottom in dark green verdigris, as if they had been buried deep underground for tens of thousands of years.

The gates did not bear the auspicious clouds or Auspicious Beast motifs typical of an Immortal Cave, but were instead carved with hideous and terrifying totems. Countless dense, strange insects were crazily gnawing on mountains of corpses, and even the sun and moon in the sky were being devoured by the insect swarm.

Myriad Insect Tomb.

Just one glance at the totems on the bronze gates made one feel dizzy, as if one's Sea of Consciousness were being torn apart by countless poisonous insects.

"We have arrived."

Wei Lingfeng stopped thirty zhang in front of the giant bronze gates, looking up at this magnificent ancient ruin, a burst of extremely intense fanaticism erupting in his eyes.

With a flip of his wrist, the Taiji bone disk, formed by the combination of the black and white keys, hovered in his palm.

"Open the door."

Gu Shen stood behind, his right hand resting lightly on the hilt of his gold-severing saber.

Wei Lingfeng did not hesitate; he forced a drop of essence blood from his fingertip and flicked it onto the bone disk.

Hum!

After absorbing the essence blood, the Taiji bone disk instantly erupted with a blinding gray-white light. As if drawn by some force, it transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight into the circular groove in the center of the giant bronze gates.

It fit perfectly.

Rumble—!!!

The earth trembled violently.

The two giant bronze gates, which had been tightly shut for who knows how many years, let out a teeth-grinding, heavy friction sound as they slowly pulled open to the sides.

A tangible, ancient poisonous miasma, mixed with an intensely pungent smell of rotting vegetation, surged out from the gap in the gates like a bursting flood!

"Hold your breath!"

Wei Lingfeng let out a low shout, instantly pushing his Foundation Establishment Stage Protective Aura to the limit to block the poisonous miasma outside his body.

A flash of green light appeared on Gu Shen's body, and his Wood Armor Technique formed instantly.

At the same time, he habitually recited silently in his heart, communicating with the ancient bronze cauldron deep within his Sea of Consciousness.

In this Cultivation World, regardless of what Opportunity he faced, confirming his retreat route at all times was the core principle of his Dao of Survival.

However.

Just as Gu Shen's Divine Sense touched the [Heaven and Earth Furnace].

His expression changed drastically.

There was no longer the usual feeling of seamless control.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, the gray mist of the Great Furnace seemed to have been poured into a large vat of viscous mercury, and its operation became extremely sluggish!

"What is going on?!" Gu Shen's heart shook violently.

"Master!"

The black iron buckle at his collar transmitted the panicked, single-player electronic voice of Crab.

"Spatial curvature anomaly! Microwave radar has failed! Behind this bronze gate, there is an extremely massive, unparseable high-energy magnetic field!"

"It has locked down the physical space of this area! It's like putting a thick layer of lead casing over the space here!"

Gu Shen's hands and feet went cold.

He stared fixedly at the bronze gate that was slowly opening.

"Can cross-realm still be used?" Gu Shen asked sternly in his heart.

"Yes! The dimension of the Great Furnace is higher than this Formation." Crab's processor ran frantically, "But Master, because space is locked, it will take time for the Great Furnace to tear through this spatial barrier!"

"How long?"

"Three seconds! Converted to the time of the Cultivation World, exactly three breaths!"

Three breaths!

Gu Shen's pupils contracted slightly.

In a life-and-death struggle at the Late-Stage Qi Refining, a single breath could decide the outcome. Three breaths of time were enough for a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator to kill him ten times over!

The invincible retreat route that was originally an instant transmission and could be logged off at any time had been slashed by more than half after stepping through this door!

An ancient Space-Locking Formation was set up here.

"No wonder the ancient Demonic Cultivators would place their core Legacy here. Once inside this door, one is a turtle in a jar; unless one carves a bloody path out, there is no escape."

Gu Shen slowly took a breath, suppressing the wariness rising in his chest.

Retreat?

The Opportunity was right in front of him. Wei Lingfeng had already stepped forward. If he retreated, this fortune that could allow him to Heaven-Defyingly change his fate would be handed over to someone else.

Moreover, he had prepared for this day for too long.

"Three breaths it is."

Gu Shen gripped the hilt of his saber, and the hesitation in his eyes completely turned into coldness.

"If there is no absolute retreat route, then I will kill until I don't need one."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, why aren't you walking?"

Ahead, Wei Lingfeng had already stepped onto the threshold of the giant bronze gates and turned to look at Gu Shen, who was standing still, with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Coming."

Gu Shen was expressionless as he took a step.

He stepped on the hard rock, crossed the bronze threshold, and officially entered the Myriad Insect Tomb, which was sealed by the ancient Space-Locking Formation.

Behind the door, there were no underground palaces as imagined.

Instead, it was an extremely vast underground world shrouded in heavy fog.

The mist was a strange green, and countless extremely tiny glowing spores floated in the air.

Underfoot was not rock, but a layer of thick, black soil that felt as soft as a sponge when stepped on.

Wei Lingfeng looked up at this underground world, spread his arms, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.

"The ultimate medicinal garden of the ancient Demonic Sect's Gu-controlling lineage. Fellow Daoist Chen, every inch of soil here is soaked with the mutated vitality of countless years. This is the true land of fortune!"

Gu Shen ignored his fanaticism.

His Divine Sense was suppressed to less than ten zhang in this green mist.

Rumble—

Just ten steps after the two entered the Myriad Insect Tomb.

The two bronze giant gates behind them, having lost the support of the Taiji bone disk, began to slowly close toward the center amidst the sound of heavy mechanisms.

A trace of extremely dangerous intuition suddenly climbed up the back of Gu Shen's neck like a poisonous snake.

He turned his head sharply to look outside the closing gap of the gate.

In the originally pitch-black and deathly silent cavern passage, a beam of blinding blood-colored light suddenly erupted!

A Foundation Establishment Stage pressure, even more violent than Wei Lingfeng's and permeating with endless slaughter and bloodiness, like a tangible sea of blood, slammed into the closing bronze gates!

"Who is it?!" Wei Lingfeng's expression changed drastically, and he turned around abruptly.

A pale, bony hand tightly gripped the bronze gate gap, which was only one foot wide.

Accompanying the teeth-grinding friction sound, the giant gate, weighing ten thousand jin, was actually forcibly jammed by that bony hand.

"Wei Lingfeng."

A cold, chilling voice, as if crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell, came in through the gap in the door.

"Do you think that after stealing the Opportunity of my Blood Fiend Sect, you can walk out of this Baiyin Mountain alive?"

Bang!

The gap was forcibly pried open by immense force.

A young man wearing blood-colored core disciple robes, accompanied by four elites at the Peak of the Qi Refining 9th Layer covered in Evil Qi, stepped into the bronze gates!