Chapter 1525: Spirit Being
Several nearby islands are inhabited by casual cultivators just like us. There's no need to be afraid of anything, but there is one exception. A hundred miles from here lies Liangqiu Island. Don't let...The coral tree grows three main trunks, and all other branches are very slender. Some are even as thin as a hair, making you wonder if they would snap if you touched them.
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You worried too much.
Coral trees, far from being as fragile as they appear, can withstand the fury of storms.
Qin Sang rode the Divine Shuttle and landed at the base of a major root.
Here's a place to rest, relatively level.
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A faint green glow appeared, revealing three figures.
Qin Sang and Liuli exchanged glances, both their expressions lightening by a few points. Before they set off, what worried them most was that the nautical chart might be inaccurate, or that after so many years, something might have happened to the shelter.
At least, there's a good start.
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Standing on the coral tree, I could feel no vibration beneath my feet.
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The surrounding vision was wide open, and one could clearly see the turbulence outside. Every time it flowed past the sacred tree, this turbulence seemed to be guided by some kind of force, parting on both sides and circling around the crown.
This feeling is clearer than the previous stone temple.
There was no barrier between them and the turbulence. The moment they stepped out, they would be met with a direct onslaught of the turbulent flow, but within it, they would be safe and sound.
But since she arrived, Qin Sang hadn't detected any fluctuations in the restrictions.
There seems to be an invisible barrier protecting this place.
Qin Sang reached out and lightly touched the trunk. A coldness came through, the touch rough like stones. It was definitely not a real tree, but he couldn't be sure if it was the work of an ancient cultivator.
Luli and her avatar searched for a place to rest.
Qin Sang took out the nautical chart and studied the itinerary for the rest of their journey.
Regarding the dangers within the storm belt, Qin Sang still knew very little.
So far, the hurricane's power is still within a manageable range. Even if an infant cultivator is caught in the hurricane, they are most likely to survive.
The most terrifying thing is undoubtedly being blown to an unknown place and losing your way.
Qin Sang entered the storm zone many times, but he never went deep inside.
Besides stronger storms, what other dangers are there
So far, he hasn't found any evidence of life in the storm belt.
Qin Sang did not dare to be careless, occasionally raising her head to observe the surroundings.
They are preparing to rest here for a while, not only to recover their true essence but also to relieve the fatigue of their hearts and minds. The time for rest afterwards will be longer.
Constantly navigating through storms, the pressure is immense.
Qin Sang's main body hadn't consumed much energy, his state quickly returning to full. He glanced at Liuli and her avatar who were both in meditation, then he came to the base of the tree canopy.
He had intended to descend along the trunk, sinking into the roots, only to find that the invisible barrier protected only the tree body and canopy. Once he left the canopy, there was no protection.
Looking at the pitch-black seabed, Qin Sang pondered for a while and cautiously abandoned his plan. He honestly stayed on the canopy, quietly cultivating.
Half a month later.
The divine shuttle flew out of the canopy, and they set off again.
As expected, the second shelter was also found successfully.
This boosted their confidence.
Little did they know, the time it took for this journey was far longer than they had expected!
Within the storm's embrace, day and night are indistinguishable, and the seasons hold no sway.
There was only a single sliver of green light, bravely making its way through the turbulent storm currents, searching for the legendary paradise. Only two people inside the divine chariot counted the passing time silently in their hearts.
It has been ten years since the day we entered the storm zone!
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The reason for the delay is multifaceted. Firstly, the distance is vast. Secondly, they are cautious and prefer to waste time rather than take risks. Furthermore, the increasingly lengthy rest periods also play a significant role.
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Heaven and earth are vast.
The middle reaches are far away.
They passed through one refuge after another, first eastward, then southeastward. After that, they made a sharp turn westwards and are now beginning to advance southeast again.
This is a test.
This is just the general direction, there were some minor adjustments in between.
The road is so complex and winding, it's dizzying.
For ten years, all they could see was the fury of hurricanes and raging seas.
A dull sky.
The black sea.
The increasingly violent hurricane.
Eternal chaos.
No land! No people! No birds, beasts, fish or insects!
The storm cut them off from the world.
It felt like the end of the world, with only the two of them left to survive. They braved countless perils and struggled to stay alive in the desolate wasteland.
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If the world truly ends, what should we do
If the barrier protecting us from the storm suddenly disappeared, would the vibrant world, with its billions of living beings, be instantly destroyed and reduced to silence
Can such a cage really be walked out of
What on earth caused all this, the aftereffects of a battle between powerful beings
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They abandon riches, forsake pleasures, defy nature. What is the ultimate path they diligently seek
Even if a path is found, will the final outcome be like that of creatures once ravaged by storms, effortlessly erased with a snap of a powerful being's fingers, a life wasted in vain
A sense of pessimism is spreading.
Even after a long period of rest, the weary soul cannot find solace.
Solitude.
Despair.
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Under such environmental influence, will two hearts get closer and closer
For a decade, they shared the confines of a small space. Was there warmth in their gaze for each other
The answer is no.
Qin Sang's eyes were fixed straight ahead, unwavering.
Each shelter is like a hurdle on the path of cultivation.
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He came as always, with his firm steps. As long as the next shelter was still standing, and the road ahead remained open, he would never stop walking.
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He would think about these problems, but he wouldn't let them waste his time or shake his resolve.
In Qin Sang's view, he was no different from when he cultivated in the cave abode.
Over the past decade, he has focused on "Lotus of Fire."
After the divine consciousness transformed into a physical form, the efficiency of practicing this secret art significantly improved. The speed of refining demonic fire was faster than before, and the future is promising.
The same loneliness, the same striving for self-improvement, what's the difference
On the contrary, Qin Sang is full of fighting spirit!
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As for Liuli, Qin Sang couldn't see through her heart. But he never found the slightest hesitation or confusion in her expression. An iceberg that never melts.
To be able to dedicate oneself for hundreds of years, sparing no effort in rescuing one's master.
Able to face crises and make selfless decisions, yet remain steadfast in one's heart in the face of immense temptation, preventing evil powers from taking advantage.
Able to withstand the imprint of demonic arts and breakthrough under a heavenly tribulation.
How could someone like that possibly be fragile
The divine chariot encountered the assault of three hurricanes, threading through the gaps at a tricky angle to escape with its life, it was extremely perilous.
Such a scene has already been repeated countless times.
Liuli looked up at the unchanging sky, silently calculating in her heart, pondering for a moment before waking Qin Sang.
"Here"
Qin Sang opened his eyes and glanced outside.
Liuli nodded, pointed upwards, and handed the nautical chart to Qin Sang.
"Oh, almost forgot, this shelter is in the sky," Qin Sang rubbed his temples wearily, picked up the nautical chart, looked at it for a moment, then looked up at the sky.
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The journey from the last refuge to here was quite long, and he, along with his avatar and Liuli, had exhausted themselves. They managed to make it through by consuming pills.
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Lu Li slowed the speed of her divine shuttle.
Qin Sang woke the Heavenly-Eyed Butterfly, and both she and the butterfly kept their eyes fixed on the sky.
After a while, I finally found an unusual shadow in the air.
"Go there!"
Qin Sang raised his hand and pointed.
The divine chariot trembled slightly, then suddenly soared upwards, flying slantingly toward the heavens.
> In a short while, the shadowy figure appeared in their sight.
Shadows covered a thousand-meter radius, lurking in the void, like a mass of black mist, almost blending with the surroundings.
Even when struck by a storm, the shadow's surface will warp and change shape constantly, yet it remains abnormally solid, unable to be ripped or blown away by the hurricane; it stays firmly in place.
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Qin Sang's body flashed with lightning, revealing thunder wings.
"Be careful."
Liuli said softly.
This is one of their few exchanges.
Qin Sang nodded and shot out of the Shen So, appearing at the edge of the shadows. Liuli then controlled her Shen So, hovering on the outskirts, ready to respond at any time.
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After a period of adjustment, they found the most suitable cooperation mode, and their cooperation became more tacit.
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The wind was blowing fiercely.
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Qin Sang did not directly contact the shadow. He looked at it from the outside for a while, then flew around the entire group of shadows several times, carefully looking at it from all directions.
The shadow was complete, with no opening.
Even the celestial butterfly couldn't see through the shadow.
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Qin Sang's figure paused slightly, urging his divine sense to delve into the shadow.
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Next, they witnessed a breathtaking sight!
Qin Sang's divine sense touched the shadow, like a stone dropped into water, easily piercing through it, causing ripples to spread outwards.
The center of the ripples expands at a visible rate, forming a channel.
Immediately following, a bright light shone out.
As if some seal had been broken, light pierced through the shadows, illuminating the void.
In the center of the light, also where the original shadows resided, a crescent moon appeared!
This is a moon ship. To the naked eye, it looks just like the bright moon.
Moonlight drove away the darkness, the waves on the sea glittered with light, and even the storm seemed less violent, adding a touch of peace out of thin air.
Qin Sang was so close, bathed in moonlight.
Liuli was also attracted by the moon boat, unable to take her eyes off it.
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Without this decade of wandering experience, it's hard to imagine how much shock the most common moon would bring them, and that it's a fake moon.
The commotion surrounding the moon ship's construction was too loud.
Qin Sang stood silently for a while, suppressing the emotions welling up inside him, then hurriedly withdrew his divine sense.
The ripples of the shadow subsided immediately, the light faded, and the moon ship gradually disappeared.
Qin Sang tentatively entered the shadow, passing through the partially closed passageway and successfully approaching the moon boat. It was seen that the moon boat had no mast, with two pointed ends, hanging in the air.
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Boarding the moon ship, all noise is blocked out.
When Linglu entered, the two didn't immediately enter meditation as they usually did. Qin Sang took out a jar of peach blossom wine, and Linglu brought out a Nine Hua Pan Jade Peach gifted by their master Xue before their departure. They shared a few cups together.
After the two of them recovered to their peak state, they began preparing for the next leg of their journey.
Unexpectedly, behind the moon ship were two roads leading to different shelters. These two roads would merge together again later, and no matter which road you took, you could reach Zhongzhou.
Logically speaking, choosing either of the two paths should be easier.
Each has its own difficulties, as indicated on the chart.
The first shelter had a dangerous sign on it.
The second refuge was normal, but the journey in between was much farther than before. Even though they took turns operating the divine shuttle, they felt exhausted. They relied on spirit stones and pills for the rest of the way, accumulating medicinal power and impurities within their bodies. This was too risky.
> Moreover, consuming too many pills and spirit stones here will be detrimental to your future journey.
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After discussing, they decided to go to the first refuge first. If it didn't work out, they would come back to rest and take the second path.
Perhaps it was the inspiration brought by the moon boat, the two decided to set off without much rest.
This time, with the incarnation controlling the divine chariot first, Qin Sang and Liuli tried their best to maintain their combat effectiveness.
Everything went smoothly along the way, and we reached the vicinity of the next shelter.
Seeing the scene before him, Qin Sang's face darkened.
For some reason, the storm here is far more violent than elsewhere. Even just outside the perimeter, they could feel a significant increase in wind force.
Here seems like the place where storms converge.
Ahead, there was a dimness. Every gust of wind that rushed near would be drawn in by an unknown force, colliding and merging.
It's a bit like the wind wall outside Qisha Hall.
Of course, its power is far inferior to that of the Hall of Seven Kills.
The display on the sea chart is unambiguous; it's safe inside the wind wall.
Qin Sang gazed at the wind wall for a long time, discovering that there were indeed gaps in it. If one were careful enough, they should be able to slip through the wind wall and reach the shelter.
Of course, he wouldn't act rashly. He decided to try bit by bit, peeling away the wind wall layer by layer, at least to see what the shelter inside looked like.
Leave the Glass and its Avatar in the divine shuttle.
Qin Sang appeared alone at the edge of the wind wall.
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Tianmu Butterfly was fully focused, helping Qin Sang see every change in the Wind Wall at all times.
The interior of the wind wall wasn't without order. By observing the collisions between hurricanes, one could predict the next moment's changes. Moreover, Qin Sang had the Heavenly Eye Butterfly to assist him, so he didn't need to worry himself; he felt danger was unlikely.
'Whoosh!'
Seizing a gap, Qin Sang transformed into a bolt of lightning, charging out with astonishing speed.
'Boom!'
The hurricane roared like thunder, easily overpowering the sound of Lei Dun.
Qin Sang pushed his escapism art to the extreme, combining it with the Lotus Seal. His figure, like a ghost, darted through the wind wall at incredible speed.
However, before he could rush into the wind wall and see the shelter, Qin Sang retreated.
Time and time again, Qin Sang tried, only confirming that there were no other dangers besides the wind wall, before he finally charged in with all his might to search for shelter.
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"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
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Qin Sang moved through the wind wall with practiced ease.
Just having passed through the 'first layer' of hurricane, about to head toward the second.
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Just then, he suddenly heard a roar like that of a dragon and tiger.
Even in the midst of the chaotic wind wall, Qin Sang's ears could still clearly hear it.
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At that moment, Qin Sang's hair stood on end and his scalp felt like it was about to explode.
This roar was definitely not the sound of a hurricane, but the enraged bellow of some creature!
After ten years in the storm belt, Qin Sang encountered living beings for the first time!
The sound didn't originate from inside the wall of wind, but rather from a different direction deep within the storm. It couldn't have been coming from the shelter.
There are actually living things in the storm!
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Hearing its voice, it seemed to be approaching their direction!
Qin Sang was startled and, without thinking further, abandoned his advance. His figure suddenly retreated as he caught a glimpse of the green light flying towards him out of the corner of his eye.
Obviously, Liuli also heard the roar, it wasn't his illusion.
The two realized something was wrong and instinctively moved towards each other, converging at the fastest speed possible. Then, disregarding the danger within the wind wall, they plunged headfirst into it.
As they entered the eyewall, a black cloud surged from the storm's depths.
(The End)
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