Chapter 762 - 325: Yan Zhen, Destruction of the Immortal Vine

Chapter 762: Chapter 325: Yan Zhen, Destruction of the Immortal Vine

The Immortal Vine!

Chu Lingguang was completely caught off guard. He never imagined he would see the Immortal Vine again inside the Immortal King’s Tomb.

Back then, it was a single Immortal Vine that had awakened the Spiritual Roots of countless people in the entire Celestial Sea, giving rise to innumerable Cultivators and forcing Yuanchu Mountain to change its rules.

To think that he would see another Immortal Vine today in the Immortal King’s Tomb.

This place was separated by a vast, distant sea.

Chu Lingguang knew this couldn’t be the same Immortal Vine that had vanished from the Great Yuan.

But its appearance still left him and everyone else utterly shocked.

At this moment, the disciples of the Profound Celestial Sect had forgotten Niu Chunming’s orders. They no longer cared whether he lived or died. Seeing the vines spread toward them like countless tentacles, everyone was panic-stricken.

They scrambled desperately in all directions.

Those who were weaker or reacted too slowly were ensnared by the vine’s tendrils. They were dragged directly into the Stone Forest, some even torn to shreds, becoming raw energy for the Restriction Array within the Immortal King’s Tomb.

The Spiritual Power of the Cultivators captured by the Immortal Vine was completely drained, and the Restriction Array in the Immortal King’s Tomb slowly grew stronger.

It was as if it were returning to its former glory.

A suffocating pressure descended upon the entire Ancient Perilous Land. It felt as though a peerless Demon King had appeared.

Chu Lingguang grabbed Li Qiushui and Yang Rong, and together they flew into the distance. Though they were incredibly fast, the Immortal Vine’s reach was vast. Fortunately, it was confined to a radius of about ten miles.

The three of them quickly broke out of the affected area.

He saw that everyone was frantic. Many, feeling the immense relief of having survived a catastrophe, couldn’t stop themselves from fleeing out of the Ancient Perilous Land.

They no longer wanted to risk their lives in the perilous land, terrified the vines would spread again.

Chu Lingguang, Li Qiushui, and Yang Rong hovered in the air, their gazes fixed on the Immortal King’s Tomb. Countless vines now writhed in the sky above it, each one coiled around a Cultivator, a Demon Beast, or even a Spirit Grass or a massive tree.

Their Spiritual Power was completely drained by the Immortal Vine, dissipating into nothing as it became its nourishment.

The oppressive aura from the Immortal King’s Tomb grew more and more intense, as if the Immortal King himself was about to awaken. Even from ten miles away, Chu Lingguang and the others felt a lingering fear, their scalps tingling.

"The Sect Leader!"

Yang Rong sighed.

Niu Chunming had always treated her well at the Profound Celestial Sect. She never thought things would end up like this.

She recalled a rumor.

Those who entered the Immortal King’s Tomb were caught in a deep curse. Even if they obtained some great opportunity, they would gradually lose their sanity, ending up with nothing, or even being reduced to dust.

It had happened to the people from the Cyan Cloud Sect, and it was the same for other sects, powerful Loose Cultivators, and even the experts of the Profound Celestial Sect. Few could escape that fate.

What happened hundreds of years ago seemed to be replaying itself today.

Whether it was the Profound Celestial Sect, the Cyan Cloud Sect, or any other sect or power, all had suffered disastrous losses and their vitality was greatly damaged.

Instead of obtaining the Immortal King’s legacy of Immortal Fate, they had become fuel for his tomb, causing the power of its Restriction Array to skyrocket once again.

One could well imagine the fate of Niu Chunming and the others.

"Master, the Sect Leader and the others were just too stubborn to see reason."

Chu Lingguang felt no burden on his conscience.

’As a disciple of the Profound Celestial Sect, it was my duty to protect it. That’s why I went in without hesitation, intending to bring Niu Chunming and the others out. But the lure of Immortal Fate was too great. It made them all lose their minds, and in the end, they were buried in the Immortal King’s Tomb along with the Immortal. I did my best. It was their own greed that sealed their fate.’

"How did things turn out like this?"

Li Qiushui’s expression was pained.

Niu Chunming was her senior brother. Although they hadn’t grown up together, they shared a certain bond. Now, seeing him die in the Immortal King’s Tomb, she, as his junior sister, couldn’t help but feel grief and sorrow.

VMMM!

But just then, a golden streak of sword light shot from the direction of the Profound Celestial Sect. It tore across the sky, arriving before them in an instant.

The golden sword light didn’t pause, however.

Instead, it continued to charge toward the Immortal King’s Tomb.

The three of them were aghast.

’Who would dare go near the Immortal King’s Tomb at a time like this? Is someone actually not afraid to die?’

"Yan!"

Chu Lingguang couldn’t help but stare intently at the golden sword light.

The sword light was incredibly fast, like a phantom, and an ordinary person wouldn’t have been able to make out any details. But as a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Chu Lingguang could vaguely discern two figures standing on the golden sword.

One of the figures, standing in the back, seemed somewhat familiar.

That person seemed to sense his presence and couldn’t help but look back at him.

As he turned, their eyes met. Though the distance between them was rapidly increasing, Chu Lingguang seized the opportunity to see the person’s face clearly. A jolt went through him, and he cried out in excitement.

The person in the back was Yan Zhen, the very person he had been thinking of day and night!

He really was in Great Qin, taken away by a powerful Cultivator! Now, standing behind that powerful Cultivator, even in that fleeting moment, Chu Lingguang could tell that Yan Zhen’s power was unfathomable, seemingly far surpassing his own.

’I’m a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and I only managed to achieve it thanks to the boost from my Favor Points,’ Chu Lingguang thought, stunned. ’For Yan Zhen’s strength to be greater than mine... there can be only one explanation. He must have reached the Core Formation realm!’

How had Yan Zhen become a Core Formation Cultivator in just a few short years?

Chu Lingguang couldn’t wrap his head around it.

He had so much he wanted to say to Yan Zhen. Seeing him again, especially here in the Ancient Perilous Land, felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land—an incredible, heartwarming familiarity.