Chapter 333 - 158: Crossing the Sea True Intent (Part 2)

He looked at the three of them.

"You three can look for opportunities in the Central Area. If you run into danger, send me a message."

Yun Jinghong took a step forward.

"I’ll go with you."

Liang Cheng looked at him.

"It might be very dangerous down there."

Yun Jinghong gripped his sword hilt.

"I’m not afraid."

Liang Cheng fell silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Alright."

He then looked at Leng Feng and Ye Zhiqiu.

"What about you two?"

"We’ll stay here on guard. If there’s any sign of trouble, we’ll message you immediately."

Ye Zhiqiu patted his chest and said with a smile.

"Don’t worry. With me here, I guarantee I’ll watch the place."

Hearing this, Liang Cheng said no more. He raised a hand and struck the stone stele with his palm!

BOOM—!!!

The stone stele shattered, revealing a deep, dark entrance below.

The entrance was about ten feet wide and bottomless, with a faint, cold wind wafting up from below.

Liang Cheng took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Yun Jinghong followed close behind.

...

The cave was pitch-black.

Liang Cheng took out a Luminous Pearl, illuminating their surroundings.

The cave walls were smooth, clearly not a natural formation. They had been carved out by some supreme power.

Every hundred zhang, there was a platform carved with a Rune Array, but they had all been deactivated.

The two of them continued downward.

Three hundred zhang.

Five hundred zhang.

Eight hundred zhang.

Suddenly, the path ahead opened up!

They had arrived in a massive underground space.

It was about a hundred zhang high and a thousand zhang wide, its domed ceiling inlaid with countless Luminous Pearls that lit the area as bright as day.

In the very center of the space stood a solitary peak.

The peak was several dozen zhang tall, sheer and sharp as a sword, with a stone stele faintly visible at its summit.

Surrounding the peak was a black lake. The water was as dark as ink and shimmered with an eerie light.

The surface of the lake was covered with a dense layer of white bones.

There were human bones and Beast Bones, stacked in countless layers.

Yun Jinghong gasped.

"This is..."

Liang Cheng stared at the solitary peak.

The stone stele at the summit was identical to the one marked on the map he had gotten from Huang Tiancheng.

Cross-Sea Cliff.

The real Cross-Sea Cliff.

He was just about to step forward when he suddenly stopped.

Something was moving beneath the lake’s surface.

The black water began to churn. Skeletons were pushed aside, revealing what lay beneath.

One ferocious monster after another.

They had the bodies of crocodiles but with three heads, and their pitch-black skin made them blend almost perfectly with the water.

Each one was three to four zhang long and emanated a vicious aura.

Tier Five Demon Beasts, the Three-headed Black Crocodiles.

At a glance, there were at least several dozen of them.

Yun Jinghong couldn’t help but tighten his grip on his sword hilt.

"So many..."

Liang Cheng’s expression was calm.

"Stay back."

He took a step forward, standing suspended in mid-air.

The dozens of Three-headed Black Crocodiles raised their heads in unison. Their eyes were locked on him as they let out low, guttural roars.

The next moment, all the crocodiles lunged at once!

The lake’s surface exploded, sending black water splashing everywhere!

Liang Cheng did not draw his saber.

He simply raised a hand and clenched it into a fist.

The True Pill inside him spun wildly. Icy-blue and fiery-red Pill Qi intertwined and surged into his right fist!

He threw a punch!

BOOM—!!!

The violent Fist Force formed a giant fist ten zhang wide that brutally smashed into the foremost crocodile!

The crocodile didn’t even have time to cry out before it was blasted into a pulp!

A mist of blood filled the air!

The impact of the Fist Force sent the other crocodiles tumbling, but it only made them more frenzied as they swarmed Liang Cheng from all directions!

Instead of retreating, Liang Cheng advanced, stepping right into the pack of crocodiles!

He didn’t use his saber.

He used only his fists.

One punch, one kill!

Two punches, a pair dead!

Three punches, four more slain!

Every punch met flesh, sending gore flying!

Fierce Bull Force!

Liang Cheng’s trip to the Scripture Pavilion had yielded more than just information about Dragon Burial Island; he had also obtained a Magic Technique for condensing Martial Dao True Intent.

His Fierce Bull Force had reached Perfection, and it was the technique he was most familiar with.

Now, by landing every punch, he was deepening his comprehension of Fist Intent.

Chen Xuanfeng had been right about what he said back at the Main Courtyard.

Perfected Combat Techniques held profound significance after reaching the stage of Core Formation and Breaking Mortality.

Meanwhile, Yun Jinghong stood on the shore, completely dumbfounded by the sight.

He knew Liang Cheng was strong, but he never imagined he was *this* strong.

Dozens of Tier Five Demon Beasts were like paper dolls before him.

In less than half an incense stick’s time.

The corpses of several dozen Three-headed Black Crocodiles now floated on the lake, the black water stained a dark red.

Liang Cheng hovered in mid-air, his aura as steady as ever. He hadn’t expended much effort at all.

He glanced down at his blood-stained hands and frowned slightly.

’I still haven’t gained any new Insights into my Fist Intent.’

Then, he circulated the Crossing the Sea True Intent within him. With a jolt of Pill Qi, the bloodstains vanished.

He turned to look at Yun Jinghong.

"Let’s go."

Liang Cheng led Yun Jinghong across the air, soaring over the lake and landing on the solitary peak.

At the peak’s summit, a stone stele stood silently.

The stele was about a zhang tall, bluish-black in color, and its surface was covered in twisting Runes.

These Runes were just like the ones on the Crossing the Sea True Intent Fragment Liang Cheng had obtained from Huang Tiancheng, but they were far more complex and ancient.

Liang Cheng stood before the stele, the Crossing the Sea True Intent Fragment inside him circulating wildly.

It felt like a long-lost wanderer finally returning home.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and pressed it against the stone stele.

BOOM—!!!

The stone stele suddenly lit up!

A blinding light erupted from the stele, illuminating the entire underground space as if it were day!

Bathed in the light, Yun Jinghong tried to withstand it, struggling desperately, but he couldn’t hold on and passed out.

But Liang Cheng’s Sea of Divine Soul merely churned while he remained standing firm. Within his Divine Sense, a phantom figure slowly materialized.

It was an old man with white hair and a white beard. His face was gaunt, and he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, dressed in a gray robe.

He looked down at Liang Cheng, his gaze serene.

"It’s been three hundred years."

"Someone has finally arrived."

Liang Cheng’s pupils constricted.

’This phantom... could it be the Crossing Sea Master?’

The old man seemed to see through his thoughts and gave a slight nod.

"I am Crossing Sea!"

His gaze fell upon Liang Cheng, and a flicker of approval showed in his eyes.