Chapter 123: Taking a Gamble

Shen Bing held a crystal ball in his hand, which was glowing brightly at this moment. The light directly surged into Shen Bing’s mind.

He spoke aloud, “The connection point between the Tianwu Realm and the Immortal Realm lies somewhere in the Northern Immortal Realm, a place called Yun Jian City.”

“That terrifying existence over in Nanyi is very likely a cultivator known as Ming Ye Xin, but he is a demonic cultivator.”

“Ming Ye Xin fled to the lower realm centuries ago after stealing the Soul-Seeking Pearl from the Soul-Seeking Sect. His cultivation was exceptionally advanced—already at the Celestial Immortal level while still in the Immortal Realm.”

“Based on the latest intel, that demonic cultivator strikes mercilessly. Anyone he kills is utterly obliterated! I suspect our casualties are largely connected to them!”

Upon hearing this, the black-robed figures on site were all suddenly invigorated.

“However, descending from the Immortal Realm to the lower realm comes at a cost. Even if one is at the Celestial Immortal level, upon descending they would only reach the level of an Immortal. What could such a level possibly achieve?”

“Don’t forget, he’s been down there for hundreds of years. The Tianwu Realm has been peaceful all this time. The other party could have fully recuperated, and their strength probably restored!”

“If that’s the case, we’re likely in trouble. We should notify the higher-ups and request reinforcements!”

The group nodded in agreement.

Immortal, True Immortal, Profound Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, Da Luo Golden Immortal…

The Immortal Realm’s power hierarchy was currently divided in this way.

Above the Da Luo Golden Immortal was the Immortal Lord!

And above the Immortal Lord was the Immortal King!

Ascending each realm among Immortals was extraordinarily difficult.

If the one from Nanyi is truly the demonic cultivator Ming Ye Xin, then these True Immortals are no match for him!

“No need. The Tianwu Realm’s position is clearly set. If Ming Ye Xin’s strength had fully recovered, the Immortal Realm would have sensed it. Since there’s no such detection, it means he hasn’t fully regained his power,” Shen Bing said.

“Perhaps someone is even more interested in that demonic cultivator from Nanyi—like the people of Yun Jian City?”

At these words, everyone’s hearts skipped a beat.

“Our only task now is to confirm whether the one in Nanyi is truly the demonic cultivator Ming Ye Xin. Once confirmed, things will be simpler!”

The others nodded in agreement.

“Perhaps we should go there once more?” Shen Bing said slowly. “Yang Li, you come with me.”

“Yes!”

…

Nanyi.

The Nanling Mountain Range remained as desolate as ever.

Mountains had collapsed, the entire range was shattered to one side.

After the Ascension Platform disappeared, the True Immortals turned into blood mist.

No one dared to come here anymore.

Even the vast Supreme Graveyard was eerily silent, the surroundings devoid of any sound.

A faint breeze stirred, subtly shifting the atmosphere. A wisp of black mist began to creep out.

Underground.

Beneath the Supreme Graveyard was an incredibly vast space, within which lay a chamber.

Inside, an olive-green flame flickered, emitting a faint glow.

At the center of the room stood a stone coffin, its surface wrapped in iron chains.

Underneath the chains, intricate patterns could be vaguely seen, extremely complex.

Beside the coffin lay a withered, emaciated old man.

His black robe hung loosely, incapable of supporting his frail frame. His gaunt face was terrifying.

“Three hundred years have passed! Heh heh heh, master should be awakening soon! The Soul-Seeking Pearl nourishes master’s soul day and night; by now, he must be stirring!”

He glanced upward, as if he could see through the heavy earth to the sky above.

“A few days ago, I sensed a terrifying sword intent. Luckily, it wasn’t aimed directly here, or both master and I would be dead.”

“Still, whoever could emit such sword intent is hard to notice even in the Immortal Realm. If master doesn’t awaken soon, and those Immortal Realm people become aware of this place, I fear I won’t be able to resist with my current strength…”

As he muttered to himself, the chained coffin began to emit black mist again.

“Master, hurry up! Come out quickly!”

Just a few strands of black mist, but the emaciated man leapt up from the ground at once!

…

Outside the village.

Xian Chen and Changsun Puyu stared at each other.

“Should we… go in?” Changsun Puyu hesitated.

Previously, the goddess had removed the inscription. Once it vanished, the golden barrier surrounding the small mountain village disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yet they dared not enter recklessly.

Though the elder had lifted the barrier, they had neither solved the riddle nor been told it was safe to enter.

If that’s the case, there was no prohibition against entering either.

Both were deeply conflicted.

Should they enter the village or not?

Lost in thought, Xian Chen, the young monk, slowly but resolutely looked up toward the village. “I’ve decided to go in.”

“After this competition, I’m nothing but a wreck. Even if I die, so what?”

Xian Chen gave a bitter smile and stepped forward into the village.

What did death matter?

Opportunity lay before him; he wasn’t about to let it slip away!

He had to go!

Changsun Puyu was taken aback by Xian Chen’s words.

Indeed, if even Xian Chen could be so resolute, what was he hesitating about?

His gaze hardened.

“I’m going in! Only by going in can I find the sword intent I seek. If I can’t find it, then death is better. Since death is inevitable, I might as well step into the village now!”

With that resolve, Changsun Puyu stepped forward to follow Xian Chen immediately.

Upon entering the village, they were stunned by what they found.

“Am I seeing things? That’s a super-immortal grade spirit herb growing right inside someone’s home?”

“My god, look at that land. The weeds growing there are all immortal-grade spirit herbs! What kind of place is this?”

“And the water, it even flows with the rhythm of the Dao!”

The more they ventured forward, the more astonished they became.

What kind of place was this?

Even if all the sacred lands and sects of the entire Tianwu Realm pooled their wealth, they probably couldn’t compare!

“I think these must belong to the elder…” Xian Chen said.

Seeing all this upon entering, his heart grew even more excited.

Did this mean the opportunity was growing larger?

“We should hurry up. I can’t wait any longer!” Changsun Puyu eagerly rushed ahead, unwilling to pause for a moment.