nashuaworldcup Chapter 285 Mysterious Inheritance
Chapter 285 Mysterious Inheritance
Deep in that dreamlike fairyland, clouds and mists are like a veil, lingering between the strange mountains. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, a pair of partners on the road of cultivation, cut through the thorns and thorns along the way, and accidentally found a place of inheritance with endless mystery.
This place seemed to be isolated from the world, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the slight whimpering sound of the breeze blowing over the ancient boulders. Yun Yao was wearing a moon-white silk dress with delicate spiritual patterns embroidered on the hem. It swayed gently with her steps, just like the flowing moonlight. Her long black hair was tied up with a simple white jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair fell on her fair neck, making her face more beautiful and refined, with agility and curiosity in her starry eyes. At this moment, she raised her head slightly and looked at the valley in front of her that exuded a mysterious atmosphere. She opened her red lips slightly: "Chen Lang, the atmosphere here is so unique, I'm afraid there are shocking secrets hidden." Xuanse?? Chen's posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his black tight suit outlined his broad shoulders and tight waist just right. He had sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his eyes were as deep as the abyss, hiding endless sharpness. Under his high nose bridge, his thin lips were tightly pursed, revealing a determined look. Hearing what Yun Yao said, he nodded slightly, his eyes as sharp as torches, examining the valley: "Ayao, I feel the same way. This ancient and powerful force is by no means ordinary. It must be a place of inheritance left by some peerless strong man." As he spoke, he subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist. The spiritual sword that had been with him for many years seemed to sense the extraordinaryness of this place. It trembled slightly and made a clear humming sound.
The two looked at each other, and saw the burning desire and firm determination in each other's eyes. This kind of opportunity is hard to come by for a cultivator. Once obtained, perhaps they can break through their own shackles and step onto a higher peak. With such excitement, they carefully moved towards the entrance of the valley.
As soon as I stepped into the valley, a heavy and ancient atmosphere hit me, as if a giant who had been sleeping for thousands of years had awakened and was looking at the intruder with a majestic look. The light in the valley was dim, and there were cliffs and jagged rocks on both sides, on which were engraved many obscure runes. The runes flickered, as if telling the glory and vicissitudes of the past. The land under my feet was strangely warm, and there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, as if there was a giant beast lurking under the earth, accumulating strength.
Yun Yao stretched out her bare hand and gently touched the runes on a huge rock beside her. As soon as her fingertips touched it, the runes glowed brightly and turned into a stream of light that rushed into her palm, causing her body to tremble. "Chen Lang, these runes seem to have intelligence and are full of powerful information." She turned her head to look at Chu Mochen, her eyes full of surprise.
Chu Mochen also had a solemn expression on his face. He looked around and said in a deep voice: "It seems that this place of inheritance is equipped with many traps and tests, and we will not succeed easily. Ayao, I'm afraid there will be many difficulties and dangers ahead, but as long as you and I work together, we will be able to get through it." After that, he gently held Yun Yao's hand, and the warmth of his palm passed to her, which instantly calmed Yun Yao's panicked heart.
Going further, the front suddenly opened up to an open area. In the center, an ancient stone platform rose from the ground. On the stone platform, a spiritual bead emitting a faint light was suspended. There seemed to be stars flowing inside the spiritual bead, mysterious and unpredictable. Around the stone platform, spiritual vortices slowly rotated, like guards protecting the spiritual bead, emitting a dangerous aura.
Yun Yao stared at the spirit bead and murmured, "Chen Lang, the spirit bead must be the key, but this spiritual power vortex looks very tricky." Chu Mochen narrowed his eyes, observed carefully for a moment, and said, "These vortices should be arranged according to the five elements of spiritual power, which are mutually reinforcing and restraining. If we rush in rashly, it will definitely cause a backlash of spiritual power. We need to find the flaws and break them with cleverness."
Just as they were thinking about countermeasures, a low and majestic voice suddenly came from the air: "Intruder, if you want to obtain my inheritance, you must first pass three tests. This is the wisdom of Pangu... You need to solve Pangu's endgame within one stick of incense, otherwise you will suffer from the impact of spiritual power." As the voice fell, a light flashed on the open space in front of the stone platform, and a huge chessboard emerged out of thin air. On the chessboard, black and white chess pieces crisscrossed and the layout was complicated, faintly revealing the majestic momentum of the beginning of chaos.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen walked quickly to the chessboard, leaning over and staring at it, their brows furrowed. This Pangu game is a strange game from ancient times. It is said to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, the variables of yin and yang, and no one has been able to solve it for thousands of years. Yun Yao gently twisted a white piece with her bare hands, thinking in her heart: "In this game, the black pieces are powerful, and it seems that there is no solution to the strong attack. The only way is to overcome the hard with the soft and find its weak points, so as to tear a hole."
Chu Mochen also had the same idea and whispered, "Ayao, look at the lower right corner. The black piece seems stable, but it is actually related to the lifeline of the overall situation. If you can place a move here and trigger a chain reaction, you may be able to turn the tide." Yun Yao's eyes lit up and she nodded slightly. She gently dropped the white piece in her hand. Where the piece fell, the chessboard instantly glowed, as if she approved of this brilliant move.
The two of them worked closely together, fighting a silent battle against this eternal puzzle on the chessboard. As more and more chess pieces were placed, the situation on the chessboard changed, the spiritual power fluctuated more and more violently, and the air around them seemed to be compressed and became extremely heavy.
The time of an incense stick passed in a flash. Just as the incense was about to burn out, Yun Yao made a crucial move. In an instant, the chessboard shone brightly, like a rising sun at dawn, dispelling all the haze. The spiritual energy vortex on the chessboard dissipated with a bang, turning into spots of light and merging into the ground.
"Hmph, there are some tricks, but this is only the first level." The majestic voice sounded again, and then the ground trembled, and stone pillars broke out from the ground. Strange animal patterns were engraved on the stone pillars, exuding a wild atmosphere. "Next is a test of strength. You must work together to defeat my guardian animal spirit phantom within half an hour. If you fail, you will be buried here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the stone pillar flashed with light, and three huge phantom beasts roared out. In the middle was a flaming Qilin, with flames all over its body, as if it could burn everything in the world; on the left was an icy dragon, exuding cold air, and wherever it passed, a layer of frost instantly condensed on the ground; on the right was a swift wolf, with a nimble figure, as fast as a ghost, and a bloodthirsty light in its eyes.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen quickly stood back to back and offered their respective magic weapons. A crystal clear jade flute appeared in Yun Yao's hand. The flute body was flowing with a warm luster. It was something she had nurtured for many years with the power of the "jade flute". She put the jade flute to her lips and played a melodious tune that was full of spiritual power. The sound of the flute was like a thread, circling and echoing in the air, turning into a series of spiritual power ropes, trying to restrain the actions of the beast spirit.
Chu Mochen drew his sword from its sheath. His spiritual sword was called "Pohuan". The blade was shining with cold light and runes were looming. With a swing, the sword energy was so strong that it seemed to be able to tear the sky apart. He flashed like a black lightning and rushed straight to the flaming Qilin. The long sword in his hand was wrapped with powerful spiritual power and fiercely stabbed at the Qilin's throat, trying to dampen its spirit with the force of thunder.
The Fire Kirin felt threatened, raised its head and roared, and a thick pillar of fire spurted out of its mouth, heading straight for Chu Mochen's face. Chu Mochen did not dodge or give way, and the long sword in his hand spun rapidly, forming a spiritual shield in front of him to block the pillar of fire. The scorching heat made his clothes rustle, and his hair on his forehead curled slightly, but it did not shake his determination at all.
At the same time, the Ice Soul Black Dragon and the Swift Wind Wolf also launched an attack. The Ice Dragon swung its long tail, and several ice spikes shot towards Yun Yao like hidden weapons; the Wolf shook its body and disappeared from the spot in an instant, and appeared behind Yun Yao the next moment, opening its bloody mouth, its sharp fangs flashing cold light, and bit down fiercely.
Yun Yao's posture was light, as if she was dancing. She turned the jade flute and played a passionate high note. The sound of the flute turned into a sharp blade of spiritual power, shattering the ice ridges one after another. Then she tapped her toes lightly, dodged the wolf's attack, swung the flute with her backhand, and hit the wolf's back hard, causing the wolf to howl in pain.
The three (beasts) fought back and forth, and the battle was in full swing. The valley was full of spiritual power, and sand and rocks were flying. Although Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were gradually showing signs of fatigue, their clothes were torn and they were bruised in many places, but their eyes became more determined. With years of tacit cooperation, the two gradually figured out the attack routines of the beast spirits and began to turn defense into offense.
Chu Mochen took advantage of the gap between the flames of the Fire Qilin and rushed forward with a leap. He stabbed the Qilin's abdomen with the long sword in his hand. The Qilin felt pain and the flames instantly shrank. Yun Yao took advantage of the situation to increase the output of the flute's spiritual power. The spiritual power rope was like a spirit snake, tightly wrapping the Ice Soul Black Dragon, making it unable to move. Seeing this, the Swift Wind Wolf became timid and wanted to turn around and flee, but Chu Mochen's sword energy cut off one of its hind legs and fell to the ground wailing.
Half an hour passed, and as the last beast spirit phantom dissipated, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. Their spiritual energy was almost exhausted, their clothes were tattered, and they looked miserable, but they looked at each other and laughed.
"The last level is a test of your perseverance." The voice was emotionless. "You need to persist in this purgatory of ice and fire for three hours. Your body and mind must not waver. If you give up, all your previous efforts will be wasted." As soon as the words fell, the environment around the two of them changed abruptly. Half of it turned into a raging sea of fire, the scorching heat made their skin painful; the other half turned into an icy abyss, the biting cold invaded the bone marrow. The interweaving of ice and fire made it like purgatory on earth.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood up with difficulty, supporting each other, and they used the remaining spiritual power in their bodies to try to resist the dual attack of ice and fire. The flames licked their skin, and the sweat was evaporated as soon as it appeared; the cold penetrated into the bone marrow, and the body gradually became numb, and every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be suffering from the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants.
An hour later, Yun Yao's face turned pale, her body trembled, her lips turned purple from the cold, but she gritted her teeth and said, "Chen Lang, I... I can still hold on." Chu Mochen also looked haggard, but nodded firmly, "Ayao, we can do it."
For two hours, their legs felt like they were filled with lead. Every step they took required all their strength. The spiritual energy in their bodies was in disorder, and it seemed to be about to burst through their meridians. Yun Yao had a mouthful of blood rushing up her throat, but she forced herself to swallow it down, holding Chu Mochen's hand tightly in her hand, as if to draw strength from it.
Just as they were about to give up, when their consciousness was blurred, they heard each other's voice in their hearts, which was the belief condensed by the bond of years of companionship and life and death. "Ayao (Chen Lang), you can't give up!" This belief was like a ray of dawn, dispelling the darkness and rekindling their fighting spirit.
Finally, three hours later, the ice and fire purgatory dissipated with a bang, and the warm sunshine shone down, as if it were a new life. The majestic voice echoed in the valley, but at this moment, it revealed a trace of relief: "You have passed the test, and the inheritance will belong to you..."