nashuaworldcup Chapter 223 The Spot is Finally Secured
Chapter 223 The Spot is Finally Secured
Zhuang Yu's heart pounded like a drum, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
He stared intently at the guardian of the spirit world's gate, awaiting the final test.
The air around seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe.
He longed for a spot to enter the spirit world; this longing burned within him like a flame, making him feel uneasy and anxious.
He glanced at his competitors around him. Even Elder Baiyun, whose face was usually shrewd and calculating, showed a rare hint of tension. Xiao Chen, standing next to him, was even paler and his hands were trembling slightly.
The rogue cultivator, Wind Wolf, wore a fierce expression, seemingly ready to pounce on his prey at any moment.
The guardian of the Spirit Realm Gate spoke slowly, his voice like the tolling of an ancient bell, carrying a mysterious echo: "The final test is to withstand the unstable power of the Spirit Realm Gate. Those who persevere to the end will gain the qualification to enter the Spirit Realm."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
The power of the Spirit Realm Gate is something even a Nascent Soul stage expert would find difficult to resist.
Elder Baiyun and the other experts' expressions changed drastically; this final test was even more brutal than they had imagined.
"This...this is simply an impossible task!" Xiao Chen's voice trembled slightly as he looked at Elder Baiyun.
Elder Baiyun frowned, his eyes flickering, as if he were deep in thought.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic. If we join forces, there might still be a glimmer of hope."
Zhuang Yu sneered inwardly. This old fox was indeed trying to use this opportunity to win over the crowd and gain greater benefits for himself.
He remained outwardly calm, but secretly he became more vigilant.
The guardian of the spirit realm continued, "The trial is about to begin; you should all prepare yourselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force emanated from the gate to the spirit world, surging towards everyone like a tide.
This power was filled with an aura of rage and destruction, as if it wanted to devour everything.
Zhuang Yu felt an immense pressure coming towards him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He gritted his teeth and circulated his spiritual energy to try to resist the erosion of this power.
"Here it comes!" Wind Wolf growled, his muscles tensing as he prepared for battle.
Elder Baiyun and Xiao Chen also unleashed their magical treasures, preparing to meet the impact of this force.
Suddenly, Zhuang Yu sensed an unusual presence behind him. He whirled around and saw Elder Baiyun's lips curl into a strange smile as he muttered to himself, "Boy, your good luck has run out..."
The power of the Spirit Gate swept through the entire space like a raging hurricane.
The intense sense of oppression made everyone present feel suffocated, as if a mountain was pressing down on their chests, making it hard to breathe.
Zhuang Yu narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and took the lead in activating the unique cultivation technique he obtained from the mysterious space—the "Chaos Technique".
A strange energy fluctuation spread out from him, forming a faint golden light shield that blocked the violent power.
He remained calm and composed, his clothes fluttering, like a rock standing firmly in the eye of a storm.
Elder Baiyun's expression changed slightly upon seeing this.
He hadn't expected Zhuang Yu to withstand the power of the Spirit Realm Gate so easily, which made him feel uneasy.
He snorted coldly and activated his own cultivation technique with all his might. A thick white spiritual energy surrounded his body, forming a solid barrier.
However, as time went by, Elder Baiyun's face gradually turned pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The violent power, like a venomous snake, relentlessly eroded his defenses, making him feel increasingly strained.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen, who was standing next to him, became extremely anxious and cried out in worry, "Master!"
Zhuang Yu remained as steady as Mount Tai, his golden light shield unbreakable, as if he were one with the violent power.
He even had the energy to observe his surroundings, a faint smile playing on his lips.
That smile, when seen by Elder Baiyun, was like a sharp knife piercing his pride.
He gritted his teeth, bracing himself, unwilling to show his defeat in front of everyone.
Wind Wolf appeared somewhat disheveled. He was inherently violent and not good at defense, and now, facing this violent power, he was even more unable to cope.
He let out a low growl, his body trembling violently, as if he would be torn apart by this force at any moment.
He turned his head with difficulty to look at Zhuang Yu, a complex look flashing in his eyes, and a deep voice came from his mouth: "Save...me..."
A violent storm of spiritual energy raged, and the Wind Wolf let out a painful groan as its protective spiritual energy shattered, sending it flying like a kite with a broken string.
He closed his eyes in despair, awaiting the arrival of that destructive force.
The expected excruciating pain did not come. He opened his eyes in surprise and found himself enveloped by a gentle force, slowly falling to the ground.
"Thank you..." Feng Lang looked at Zhuang Yu, his voice hoarse. He hadn't expected that Zhuang Yu would save him at such a critical moment.
Zhuang Yu smiled slightly, said nothing more, and gently placed the wind wolf on the ground.
This small act of kindness was insignificant to him, but it warmed Fenglang's heart.
As time went on, the power of the Spirit Gate grew increasingly violent, and one by one, the experts present were eliminated.
Screams and roars rose and fell, like a living hell.
In the end, only Zhuang Yu and Elder Baiyun remained, struggling to hold on.
Elder Baiyun's face was as pale as paper, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his breathing became rapid.
He stared intently at Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu remained calm and composed, his golden light shield as steady as Mount Tai, completely unaffected.
A faint smile played on his lips as he calmly met Elder Baiyun's gaze, as if mocking his overestimation of his abilities.
"Who...who exactly are you?" Elder Baiyun asked through gritted teeth, his voice trembling and almost inaudible.
Zhuang Yu chuckled lightly, but did not answer. He simply said, "Elder Baiyun, it seems your limit is approaching."
Elder Baiyun's expression turned even more unpleasant upon hearing this.
He felt that the spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted and could no longer support this violent power.
"No...impossible..." Elder Baiyun roared, his eyes filled with madness, "I will never lose to you..."
He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the magical artifact in his hand.
The magic weapon suddenly shone brightly, emitting a sharp cry, and a powerful force surged from it, enveloping Elder Baiyun.
"Boy, die!" Elder Baiyun roared hysterically, his magic weapon transforming into a streak of light as it hurtled towards Zhuang Yu.
Upon seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Zhuang Yu's eyes...
The streak of light, carrying Elder Baiyun's final madness, hurtled straight towards Zhuang Yu's heart with a piercing whistling sound.
The air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a chilling shriek.
Zhuang Yu's eyes sharpened as he sensed the immense power contained within the magical artifact, but there was no fear on his face.
He slowly raised his hand, and the golden light on his palm became even more dazzling, like a small sun.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the golden light and the flowing light collided, bursting out with dazzling light. The powerful shockwave spread outwards from the two people, causing the ground around them to tremble slightly.
Elder Baiyun's body trembled violently, and the magic weapon in his hand let out a mournful cry, instantly losing its luster. It flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.
Zhuang Yu remained firmly in place, his golden light shield unwavering.
He slowly withdrew his palm, the golden light gradually dissipated, revealing his calm and profound eyes.
The entire venue fell silent; everyone was deeply shocked by what they were witnessing.
Elder Baiyun, a top expert in the cultivation world, was defeated so thoroughly by Zhuang Yu!
Their gaze shifted from initial shock to awe, and then gradually to admiration.
They understood that the young man before them was no ordinary person, and his future was destined to be incredibly brilliant.
The ancient voice of the guardian of the spirit realm gate rang out once more, carrying a hint of barely perceptible praise: "The trial is over. The one who perseveres to the end is Zhuang Yu."
Zhuang Yu nodded slightly, without saying anything more.
He concealed his aura and walked step by step toward the gate to the spirit world.
Every step seemed so firm and powerful, as if stepping into a completely new world.
People around him automatically made way for him, watching his back with eyes full of awe and expectation.
Just as Zhuang Yu's figure was about to disappear into the gate of the spirit world, he suddenly sensed an extremely unusual aura. The aura was deep and strange, like a vortex in the night, radiating unsettling fluctuations.
He paused, his brow furrowing slightly. He could sense that the aura came from the other side of the Spirit Realm Gate, where some unknown secret seemed to be hidden.
He stared at the slowly rotating gate to the spirit world, the light within it shifting and changing, like an invisible behemoth opening its gaping maw.
A strange premonition welled up in Zhuang Yu's heart, but he did not hesitate and resolutely stepped into the doorway to the unknown.