mtl008 Chapter 1708
Chapter 1708
A faint ripple appeared on the light screen of the Immortal Rank Array. The moment the unfamiliar aura pierced through him like a needle, Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes. His eyes seemed to hold a galaxy of stars, and in the blink of an eye, he had teleported out of the Immortal Abode World without hesitation.
Ten years is a precious time for ordinary people, a transformation from a child to a young man, a time that should not be wasted.
But for cultivators who have already embarked on the path of immortality, it is merely a fleeting moment with a flick of the finger.
Ten years have passed since the Chaos Nest opened. Although Chen Xuan didn't know how the cultivators training in the secret realm had precisely calculated the time, he had no time to delve into such details at the moment.
With a slight movement, Chen Xuan stood atop the Chaos Pass, hands behind his back. An invisible divine sense spread out like a tide, covering the entire range of the great formation in an instant.
Under the probing of divine sense, scattered groups of cultivators were already flying towards this direction.
The so-called struggle for immortality is a brutal battle between cultivators of the same realm, much like raising poisonous insects. These returning cultivators had different expressions: some wore smug expressions, their brows revealing the joy of having gained an opportunity.
Some looked somber, but a hint of madness occasionally flashed in the depths of their eyes, clearly indicating that they had encountered setbacks in the secret realm and failed to achieve their goals.
Clearly, the opportunities within the Chaos Nest are not inexhaustible, nor are they available to everyone.
"Wow—"
A sharp sound pierced the air, accompanied by an angry shout: "Damn it! If my enemies hadn't gathered a group of friends to intercept me halfway, I would have been able to take that Chaos Immortal Fruit smoothly!"
The speaker was a young man whose mouth was still bleeding. He was clutching his chest, his face full of resentment and anger.
"Sigh, these things can only be blamed on bad luck," one of the people in the group sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness.
“Yes, we lost to them this time, but we’ll get our revenge next time we have the chance!” another person chimed in, trying to soothe the young man’s emotions.
As they spoke, this team, led by cultivators at the Void Realm and including three cultivators at the Nascent Soul Realm, arrived directly near the Chaos Pass.
As soon as they entered the area spanning 40,000 li, the young man in the lead suddenly changed his expression and raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.
Everyone looked puzzled and turned to the young man.
"Hmph, there is the aura of a great formation ahead. If I didn't have some expertise in the Dao of Formations, I probably wouldn't have been able to detect it."
As the man spoke, his gaze swept over each member of the group, his tone grave, "This is troublesome. In the battle just now, all our spoils were taken by our enemies. If there are any more powerful figures setting up obstacles here, we may not be able to escape."
"How outrageous! We were extorted for ten million catties of Origin Liquid before we even entered the Divine Nest. Are we going to be treated like this when we leave?" one of them said through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, it must be that Jiu Xiao, he's really gone too far!"
"That's right. We are all at the Void Reversal Realm. How can we suffer such humiliation? I crushed the Ancestor's token when we came. Once the Chaos Nest closes, we will all leave and go to the outer star field. He will have to spit out as much as he swallowed back then!"
The saying goes, "One should not enter a formation lightly." The reason why formations are so powerful is that they can rely on the formation base and take advantage of the power of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers to condense killing power and the power to trap enemies that far exceed those of the same realm.
Last time, Chen Xuan set up a checkpoint outside the pass, using his victory over the core disciples of the Nine Nether Holy Land as a deterrent, so that he could plunder tens of millions of catties of Origin Liquid from each of them.
Now, ten years later, when faced with a similar immortal-level array, these disciples from various holy cities, quasi-holy cities, and star sects will no longer obediently bow their heads and offer resources as they did back then.
As more and more cultivators arrived at the point 50,000 miles before the Chaos Pass, those who had been waiting there immediately soared into the sky and began to chat and exchange ideas.