mtl008 Chapter 200: Breaking Through the Crisis
Chapter 200: Breaking Through the Crisis
The earth shook and the mountains trembled, and sand and rocks flew everywhere.
The originally thick white fog was shaken and scattered, revealing the menacing black rocks.
Cracks spread like a spider web, and the ground beneath our feet seemed ready to collapse at any moment.
The howling wind, like the low growl of a ferocious beast, echoed through the valley, swirling up fallen leaves and dust, forming swirling vortexes.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur, which was nauseating.
Zhuang Yu held Wang Yao's hand tightly, and her palm trembled slightly.
He could sense her unease, but he had to remain calm.
He looked down at the sleeping cub in his arms. Its soft skin and shallow breathing made it seem so small and precious.
His gaze hardened, becoming as unwavering as steel.
No matter what happens, he will protect them; it is his responsibility and his promise.
"Boom!" A huge boulder rolled down from the mountaintop and crashed heavily not far from them, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Wang Yao exclaimed in surprise and instinctively hugged the cub tightly.
Zhuang Yu shielded her behind him, cautiously glancing around.
He sensed danger lurking everywhere, growing ever closer.
Suddenly, two figures burst out from the thick fog; it was none other than True Monarch Qingyan and Little Red.
Their faces were contorted with rage, and their eyes gleamed with madness.
Xiao Hong's shoulder was wrapped in thick bandages, and blood had seeped out, staining her clothes red.
But he didn't care at all, and instead revealed a bloodthirsty smile.
"Zhuang Yu, do you think you can escape?" Qingyan Zhenjun's voice was hoarse and deep, like a demon from hell.
Zhuang Yu sensed the intense killing intent emanating from them. He gently placed the cub in Wang Yao's arms.
"Yao'er, protect it well."
He slowly rose to face Qingyan Zhenjun and Xiao Hong. A powerful spiritual force erupted from his body, like a raging flame, illuminating the entire valley.
"Come on, let me see what else you can do!"
Qingyan Zhenjun sneered, and a crimson longsword appeared in his hand, its blade burning with raging flames and radiating a scorching aura.
Xiao Hong also drew her dagger, her eyes filled with malice, staring at Zhuang Yu like a venomous snake.
"Prepare to die!" Azure Flame True Monarch roared, his longsword transforming into a streak of fire as it pierced straight into Zhuang Yu's chest...
Firelight and sword shadows clashed, and scorching spiritual energy raged like a storm, tearing apart the last vestiges of tranquility in the valley.
Zhuang Yu's figure flickered like a ghost, each movement precisely avoiding the sharpness of Qingyan Zhenjun's crimson longsword.
The blade sliced through the air with a piercing whistle, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.
Xiao Hong, like a venomous snake lurking in wait, appeared and disappeared intermittently, the dagger in her hand gleaming with a cold, sinister light, occasionally stabbing towards Zhuang Yu's vital points.
Zhuang Yu felt threats coming from all directions, and the spiritual power within his body surged like a rushing river.
He skillfully used his movement techniques to maneuver effortlessly amidst the combined attacks of Qingyan Zhenjun and Xiao Hong.
Every dodge was calculated precisely, and every counterattack was powerful.
The two attacked him like a storm, but they could not even touch the hem of his clothes.
The shockwave from the collision uprooted the surrounding trees, scattered rocks, and shook the earth.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can hide!" Qingyan Zhenjun roared, and with a sudden swing of his longsword, a huge fiery sword aura swept across, distorting and deforming the air.
Zhuang Yu's eyes sharpened, and he pushed off the ground with both feet, his body flying backward like an arrow released from a bow, narrowly dodging the attack.
Just then, Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, his spiritual energy circulated rapidly, and an even more powerful aura burst forth from him.
He formed a hand seal, and a strange light surrounded him, emanating a mysterious and ancient aura.
This was an extremely powerful technique he had comprehended in a mysterious space, which he had never used in front of others.
"What is this?" True Monarch Qingyan felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and a sense of unease welled up in his heart.
He could sense that Zhuang Yu's aura was constantly rising, as if it was about to break through some kind of limit.
"Try this!" Zhuang Yu shouted, pushing forward with both hands.
An invisible energy surged forth like a tide, instantly enveloping Qingyan Zhenjun and his disciples.
This energy carried a devastating force, like a giant millstone, constantly crushing them.
Qingyan Zhenjun and Xiaohong's expressions changed drastically. They felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their bodies, making it extremely difficult for them to move.
They tried their best to break free, but found it was all in vain.
Their spiritual power was as fragile as paper in the face of Zhuang Yu's techniques.
"Pfft!" True Monarch Qingyan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper. Little Red was directly blasted away and crashed heavily into a boulder with a muffled thud.
Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, forming a cold arc. He looked at the Qingyan True Monarch and his disciples struggling in the cultivation technique, without the slightest pity in his eyes.
He slowly withdrew his hands, and the surrounding energy fluctuations gradually subsided.
Qingyan Zhenjun and Xiaohong collapsed to the ground like two puddles of mud, their breaths weak, their clothes tattered, and they were in a terrible state.
"You have lost." Zhuang Yu's voice was calm and indifferent, as if stating a fact.
"You...you..." Qingyan Zhenjun wanted to say something, but a mouthful of blood choked his throat, and he could only let out a muffled groan.
In the distance, Wang Yao held the cub, watching this scene with a complex light in her eyes.
She saw Zhuang Yu slowly turn around and walk towards her...
As Wang Yao watched Zhuang Yu slowly walk towards her, the fear in her eyes gradually gave way to admiration and love.
She hurriedly stood up, rushed towards Zhuang Yu without hesitation, and threw herself into his arms.
Zhuang Yu held her tightly, feeling her body tremble slightly, as if she was still feeling fear from the terrifying experience just now.
He gently patted her back and comforted her in a tender voice, "It's alright, we're safe now."
The cubs jumped around happily, as if they too were cheering for this moment of victory.
Its soft skin and shallow breathing filled Zhuang Yu's heart with warmth and contentment.
He looked down at the cub, his eyes filled with love and determination.
From this moment on, he was not only a cultivator, but also a father and a guardian.
Zhuang Yu led Wang Yao and the cub back to a secluded and safe place.
This cave deep in the dense forest was surrounded by protective formations he had set up, keeping it far away from the disturbances of the outside world.
He began to focus on raising the cubs, and under his careful care, the cubs grew up healthily.
Its eyes grew brighter and brighter, and its body gradually became stronger. Every step forward brought Zhuang Yu immense joy.
Wang Yao watched all this with gratitude in her heart.
She knew that none of this would have been possible without Zhuang Yu's protection and efforts.
She sat quietly to the side, occasionally grooming the cub's fur. Watching the heartwarming scene of it interacting with Zhuang Yu, tears of happiness welled up in her eyes.
At that moment, Zhuang Yu suddenly raised his head and stared in the direction of the cave entrance.
His gaze deepened, as if he had sensed something unusual.
He gently patted Wang Yao's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Yao'er, there are some things we haven't finished yet..." The cub's growth was rapid, and its vigorous vitality filled the cave with life.
It is no longer that frail infant; now it can toddle and babble, its clear laughter echoing in the cave, cleansing Zhuang Yu's soul like a clear spring.
But Zhuang Yu did not bask in this joy. His gaze remained fixed on the distance, and he was planning his next move.
He knew that the crisis was only temporarily over, and the real challenges lay ahead.
The Celestial Palace, a place shrouded in mystery, is his next target.
He had obtained some scattered information about the Celestial Palace in a mysterious space, a place that contained endless treasures and opportunities, but was also full of unknown dangers.
Zhuang Yu knew that in order to gain a foothold in the cultivation world, he had to constantly improve his strength, and the Immortal Palace was undoubtedly an excellent place for trials.
He began preparing for the expedition, collecting various rare medicinal herbs and materials, and refining elixirs and magical artifacts.
He devoted all his energy to cultivation, constantly consolidating and improving his cultivation level.
Wang Yao silently stayed by his side, taking care of everything for him. She knew that Zhuang Yu was a man with great ambitions, and his goals went far beyond this.
One day, Zhuang Yu was cultivating when he suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from outside the cave.
He stepped out of the cave and saw a group of cultivators gathered nearby. They looked flustered and were talking amongst themselves.
"Have you heard? The Celestial Palace is about to open!"
"Really? That's a legendary place!"
"It is said that there are countless treasures and inheritances inside, but it is also full of dangers. Nine out of ten people who go in never come back..."
Upon hearing these rumors, Zhuang Yu's heart stirred.
It seems that news of the opening of the Immortal Palace has spread, attracting the attention of countless cultivators.
He knew that this was both an opportunity and a challenge.
He must be fully prepared in order to gain anything in the celestial palace.
After returning to the cave, Zhuang Yu told Wang Yao what he had heard.
A hint of worry appeared on Wang Yao's face, but she did not try to dissuade Zhuang Yu; instead, she silently supported his decision.
She knew that this was Zhuang Yu's dream, and also his destiny.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination.
He took out the map of the celestial palace he had obtained in the mysterious space and began to study it carefully.
The map marks the entrance to the celestial palace and some important locations, but much of the area is blank, filled with unknown mysteries.
Just as Zhuang Yu was about to set off, he suddenly felt a mysterious force calling to him.
This power came from the distant East, filled with an ancient and mysterious aura, as if guiding him to some unknown destination...
"Yao'er, take good care of yourself and the baby..." Zhuang Yu's voice was deep and firm. He turned around and walked towards the east, his figure gradually disappearing into the vast night.