Chapter 407: Chapter 348: Origin Spirit Realm, Open!

The day broke, and Chu Huaixu was supposed to set off toward the entrance of the Origin Spirit Realm.

He arrived outside the hall and discovered that the entourage accompanying him seemed a bit too grand.

The Sword Venerable from the Sword Sect and the Tianluo from Luotian Valley had come, and even the Cicada Chasing Man from Spring and Autumn Mountain, a Ninth Realm cultivator, had hurried to the Daoist Sect.

In other words, the highest visible combat power of the Four Great Sects had gathered here.

The entrance to the Origin Spirit Realm this time was located at the border between Mirror Country and Moon Country.

This area had been occupied by both countries, with power shifting due to border skirmishes over hundreds of years.

Due to his previous trip to the Imperial Capital, Chu Huaixu had stirred up quite a commotion.

Everyone felt that only having Jiang Zhi escort him might not be quite secure enough.

After all, the trouble he provoked wasn’t just with Prince Rui’s Mansion.

More importantly, he had angered the Ancestor Emperor!

From the perspective of the righteous path, the Ancestor Emperor’s relentless attempts at possession and reincarnation had already placed him among the ranks of the evil cultivators.

One must be vigilant!

Moreover, the Black Moon Sect had recently appeared within the East Continent.

The importance of Chu Huaixu was self-evident.

Hence, these peak figures from the cultivation realm were willing to humble themselves to provide security for this young man.

The young man, dressed in a black and gold robe, started to greet everyone upon seeing them.

The Cicada Chasing Man from Spring and Autumn Mountain was named Pei Songji.

He appeared short, slightly hunched, and wore a bamboo hat.

Before Chu Huaixu’s traversal, he was a disciple of Spring and Autumn Mountain and had seen him once.

Now, after traversing, this was his first encounter.

It was heard that his cultivation was at the Third Heaven of the Ninth Realm.

His relationship with the black cat demon beast left by the Dao Ancestor on Spring and Autumn Mountain was profound.

It seems his initial opportunities originated from that black cat.

Therefore, for him, the words of this Cat Guardian held more sway than those of the current Mountain Master.

At this moment, after Chu Huaixu greeted this Ninth Realm Great Cultivator, he appeared quite amiable, even enthusiastic.

The exact reason for this was unclear to him, but at least it made the atmosphere harmonious.

Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing also wanted to accompany him, and Jiang Zhi agreed after a moment’s thought.

As for Lin Zixuan, she was to serve as a tool.

Chu Huaixu had once again planted a Spirit Seed within her, so naturally, she would follow along.

Thus, four towering figures of cultivation, along with four young individuals, flew towards the direction of the Origin Spirit Realm.

Before departure, Sect Leader Xiang Yan gave some careful instructions.

Sometimes Chu Huaixu thought, “Xiang Yan may look fierce, with his baldness and rough voice, but he actually has a rather maternal side…”

At times, he even appeared somewhat nagging.

Outside the great hall, these high-ranking Daoist Sect members watched as the eight individuals flew farther away.

Li Chunsong couldn’t help but start rubbing his hands.

“Spit it out quickly,” Second Elder Tai Tingbai glanced at his junior and couldn’t help but say, “Speak, what do you want to bet on this time?”

Li Chunsong continued rubbing his hands like a fly, his eyes gleaming, his breath quickened:

“How about this time we bet on… how many Profound Yellow Origin Fragments Chu Huaixu can bring back?”

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East Continent, Evil Cultivation Altar.

A man cloaked entirely in black robe sat right in the center of the altar.

The Sect Leader of the Black Moon Sect had long since healed his severed arm.

He began to “talk to himself” again, communicating with the Primordial Spirit inside him.

“Chu Huaixu should have set off by now,” said the Leader.

The Primordial Spirit replied, “Kunlun Saint Sect won’t allow another failure; it’s likely he won’t return from this journey.”

“Oh?” The Black Moon Sect Leader’s tone carried curiosity.

The power within the altar continuously nourished him, bringing him immense comfort as he asked, “In the recent East and West Continent Competition, Chu Huaixu’s performance could be described as astounding.”

“I can’t imagine how talented and brilliant a person your so-called Saint Sect would send to possibly defeat him?”

The Primordial Spirit fell into a brief silence.

Undoubtedly, he also recognized Chu Huaixu’s considerable overall strength.

“Considering his current performance, even if the Saint Sect were to send a possessed Nascent Soul True Monarch, I’m afraid they wouldn’t be his match,” the Primordial Spirit commented.

“Then why are you so certain that Chu Huaixu won’t return?” the Black Moon Sect Leader inquired.

“Because the enemy he faces might not be just a cultivator this time; he might be up against a whole small world,” the Primordial Spirit’s tone deepened.

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Elsewhere, Chu Huaixu was almost completely unaware of what might happen next in the Origin Spirit Realm.

He only knew that in “Borrowed Sword,” Xiaoxu had single-handedly cleared the way with one sword.

But the exact method of clearing the way had not been unearthed by players.

After all, matters concerning the Origin Spirit Realm were almost top secrets.

At this moment, four top Great Cultivators from the East Continent’s cultivation realm were flying in earnest with four young individuals, their speed terrifyingly fast.

As they reached the entrance, two people were already standing below.

The newcomers were Xiahou Yue, the National Guardian of Moon Country, and Zhuge Boyue, another Ninth Realm Great Cultivator from Moon Country.

Due to the previous commotion caused by the competition, Xiahou Yue’s demeanor seemed somewhat cold.

Following this incident, Moon Country didn’t just lose a crown prince; its national prestige was damaged.

Even as a National Guardian, he lost face due to the Sword Venerable’s Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root technique.

But given the gravity of the situation, he had no choice but to attend today.

“Just focus on meditating and breathing, don’t worry about anything,” Jiang Zhi instructed Chu Huaixu.

“Yes, Ancestral Master.”

At this moment, there was still some time before the entrance would open; he indeed needed to adjust his state.

Chu Huaixu had done quite an extravagant stint with Han Shuangjiang the night before, almost absurdly indulgent all night.

Yet his physical state was still at its peak.

His self-healing ability was so strong that ordinary human ailments like backaches simply didn’t occur.

On the contrary, his mental state was exceptionally vigorous.

No choice, men who have tasted indulgence, even if only half-indulgence, inevitably feel somewhat different.

His Character Panel still held some Experience Points.

Chu Huaixu at this moment found a place to spend them.

After he’d nearly spent all his Experience Points, he finally opened his eyes.

Han Shuangjiang approached at this moment and spoke, “Do you want to take Zhegu Heaven along?”

“No need,” Chu Huaixu waved his hand, “If I truly have to borrow a sword, I actually prefer the National Guardian Sword in the Moon Country Capital.”

Hearing this, Xiahou Yue couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids slightly.

He pretended not to hear.

The National Guardian Sword is the core of the grand array in the Imperial Capital, critically important, how could it be taken out of the Imperial Capital!

You kid, you’re really bold with your words!

Time ticked away, second by second.

Soon, it was time for the entrance to open.

The entrance to the second layer of the Origin Spirit Realm looked no different from the entrance to the first layer.

Jiang Zhi was about to give a few more instructions when he saw this impetuous kid rushing in eagerly, without even a goodbye.

This is a top-level dungeon with top-tier task rewards!

Chu Huaixu was indeed a bit impatient!

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Outside the Profound Yellow Realm, Kunlun Cave Heaven.

On a boundless black sea, two people sat opposite each other, playing a game of chess.

It was still the white-haired youth, holding white pieces.

The other, an elder with long black hair, held black pieces.

The sea beneath them was as calm as a mirror, without the slightest ripple.

The swimming fish in the water were all motionless.

Here, even the sea breeze was still.

The rules of heaven and earth would be altered with these two at the center!

The surrounding ten miles appeared particularly eerie.

Until a portal opened in the sky.

The white-haired youth took down a brocade bag from his waist.

Immediately, a woman was poured out from the bag.

Originally the size of a green bean, she quickly returned to her original form, her height not much different from the youth.

“Master, has that disciple gone?” The woman glanced at the entrance high above.

“Go,” the white-haired youth said blandly.

By the chessboard, there was also this female cultivator’s Soul Lamp.

The lamp emitted a dim golden glow.

This signified the primordial spirit state of the female cultivator.

This female cultivator had delicate features, with phoenix eyes, an alluring temperament, and a hint of a stubborn streak.

She had a plump and full figure, wearing a fitted outfit, which accentuated her slender waist and the voluptuousness above it.

She was somewhat similar to Lin Zixuan, both possessing an innate divine technique—”Slender Branch Bearing Fruit.”

Such women were rare in the world.

For most women, if they become too thin, their chest would naturally flatten.

At this moment, she opened her full lips and gently exhaled.

A small flying sword emerged from her mouth.

The crystal-blue flying sword hovered in the air for a while, growing larger.

Once the flying sword resumed its original size, she lightly tapped her toe and stepped onto it.

In the Profound Yellow Realm, only great cultivators could fly in the air.

But in Kunlun Cave Heaven, a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator could easily fly with objects, and at great speed.

As for other divine techniques, they were even more abundant.

After all, these weren’t the years lived as a dog.

Though she appeared to be in the bloom of youth, after possession and reincarnation, she had been cultivating for 125 years.

—she was a centenarian grandmother.

If the ages before possession were added, it would be even more impressive.

As she stood on the flying sword, nearing the vortex high above, she suddenly stopped, seemingly waiting for something.

The black-haired elder sitting by the chessboard also looked at the opposite aged youth at that moment.

Then, the youth began forming hand seals, and his silver-white hair danced wildly without wind.

He muttered incantations, obscure and hard to understand.

Suddenly, the black sea beneath shattered abruptly.

It was like a mirror cracking.

A piece of this fragment began to rise into the air.

It seemed as if this section of sea became an independent small world.

And the area that had just shattered appeared as chaotic void.

The sea in this world vanished like this.

The vanishing occurred outside the still ten-mile radius.

Fish swam forward.

They naturally passed through the chaotic void.

Directly appearing from one end to the other.

Yet the shattered world also existed substantively, visible to the naked eye.

The white-haired youth opened his right hand.

His palm slowly lifted upward.

And this small world was lifted high into the air, near the vortex.

The female cultivator on the flying sword gazed at this scene with bright eyes.

Her eyes were filled with endless longing.

“This, is the Divinity Transformation Stage!”

“The supreme power of my master!”

Soon, this small world fused with the vortex entrance of the Origin Spirit Realm.

The aged youth spoke slowly, his voice ancient yet emotionally detached.

“Go.”

The female cultivator on the flying sword immediately bowed, “Yes, Master!”

In a flash of her figure, she merged into the vortex.

Meanwhile, Chu Huaixu had entered the second layer of the Origin Spirit Realm.

Soon, a system notification sounded in his ear.

“[Ding! You have entered the instance—The Second Layer of the Origin Spirit Realm].”

Chu Huaixu looked forward, seeing the same scene as the outside world.

The Origin Spirit Realm replicates the outside environment, but it’s a virtual realm, between reality and fiction.

However, he soon frowned inwardly.

“What is that?” He was somewhat confused, alarm bells ringing in his mind: “This isn’t a replication of the outside world!”

Because at the end of this virtual realm, he saw black sea water surging in!

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