OBS Chapter 2110 Chaos Erosion
Chapter 2110 Chaos Erosion
Chapter 2110 Chaos Erosion
This is just the harvest of one day. If he continues at this pace and explores the ruins for a while, he can not only collect a complete set of mid-grade sixteenth-rank spiritual materials, but he might even be able to look forward to high-grade sixteenth-rank spiritual materials.
Of course, it's impossible for lone vengeful demons to be everywhere in the ruins, making them easy to hunt. The deeper you go, the greater the danger becomes, and the vengeful demons may be stronger and more bizarre, or even other unknown dangers may appear.
Chen Fei composed himself and refocused his attention on vigilance. While the gains were certainly welcome, remaining alert and alert was always paramount in this perilous ancient ruin.
Above the broken peak, the wind howled, carrying a chilling cold that penetrated to the bone.
The eternal golden light in the sky had vanished without a trace, replaced by a dim, hazy glow, like a gloomy dusk, which made people feel depressed.
The air was no longer filled with that glorious, ancient, and slightly scorching aura, but instead became damp, with wisps of faint yet all-pervasive black demonic energy slowly flowing and seeping through the broken walls and ruins like ghosts.
The white jade-like bricks on the ground became dull and dark under the influence of demonic energy. The outlines of the majestic palaces in the distance appeared even more sinister and eerie in the dim light and pervasive demonic energy, like lurking giant beasts.
In the next instant, darkness descended completely, and the ancient celestial ruins entered a state of darkness.
Chen Fei silently calculated the time. According to the pattern, the dark side would last for about an hour. Once the dark side passed, they could continue exploring and hunting.
Time passed slowly, and an hour later, Chen Fei looked up at the sky, waiting for the familiar golden light to pierce the darkness and dispel the gloom.
However, the sky remained gloomy, the layer of gray seemingly solidified, showing no sign of brightening. Moreover, the black demonic energy permeating the air appeared to have become even more concentrated and active.
Wisps of demonic energy seemed to come alive, swirling and gathering around the broken peak, even seeping into the restrictions set up by Chen Fei, emitting a slight hissing sound—the sound of demonic energy and the restrictive energy annihilating each other.
Beneath the broken peak, the ruins, now shrouded in increasingly dense demonic energy, seemed to have become part of the Netherworld, with shadowy figures and seemingly more indescribable things writhing and whispering in the shadows.
The sound of the wind seemed to grow even more mournful, carrying a haunting and seductive quality.
The anticipated positive shift did not materialize. Instead, the negative phase was prolonged.
Almost at the same time that Chen Fei noticed the abnormality, Cao Feiyu, who was adjusting her breathing beside her, also suddenly opened her eyes.
A hint of seriousness and doubt appeared in her clear eyes. Clearly, Cao Feiyu also sensed that the time had come, but the environment had not changed as usual.
At this moment, Cao Feiyu could clearly feel that the aura of the Yin-based laws in the surrounding world was not weakening, but rather strengthening at a slow pace.
Cao Feiyu stood up, her blue dress swaying slightly in the growing demonic energy, like a blue lotus in the wind.
She walked to the edge of the broken peak and stood side by side with Chen Fei. Her cool gaze swept over the ruins below, which were shrouded in demonic energy, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly.
"The concentration of demonic energy has actually increased, Senior Sister, can you feel it?" Chen Fei spoke up, breaking the unsettling silence.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear amidst the howling wind and the hissing sound of demonic energy eroding the restrictions.
Chen Fei was not panicked, but the seriousness in his tone was obvious.
Having cultivated the Undying True Light Mirror, he was exceptionally sensitive to changes in energy. Chen Fei could not only see the demonic energy thickening, but also sense its intensifying power to erode all things and disrupt the mind.
Previously, the yin side was merely an environment with a tendency towards demonic energy, part of the ruins' own energy cycle. Although it was subject to erosion, its intensity was relatively fixed and would be neutralized and transformed by the yang side in a timely manner.
Now, this corrosive force is intensifying, meaning that the weight of the negative side is increasing, and the balance has been broken.
Upon hearing this, Cao Feiyu nodded and said:
"What puzzles me is why the Yin-Yang principles of this ancient celestial ruins have changed so rapidly."
As a cultivator in the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm and born into a legitimate sect of the Xuanmen, she has a deeper understanding of the laws of heaven and earth and the characteristics of secret realms.
The ancient celestial ruins have drifted in the void for countless years, and the cycle of energy circulation and yin-yang transformation within them must have formed an extremely stable balance.
This balance is one of the foundations for the existence of relics and will not be easily changed.
Even though the relic has appeared in the world and interacted with the outside world, causing some fluctuations in energy, it involves the fundamental law of Yin and Yang transformation, and in principle, such obvious changes should not have occurred in just a few days.
“Previously, the primordial energy and demonic energy within this ruin were indeed balanced in the void, but the entry of cultivators and demonic cultivators like us may have disrupted this balance.”
Faced with Cao Feiyu's question, Chen Fei pondered for a moment before offering his own speculation.
Upon hearing this, Cao Feiyu's eyes flashed with a hint of realization.
Every cultivator is absorbing and exhaling vital energy to cultivate, and every cultivator is casting supernatural spells. Battles may break out at any time between cultivators and demonic cultivators, and between demonic cultivators and vengeful demons, generating violent energy shocks and disturbances.
More importantly, in order to explore the ruins and obtain opportunities, cultivators and demonic cultivators will inevitably try to break and trigger the various restrictive formations remaining within the ruins.
Even if these ancient remnants are only slightly triggered or broken, they may activate some kind of energy node that is suppressed or associated with them, causing a chain reaction.
All these variables combined are like countless pebbles of different sizes being thrown into a pool of water that was originally balanced and still, and then constantly being stirred up by external forces.
It may be possible to maintain a superficial balance for a short time, but if the time is too long or certain key points are touched, the original balance is very likely to be broken, leading to disordered energy circulation and abnormal transformation of yin and yang.
The extension of the yin aspect and the strengthening of demonic energy they are currently encountering are likely signs that this imbalance is beginning to manifest.
"The deaths of vengeful demons and demonic cultivators here will also disrupt the balance of vital energy and spiritual power within the ruins. Furthermore, the corrosive power that is currently appearing clearly favors those vengeful demons," Chen Fei said after observing for a moment.
It's not just that the duration of the Yin state increases, nor that the demonic energy becomes more concentrated; rather, it's the erosion of all power that occurs under the Yin state.
It's not just the Yuan energy of cultivators that's affected; even demonic cultivators would find it extremely difficult to withstand this kind of erosion.
Cao Feiyu slightly clenched her five fingers, and a wisp of gray-black corrosive power was forcibly compressed and annihilated by her spatial power, emitting a slight hissing sound like a bubble bursting.
She withdrew her hand, leaving a very faint gray mark on her palm, but it was quickly dispelled and purified by her pure sword energy.
"If the dark side of the ruins continues for a long time, we will have to leave the ruins after a certain period of time to avoid being completely assimilated."
Cao Feiyu's expression was even more solemn than before. The corrosive power that appeared at this moment was not just a simple consumption of energy or an accumulation of negative status, but a deeper erosion and rewriting of the essence of existence.
If exposed to this force for a long time, the erosion will accumulate like a persistent, malignant infection.
Initially, it might just be a sluggish flow of vital energy and a dimming of protective spiritual light. Subsequently, it can affect the clarity of mind and cause auditory hallucinations and inner demons.
Going deeper might erode the foundation of one's Dao, pollute the source of one's Yuan Power, and even distort the life form of cultivators from the root, ultimately assimilating them into a part of the chaos of the ruins, turning them into some kind of inhuman, ghostly monster that has lost its self, or directly turning them into ashes, becoming nutrients that nourish this desolate land.
The key point is that this erosion appears to be cumulative and memory-based.
In the short term, cultivators can withstand the erosion by relying on their own cultivation and protective methods, but the traces or effects of the erosion will remain and are difficult to completely remove.
As the exposure time increases, the residual corrosive force will continue to accumulate, like a snowball rolling bigger and bigger, eventually reaching a certain critical point. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, at which point it will become extremely difficult, or even impossible, to resist or eliminate it.
Chen Fei nodded. Although he possessed the Undying True Light Mirror and the Devouring Heaven Divine Forge, which gave him strong resistance to illusions, falsehoods, and negative energy, he was not completely immune to this chaotic erosion that originated from the void and incorporated the laws of the shattered ruins.
An erosion threshold must be set. Once you feel that the degree of erosion you are experiencing is approaching a dangerous critical point, or that the environment of the ruins has deteriorated to an unbearable level, you must evacuate decisively, no matter how many opportunities are available.
About half an hour later, just as Chen Fei was silently calculating the time and wondering if the dark side would continue, the entire ruins trembled.
Immediately afterwards, a magnificent and vast golden light swept across the entire visible space of the ruins like a tidal wave.
Wherever the golden light passed, the gray-black chaotic corrosive power that permeated the air, seeped into the bricks and stones, and flowed between the broken walls emitted a sharp shriek that seemed to directly affect the soul, and quickly dissipated and retreated.
Chen Fei felt a sudden lightness throughout his body, and the erosive feeling that he had to constantly resist instantly disappeared, replaced by a warm and comfortable sensation.
"Senior sister, let's go."
Without the slightest hesitation, the moment the golden light completely dispelled the gloom and the yang side stabilized, Chen Fei let out a low shout, and his figure transformed into a streak of light, shooting towards a direction he had already locked onto in his sea of consciousness.
Time is precious, and no one knows how long this period of sunshine will last. We must seize the opportunity and continue the hunt.
Cao Feiyu reacted quickly, following closely behind Chen Fei almost at the same time he set off.
Under the golden light, the two moved like lightning, traversing through layers of ruins.
A moment later, about 200,000 miles from the broken peak where they had rested, Chen Fei suddenly stopped flying.
This place once seemed to be a corner of a grand garden, but now only large areas of dry and cracked spiritual soil, strange ancient petrified wood that has fallen and broken, and exquisite jade fragments scattered everywhere remain.
A faint, decaying floral scent mingled with a more subtle, lingering resentment that permeated the air.
In Chen Fei's sea of consciousness map, a black dot, slightly darker than the previous early-stage vengeful demons but far from being as black as ink as the late-stage Tai Cang Realm, was quietly lurking in the shadow of a half-collapsed pavilion covered with dark golden vines about three thousand miles ahead.
Its aura blends seamlessly with the surrounding dilapidated artificial mountains and dried-up springs, making it extremely difficult to detect without Chen Fei's method of resonance.
Without hesitation, Chen Fei's mind stirred, and a faint light flashed between his brows. A phantom mirror quickly condensed above his head. As he focused his mind on it, the mirror slightly adjusted its angle, pointing at the seemingly ordinary shadow of the pavilion.
"Buzz!"
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a soft hum that penetrated straight to the soul.
Wherever the mirror light touched, the void rippled and twisted like water, and the seemingly tranquil shadow of the pavilion, like the reflection of a stone thrown into the water, shook violently and shattered.
A vengeful demon, towering over ten feet tall and seemingly formed from a mixture of black iron and stubborn rock, appeared.
His entire body was a dark, blackish-gray color, and his skin was like rough rock, covered with cracked lines, within which flowed a dark red luster like lava.
His head was enormous, his features indistinct, except for two eerie green flames burning where his eyes should have been. At this moment, those fiery eyes were filled with astonishment and rage, clearly not expecting his concealment to be broken so suddenly.
His body shone with a dark red light, and a heavy, violent, and destructive pressure suddenly erupted.
Just before the vengeful demon manifested and its aura erupted, Cao Feiyu's figure appeared less than a hundred feet behind the burly stone demon.
After slaying more than a dozen vengeful demons, Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu's teamwork had become unparalleled. Many times, Chen Fei no longer needed to speak; as soon as Chen Fei paused, Cao Feiyu would understand what Chen Fei was going to do and what she needed to do.
The longsword in Cao Feiyu's hand was now unsheathed, its blade clear as autumn water, emitting a chilling pale silver light.
There were no complicated opening moves, no earth-shattering momentum, only a simple straight thrust to break through the opponent's defenses.
The sword tip pointed to a point on the side of the demon's neck where the dark red markings were sparse and the energy fluctuations were somewhat weak.
This sword strike condensed Cao Feiyu's immense sword energy and unparalleled sword intent, which were at the peak of the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm. Even before the sword arrived, its chilling and sharp sword intent had already locked onto the core of the vengeful demon's soul fire.
The eyes of the vengeful demon, burning with ghostly green soul fire, suddenly turned into a pure, deep black the moment Cao Feiyu's sword light touched its body, as if it could devour all light.
This darkness is not a simple color change, but an external manifestation of the demon's innate supernatural power, carrying a strong spiritual impact.
"Roar!"
A deep, thunderous roar erupted from its chest, and the demon's two enormous hands, as big as millstones and covered with rough rock spikes and dark red patterns, suddenly clasped together in front of its chest with an agility disproportionate to its massive body.
"clang!"
A deafening roar, like a great bell or the crashing of mountains, exploded outwards. The sound waves visibly spread in a ring, instantly clearing away the rubble and dust within a radius of dozens of miles, and even causing the ground to tremble violently.
Cao Feiyu's longsword, which was emitting a chilling silver light, was actually firmly held in the palm of Shi Moyuan's pitch-black giant hands.
The tip of the sword was only inches away from the weak spot on the side of the Stone Demon's neck, but it could not go any further.
The terrifying sword light condensed on the sword clashed fiercely with the dark red protective demonic light erupting from the Stone Demon's palms, and the splashing energy sparks scorched and distorted the surrounding space.
Cao Feiyu's long-awaited sword strike was actually blocked by the Stone Demon in such a brutal and direct manner.
The demon's pitch-black eyes were fixed on Cao Feiyu, who was standing close at hand. There was no emotion in them, only a chilling killing intent and an unwavering will.
The power emanating from his palms was astonishing, and the material of his palms seemed extremely special, not only incredibly hard but also capable of absorbing and dispersing the impact of sword energy to a certain extent.
Cao Feiyu felt as if her sword had pierced into an ancient divine mountain that was closing in, unable to move forward or retreat due to a powerful suction force.
The first time Chen Fei and his team launched a coordinated attack, they encountered a tough opponent.
"Clang!"
A clear, resounding sword cry, capable of shattering rocks and piercing clouds, suddenly burst forth from the restrained sword.
The moment the sword rang out, visible pale silver ripples spread out from the longsword.
Wherever the ripples passed, even space itself was subtly distorted and trembled. The rubble and dust on the ruins were lifted off the ground by this invisible wave, only to be torn to dust by an even more violent force.
With that resounding sword cry that ripped through the air, Cao Feiyu's originally calm eyes flashed like cold stars. Her right arm holding the sword seemed motionless, but in reality, her wrist was vibrating at a high speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect.
The raging sword energy poured into the longsword no longer condensed at a single point, but instead erupted like a star that had been suppressed to its limit.
"Chucky!"
It was no longer the concentrated piercing force of before, but transformed into thousands of fine yet incomparably sharp spiral sword energies, which shot out from the clamped sword towards the vengeful demon's closed giant palms, frantically cutting and strangling them.
"Puff puff……"
A dense, pounding sound like raindrops hitting banana leaves filled the air as the demon's massive, black hands could no longer maintain their previous stability under the sudden, violent sword energy erupting from within.
On the palm of his hand, the black keratin layer with a metallic sheen was the first to be torn apart, revealing the dark red, stone-like skin underneath, as if formed from cooled lava.
Immediately afterwards, countless fine sword marks spread and intertwined in his palm at an astonishing speed, and dark red stone fragments mixed with a dark liquid that seemed to be cooling magma spurted out from those crisscrossing wounds.
In an instant, the Stone Demon's two giant hands, each the size of a millstone, became riddled with holes, covered with countless deep sword marks that revealed the bone. In some places, the sword energy even pierced through them, exposing the backs of the hands.
"Ok?"
A flicker of shock, anger, and pain flashed in the demon's pitch-black eye sockets.
He hadn't expected that this seemingly frail female cultivator's sword essence would be so pure and violent, and that she could instantly change the nature of her sword essence even when completely restrained.
Just as the demon's palms were injured and its restraining force began to loosen slightly...
"Clang!"
Cao Feiyu twisted and pulled her wrist sharply, and the long sword that had been clamped, like a dragon breaking free of its shackles, broke free from the already broken and weakened grip of the giant hand.
The sword rubbed against the broken stone, producing a series of flashes of light and clanging scraping sounds.