Chapter 982: Chapter 551: Space Immortal Heaven

“Alright, it’s a deal!”

Upon hearing this, Ren Ling was startled himself. He had no idea at what point the scene was subtly taken control by the figure before him, even his thoughts were stirred by this person.

Ren Ling immediately composed his Spirit and solemnly asked, “May I ask, Taoist, if Ren wishes to trade for a Golden Congealing Pill, what would be the exchange?”

Zhao Sheng replied indifferently, “A Low Grade Golden Congealing Pill can be exchanged for five Void Nether Stones of this size. The Mid-grade will double the amount. As for the High Grade Golden Condensing Pill, unless you can acquire a Space-time Treasure that this old man cannot refuse, it cannot be exchanged.”

Ren Ling listened and nodded, feeling internally ecstatic.

The High Grade Golden Condensing Pill is an absolutely monopolized item by all high-class families, traditionally reserved for their most outstanding members, almost never found on the market. Hence, Ren had never before dared to hope to acquire such a pill.

At this moment, Ren Ling was even more certain that the person before him must be someone of high status and power from the Cunning Leopard Chen Family, otherwise his tone wouldn’t be so bold.

Zhao Sheng glanced up at the night sky, then said to the masked man, “It’s about time; this old man should leave. Oh, the location for the next trade will still be here. If you have collected the Treasure, leave a mark at this place, and this old man will appear.”

After speaking, Zhao Sheng’s figure flickered and vanished into thin air before Ren Ling’s eyes.

Upon witnessing this, Ren Ling’s pupils widened, feeling that the opponent was unfathomably mysterious, and an involuntary sense of awe arose in his heart.

…

Zhao Sheng returned silently to his room.

He scanned around and saw that the Barrier on the walls was intact, nodded with relief, and put his mind at ease.

As his mind stirred, a slight ripple passed over his right forefinger, and a three-foot square Jade Plate fell into his palm in an instant.

The surface of the Jade Plate was engraved with a pattern both simple and profoundly mysterious, appearing like countless spirals intertwined and stacked together, vaguely forming a continuously cyclic spiral Abyss. The center of the Abyss was pitch black and deep, with prolonged observation seemingly drawing in one’s Spirit.

Zhao Sheng dared not look too long, promptly placing the Jade Plate on the floor, then taking out thirty grains of Shadow Sand along with two transparent pieces of amber, placing them at the center of the spiral Abyss.

He then cut his wrist letting blood flow until the whole Jade Plate was covered in fresh blood.

In the room, an ancient, vast, and mysterious incantation sound soon echoed: “吾䭃爥䙷䁕枍…実鵼澬䬕…”

As time ticked by, wisps of pale fog gradually rose from the spiral Abyss, gathering into a mass in the air.

When Zhao Sheng, drenched in sweat, reached the end of the “spell,” the pale fog began to cave inward and rapidly spin, eventually transforming into an endless spiral “Vortex.”

The center of the “Vortex” was dark and profound, appearing to be a passage to some mysterious realm.

Upon uttering the final note, an understanding suddenly blossomed in Zhao Sheng’s mind: “Before me lies a Space-time portal, a gateway to the Space Immortal Heaven.”

At this moment, as long as he willed it, he could pass through the Space-time portal, entering the enigmatic, unknown Space Immortal Heaven.

After a brief contemplation, Zhao Sheng decided to explore.

However, before entering, some preparations needed to be made in advance.

Swiftly, Zhao Sheng transferred all the Treasure from his Qiankun Bag into his Sumeru Ring, then took out a blank Jade Scroll, recording a pre-made story into it with his Divine Sense, telling of a chance encounter with a notable master half a year ago and now venturing out with the master, hoping his family wouldn’t worry, and such.

Then, he hid the Jade Scroll under his pillow.

Having completed this, Zhao Sheng stepped to the “Pale Vortex,” took a deep breath, and resolutely stepped forward.

The next moment, Zhao Sheng’s entire being transformed into a magnificent stream of light, absorbed by the Space-time Vortex, instantly disappearing from sight.

…

Time seemed to pass for ages, or perhaps merely a fleeting moment.

After a bout of sudden spinning, Zhao Sheng regained his awareness.

He opened his eyes, and the scenery around him caused him to be momentarily stunned.

A few hundred miles ahead of him, a majestic and steep grey mountain rose abruptly into the sky, obscured from halfway up by pale fog, its true form unseen for years.

Large swathes of ruined and collapsed buildings stretched from the mountain’s edge all the way to Zhao Sheng’s location, with three shattered white palaces particularly striking amid the ruins.

However, the most astonishing sight was a colossal giant beast skeleton lying in the ruins. The skeleton was pristine white, akin to a jade sculpture, its upper body reaching into the clouds, with two front claws deeply embedded in the grey mountain, and its rear claws plunged into the earth, its spine arching like that of a True Dragon, seemingly poised to spring and slay some great enemy in life.

Compared to the giant beast skeleton, the white palaces in the ruins appeared petty and insignificant.

Scanning his surroundings, Zhao Sheng stood on a nine-yard wide Jade road, flanked by rows of old and dilapidated storefronts and buildings, all silent in desolation.

Gazing at this endless waste of deserted workshop ruins, Zhao Sheng murmured with a face of wonder, “What’s happening? Could this be… the so-called Space Immortal Heaven?”

Yet, just as he finished speaking, he discerned an even more horrifying realization.

“No, my Spiritual Power… and Divine Sense… are actually…”

Zhao Sheng’s expression changed drastically, unable to sense the Spiritual Energy of this world, his Spiritual Power lay dormant like stagnant water, and even his Divine Sense was confined, unable to extend from his Purple Mansion.