Chapter 918: Chapter 86: Gate of the Immortal Burial

Zhou Yan ignored Sun Chengfeng’s gaze completely, treating it as if it were air and nonexistent.

To Sun Chengfeng, Zhou Yan’s actions were yet another blatant provocation, nearly causing him to spit blood in anger.

However, Sun Chengfeng’s expression suddenly became more meaningful, as if having seen someone, it calmed him down, even extinguishing his fury.

Zhou Yan sensed his gaze and glanced over, just in time to see an Elder leading Zhao Yun and several other disciples descending onto another side of the Burial Immortal Land.

“That rogue, that person is Elder Yao, Zhao Yi. I’ve heard from the Master that he is rather ruthless, be extra careful.”

At this moment, Mo Yuyao suddenly moved closer to Zhou Yan, and he could catch the unique, faint scent of a young girl from her.

Then, Zhou Yan sensed the soul whisper from Mo Yuyao.

“Mm, Little Junior Sister, Senior Brother knows, I’ll be careful. Little Junior Sister, you should also be cautious of the people from Wanshou Mountain and Sword Emperor Sect in the Burial Immortal Land; they’re far worse than Senior Brother.”

Zhou Yan said gently.

Although this was Mo Bei’s sister, Zhou Yan thought she was quite nice and couldn’t help feeling a bit fond of her.

However, this fondness was more like the concern for a neighboring little sister, not romantic feelings.

This point, Zhou Yan distinguished very clearly.

“Hmph, as long as you, the bad person, don’t bully me, who else would dare!”

Mo Yuyao pouted in a soul whisper, then immediately distanced herself a few steps from Zhou Yan, as if afraid he would tease her again.

Her behavior made Feng Cailing look at Zhou Yan with some suspicion, but Zhou Yan didn’t mind. When Feng Cailing looked at him, he gazed directly back, causing her to finally relent under his calm, deep, and bright eyes.

…

“Father, that is Zhou Yan. This person shattered a Third Transition Divine Artifact with pure fists; his body constitution should rival the strength of the Divine Spirit Third Transition, truly formidable. His vitality must be extraordinary.”

Zhaoyun secretly transmitted a soul whisper to Elder Zhao Yi.

Elder Zhao Yi stroked his beard, took a good look at Zhou Yan, and instantly sensed his terrifying vitality.

He nodded, saying, “Better than I expected. This time, perhaps it can further refine that soul pill. Each time in the Burial Immortal Land, the greatest harvest is always mine.”

Elder Zhao Yi laughed in satisfaction, his whisper to Zhaoyun filled with pride and self-satisfaction as well.

“Of course, if it weren’t for certain matters, father would have already entered the War Soul Hall by now, instead of being in this small Sky Sword Sect!”

Zhaoyun flattered him.

“Haha, indeed, my daughter, your words please your father more and more. Once the soul pill is completed, I’ll give you a portion too, so you can make some progress in the Burial Immortal Land.”

“Mm, father, you’re so good, Yun’er loves you to death.”

Zhaoyun’s soul whisper was coquettishly filled with affection.

…

“The disciples of Sky Sword Sect this time are plenty, but will it end up like before, with many going in and barely any coming out?”

“I guess one or two might make it out this time. Haven’t you noticed their female disciples are both seductive and charming? Hahaha——”

“Mm, there’s some truth to that!”

In the void, teasing laughter echoed first, then two figures appeared.

One of them stood on a massive black curved blade, while the other rode a skeletal dragon, both surrounded by Void Array Patterns densely populated with cultivators—their disciples, naturally.

“Sword Emperor Venerable, Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, your sects have quite the talents, but I wonder how many will survive this time?”

A cold voice interrupted their laughter, and then Chen Tianjian, stepping on a flying sword, appeared in the void alongside Grand Elder Chen Wanxiao.

“Even if just one returns, it’s more than Sky Sword Mountain can manage. Does any Sky Sword Mountain trash ever make it back? Disciples of Sword Emperor Sect, upon entering the Burial Immortal Land, slaughter any Sky Sword Mountain disciples you encounter, shatter their souls!”

“In that case, I’ll slaughter you first!”

Chen Tianjian, furious, moved instantly, his entire arm shimmering with sword light, forming a giant sword aimed directly at the leader of the Sword Emperor Sect.

The leader’s face changed dramatically, and he transformed a giant blade into sword intent, slashing out with a single blow.

“Boom—”

The two collided, Chen Tianjian unmoved like a mountain, while the leader of the Sword Emperor Sect staggered, flying back nearly a thousand meters before stopping.

“Pfft—”

Although he forcibly stopped, he couldn’t help but spew a mouthful of blood mist.

“Chen Tianjian, you are reckless!”

The Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts’ face changed, summoning endless beast souls to form a giant dragon phantom, moving to suppress Chen Tianjian.

He struck during the brief pause after Chen Tianjian’s attack.

Chen Tianjian did not counterattack.

Beside Chen Tianjian, Chen Wanxiao’s eyes suddenly brightened, as if they were manifesting two beams of Soul Killing Divine Light and Primordial Magnetic Pole Light.

“Puchi—”

The endless evil souls condensed into a Dragon Soul shattered in an instant, not to mention that the Sect Master of Wanshou Mountain was shaken violently, being directly blown away, and similarly spitting blood continuously, spraying three mouths of blood mist.

Moreover, the Sect Master of Wanshou Mountain, after pausing, his Divine Body suddenly split and exploded into blood mist.

But he was powerful enough to inhale in one breath, concentrate the soul body into a flesh body, and instantly returned to its original state.

Even so, his face still turned a bit pale.

“Chen Wanxiao, Wanshou Mountain will remember today’s matter. In Wanshou Mountain, I will make sure you remember this lesson well!”

“Remember? As long as you remember, just worried you don’t remember! Let me address all the sects under the War Soul Hall directly this time—everyone aims to be strong, to slaughter Outer Heaven Demons; if disputes lead to mutual killings in the Burial Immortal Land, maybe nothing can be done inside. But if anything happens to my disciples from Sky Sword Sect outside, I will let you know the consequences of the elders going mad.”

“In the past, I didn’t mind because those disciples didn’t have much worth arguing over, and there was no further enlightenment from me, Chen Wanxiao, over the years. This time, both the Sect Master and I have advanced, and have received appointments from above, about to command all forces under the War Soul Hall, becoming the Sub-hall Master. If you don’t know what’s good for you, don’t regret it later!”

Chen Wanxiao sneered repeatedly, his words were like thunder, deafeningly resonant, making it impossible to ignore.

“Enough, speaking more is useless, everyone quickly join forces to open the Burial Immortal Land, don’t delay the time and miss the big event. Otherwise, if we face blame from above, it won’t be something we can bear!”

Chen Wanxiao said coldly.

At this moment, even if Sword Emperor Sect and Wanshou Mountain had objections, they dared not be presumptuous anymore.

They were arrogant in the past, but this time they intended to go further to suppress the Sky Sword Sect, stepping on Sky Sword Sect, yet didn’t expect such a result.

Even if they were indignant, they dared not play tricks when opening the Burial Immortal Land.

Not only Sword Emperor Sect, Wanshou Mountain, but also the sect leaders from Ice Sect, Ineffable Mountain, Carefree Sect, Five Elements Sect, etc., all stood up.

These sect leaders were of Earth Spirit Venerable or Heavenly Spirit Venerable realms, with extraordinary strength.

Jointly cooperating, carving array patterns, spreading across the void, that scene was indeed vast and ancient, awe-inspiring.

Array patterns continuously formed, Zhou Yan kept sensing an ancient aura emerging.

This aura was almost unstoppable, like a torrential flood seeking an outlet, vaguely permeating into the void, appearing inexplicably in Zhou Yan’s Soul Sea.

“What’s happening?”

Zhou Yan was very surprised in his heart, he hadn’t expected such a change.

The power of divinity these people released was stored within Zhou Yan’s body, seemed like Zhou Yan unwittingly absorbed the divine power unleashed by these Venerables.

This divine power continuously gathered in Zhou Yan’s Soul Sea, neither disappearing nor fusing, nor spreading elsewhere. It calmly covered the surface above his Soul Sea, creating a unique energy layer.

Yet these sect leaders exerted all their strength but still couldn’t open the Burial Immortal Land, which made them anxious.

Among these leaders, the sect masters of Sword Emperor Sect, Wanshou Mountain were the primary contributors, now both had waxy yellow faces, as if suffering from severe illness for ten days and nights, extremely miserable, their bodies starting to age.

“How, how could this be? Although we concealed some strength, it’s not like we didn’t exert effort. Why is this happening?”

Both knew Chen Tianjian wanted them to lead the change of array patterns, yet deliberately withheld a bit of strength, not expecting such a mishap.

This realization made them both alarmed and uneasy.

“Hu Zhengdao! Zhang Ruoyu! How dare you hide your cultivation and go through the motions, you’re courting death! Are you trying to ruin things and have the Soul Hall execute your entire clan?”

Chen Tianjian sensed something wrong, one-third of his divine power was drained, but didn’t open the Burial Immortal Land, this made his complexion very poor.

Upon careful reflection, he immediately discovered the issue—turns out the sect masters of Sword Emperor Sect and Wanshou Mountain were causing trouble, this was utterly unforgivable!”

“Wrongly accused, wrongly accused! Damn it, this is truly sinister, where did things go wrong?!”

The sect master of Sword Emperor Sect, Hu Zhengdao, also felt alarmed and restless, unable to help it, immediately exerting all his strength, desperately infusing divine power.

The sect master of Wanshou Mountain, Zhang Ruoyu, equally dared not hide anymore, frantically pouring divine power with all his might.

Zhou Yan vaguely heard heavy breathing sounds from his Soul Sea, causing waves, interrupting the gathering of divine power.

Zhou Yan thus breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that if the divine power continued to gather, Chen Tianjian and others might be absorbed to death!

The door of Burial Immortal Land faintly emerged in the void, resembling the Netherworld Gate when the Netherworld Heavenly Road opens, its aura similar, yet this door of Burial Immortal Land was more terrifying.

A myriad of deathly, annihilating auras emerged, accompanied by the tumultuous waves within Zhou Yan’s Soul Sea.

Waves surged, mighty and rushing, the endless divine power seemed to coalesce into an aged phantom, lamenting occasionally, “The end of cultivation is endless, white bones turn to ashes!”

This voice constantly manifested, finally roaring like thunder in Zhou Yan’s Soul Sea, causing disturbance, even awakening slightly the consciousness of the Holy Daughter, Jiang Yuning, submerged in the Cold Jade Soul Stone.

“Husband, what’s wrong with you? Why has the Soul Sea produced the Annihilation Thunder Sound, is your Soul Sea going to be destroyed?”

The Holy Daughter’s voice was very weak, suddenly transmitting, entering Zhou Yan’s soul power perception, Zhou Yan just then suddenly awoke.

At this time, the Burial Immortal Land suddenly opened, and like a door to netherworld hell, it shot forth a black light, suddenly devouring all cultivators present below Venerable Realm.

This scene unfolded, unnoticed by anyone, Zhao Yi’s body moved subtly, an avatar flew out from within him, likewise entering the portal of the Burial Immortal Land.