Chapter 1318: Hunyi Immortal Wall (I)

Eastern Sea.

The seawater was deep and obscure, while the long canyon was dark and bottomless, shrouded in gloom. A streak of azure light darted through the water like a fish, yet not a single living creature could be seen around it, only the dark and deep seawater.

After an unknown length of time, the pale gray canyon floor finally came into view. Layer upon layer of light gray fragments rolled through the sea, revealing faint white reef stone beneath. The azure light landed on the seabed, and transformed into a man clad in green.

The man wore green robes, with a golden tassel hanging from his waist. His azure eyes and handsome features stood out as his long hair fell loose. He stood firmly upon the seabed and swept his gaze around.

It was Chi Buzi.

The seabed of the Shallow Sea was very shallow, and the spiritual energy was dense. It had all once been land, forming the six great southern prefectures. It was only after passing Green Pine Island and Splitreed Island that the seabed dropped abruptly. This was the ancient coastline.

This place was not far from Splitreed Island. One had to pass through the region where spiritual energy was most concentrated, reach the vicinity of Bamboo Creek Island, and then weave downward between the earth veins to discover a deep canyon. Then, one would have to descend all the way until finally arriving at the canyon floor.

Records within the Azure Pond Sect noted that Daoist Master Yuansu had cultivated in this canyon for a very long time. The deepest part of this canyon floor was even far deeper than the bottom of the Scarlet Pristine Sea, likely surpassing the land gorge on Splitreed Island.

Even rarer was the fact that there was not the slightest trace of spiritual energy within the canyon. It was as if one were traversing the great void. No matter which Purple Mansion Realm cultivator searched for a hundred or a thousand years, they would never be able to discover this place.

Since there was no spiritual energy at all, moving through this place was even more troublesome. Even a dignified Purple Mansion Realm cultivator had to rely on mana to descend. Even at the speed of Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, it would take no less than four or five days.

As for Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, there was no need to even mention them. In an environment completely devoid of spiritual energy, they might have the ability to descend, but not necessarily the ability to fly back up.

Chi Buzi stood like this upon the pitch black canyon floor. He gently crouched down, pushed with his mana, and the rolling white sand on the ground was immediately forced aside, revealing a flat stone platform with nothing more than a simple golden circle drawn upon it.

He formed a spell seal, recited an incantation in his heart, and pressed his palm onto the platform. Divine ability mana poured into it, and layers of profound radiance lit up at once. At last, specks of golden light appeared within the pitch dark canyon floor that had not held even a trace of brilliance.

Chi Buzi's expression was solemn, and he did not dare move at all. He stood quietly in place. This place contained an unknown number of layers of forbidden formations. Even the slightest spillover of energy would be more than enough for Chi Buzi to suffer dearly. The bottommost layer was even an immortal formation. If it was triggered, it would mean total annihilation.

He waited for a long while before finally seeing the golden light on the platform shift into white light. The golden circle shone brightly for a moment, then rapidly dimmed, leaving behind a single glittering point of light at the center of the ring.

Clang!

Chi Buzi cautiously drew the dharma sword from his waist, wiped out a trace of azure light, and sent it into the point of light. After waiting a short while, he reached out and retrieved it. Only after confirming that no one lay in ambush inside did he shift his body, transforming into a streak of azure radiance and flying in.

After an unknown length of time, his vision brightened hazily, and another stretch of seabed appeared before his eyes.

He was met by a towering underwater cliff. Coral covered the ground, and there were broken walls and ruins as far as the eye could see. Gray white stone walls had collapsed at the base of the cliff, and the ground was strewn with brick and tile fragments of various sizes, shimmering with colored light. Sunlight from the outside gently dappled across the ground like scales.

Above, the sea surface shimmered with rippling light. Everything beyond the seabed appeared bright white, and the sun in the sky was blazing with radiance. This underwater cliff was only about two thousand meters tall, and its highest point was already close to breaking through the sea surface.

Chi Buzi paused slightly, looking somewhat distracted. He took two steps forward, but nothing unusual occurred. Instead, he took out the cauldron shaped spirit artifact from his robes and began searching the entire sea region.

He traveled eastward all the way to the edge of this sea region. Although he could still see the distant and endless coral seabed, his hands could touch an invisible barrier. After circling along the boundary to ensure no one was present, he finally began climbing the cliff step by step.

The higher he climbed, the brighter the sunlight shining down from the sea surface became. As Chi Buzi continued upward, he soon discovered a stone table halfway up the cliff. The stone table was very large, with more than ten high backed stone chairs scattered around it. Many had toppled over, looking broken and miserable. The only intact stone chair held a gently fluttering white Daoist robe.

The stone table itself was cluttered with bronze wine cups, some standing upright and others fallen over. A single jade flask lay quietly on the table. Other than that, there was nothing else.

Chi Buzi had come to this place many times. The earliest time was with Chi Wei. It was also here that he first developed rebellious thoughts toward Pristine Water. This stone table had remained here since that time. A strong sense of danger would rise whenever one approached it.

This time, Chi Buzi carefully bypassed it and continued upward. Once he reached the cliff’s peak, he finally saw a radiant stone wall, about the height of a person and as thick as two palms, which had tiny golden characters the size of ants upon it. This place was only several meters from the sea surface; it almost seemed like one could immediately break through the sea surface and emerge outside with a single step into the wind.

Chi Buzi did not even look at it and simply sat down slowly. According to Chi Wei's description, beyond the sea surface lay the ancient Golden Crow Transmutation Profound Light. Anyone who dared to stick their head out would be burned to nothing instantly. Even Purple Mansion Realm cultivators would only meet a violent death.

As for the Hunyi Immortal Wall, Chi Wei and Ning Tiaoxiao had once examined it. Qiushui and Tianyuan had come once, and even Zi Mu, who was once praised as having the highest cultivation of that era, had come. Every Daoist Master who passed through this place was a favored figure of their time, yet not a single one could remember even one character upon it. Even the name, Hunyi Immortal Wall itself, had been passed down by Li Jiangqun.

Whether Li Jiangqun could remember it or not was something only he himself knew.

Chi Buzi slowly bowed, using mana to trace profound patterns upon the ground, his voice growing ever more solemn, "I, the junior cultivator Chi Buzi... pray upward to the Heavenly Officials, seeking to ward off calamity and dispel misfortune..."

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Within the mirror.

Winds surged and clouds roiled between heaven and earth. Lu Jiangxian stood quietly within a cave dwelling filled with drifting snow, the stone wall within that sea rapidly reflected in his pupils.

His eyes lifted slightly as he glanced twice at the Golden Crow Transmutation Profound Light within the realm. Strands of golden colored runes leaped out from his pupils, circling around his body as they grew brighter and brighter, gradually condensing into lines of seal script[1] before him.

Hunyi Golden Core Mysterious Method!

As the spell formulas within his memory surfaced one by one, Lu Jiangxian silently raised his head while waves of profound light descended from his sides.

1. Seal script or sigillary script is a style of writing Chinese characters that was common throughout the latter half of the 1st millennium BC. It evolved organically out of bronze script during the Zhou dynasty. ☜