Chapter 774 - 494: Distant Slaughter! (Double-length) (Part 2)

Chapter 774: Chapter 494: Distant Slaughter! (Double-length) (Part 2)

Emperor Yun gazed at the twisted space, murmuring softly.

"Strange!"

Before the entrance to the Celestial Ruins Realm opens, phenomena like spatial distortion and magnetic disruption occur, which is normal.

But never before has there been a sound of slaughter emerging from an unknown origin.

That’s where the oddity lies.

Right now, that murderous sound is still present, fluctuating in intensity, and the closer you listen, the more intense its impact.

Even someone as powerful as Emperor Yun finds it difficult to fathom the mystery within.

Since the Celestial Ruins Realm opened another entrance in the Nine Netherworld, Emperor Yun felt this Cang Qiong Secret Realm gradually slipping out of his control, becoming more unfamiliar and unknown.

No one knows exactly what has happened in the Celestial Ruins Realm to cause such change.

But the exploration must continue.

"Si Chen." Emperor Yun suddenly called out.

Among the group of grandmaster powerhouses, one person immediately approached Emperor Yun upon hearing the call.

"Your Majesty."

"After entering, try to ascertain what changes have occurred within the Celestial Ruins Realm. If unexpected situations arise, report to me immediately." Emperor Yun instructed him while looking at him.

"Yes." Hua Sichen nodded solemnly in agreement.

Song Changming looked at the person summoned by Emperor Yun. From the robes and ornaments, he could tell this person shared the same background as Huaqing Pool, from the imperial Family!

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but glance at Huaqing Pool nearby.

Huaqing Pool remained as calm and indifferent as ever, also watching Emperor Yun and the figure beside him, with a hint of unusual glimmer in his eyes.

"That is Hua Sichen, carrying the direct imperial Bloodline! It’s said that the imperial Bloodline is precious, and this person is one of the outstanding ones born of Emperor’s Blood." Situ Ming explained softly to Song Changming upon seeing his gaze.

"Just like Huaqing Pool?" Song Changming suddenly asked.

"Huaqing Pool..." Situ Ming chuckled, glancing at Huaqing Pool not far away, and shook his head.

"Though Huaqing Pool is also impressive, he is merely from a collateral imperial Bloodline, not as prestigious as Hua Sichen, and can’t compare in various aspects..."

Listening to Situ Ming’s description, Song Changming understood a bit more.

It’s evident that even within the imperial Family, there are significant differences.

Direct lineage, main branch, collateral branch, the closeness of the bloodline determines many things.

Unless Huaqing Pool excels enough to break the shackles of bloodline, his limits in all aspects are predetermined, forever unable to compare with the emperor’s direct lineage and main branch.

It’s no wonder that during the Cloud Fighting, Emperor Yun did not pay much attention to Huaqing Pool.

After all, he is merely a collateral branch of the imperial Bloodline, destined not to be highly regarded.

Song Changming, lacking a noble family background, naturally didn’t understand the world of the imperial Family and noble families.

He was just more concerned about Hua Sichen.

According to Situ Ming, Hua Sichen is stronger than them and achieved Late Realm Grandmaster Cultivation nearly a hundred years ago.

Even the proud Situ Ming admits he is no match for him, indicating the remarkable strength of this imperial direct Bloodline descendant.

Gradually, the twisted space stabilized, and the disrupted energy field reached a moment of balance.

Buzz!

Streams of invisible energy emanated from the twisted space.

These drifting energies were invisible to the naked eye, but perceptible to those with Grandmaster Level senses, starkly contrasting with the surrounding environment energy.

Song Changming sensed that these energies seemed to carry an ancient aura, very mysterious, reminiscent of the energy he used with the Witch Seal.

Meanwhile, the raging storm had calmed significantly, and even the Thundercloud held back, reluctant to unleash lightning.

The waterspouts at sea dissipated, leaving only some residual waves, as if a doomsday calamity had passed.

"The entrance to the Celestial Ruins Realm is open. Everyone, you may rise." Emperor Yun addressed the group of Martial Arts Grandmasters.

"There’s no need to do anything, the Hook Jade will guide you to your destination."

This statement invigorated the crowd.

Situ Ming rubbed his hands, showing a bit of expectancy.

"Finally, it’s time to enter, I’ve been waiting for this!"

He subconsciously glanced at Huaqing Pool and Bai Qing nearby. He saw them as his rivals, unwilling to fall behind in any matter.

And regarding the Celestial Ruins Realm, among the three of them, only he hadn’t entered before, which made him anxious.

Among the group of grandmasters, those with prior experience with Celestial Ruins first revealed the Hook Jades in their hands, then bowed to Emperor Yun before charging decisively into the now-stabilized twisted space.

Unhindered, the grandmasters were seemingly swallowed by the twisted darkness, their silhouettes vanishing in moments.

"Younger Brother Song, let’s go too!" Situ Ming eagerly said, brandishing the Hook Jade he held.

Even though he had no experience going to the Celestial Ruins, and the twisted space appeared frightening, he wasn’t worried.

After all, with many instances of the Celestial Ruins Realm opening and so many entrants, there had never been an accident.

At least this entrance to the Celestial Ruins is safely assured for entry and exit.

Song Changming nodded, summoning his Hook Jade.

The Hook Jade, origin unknown, resonated with the twisted space upon appearing.

Yi Lang and Bian Bohong next to them followed suit, each summoning a Hook Jade.

"It’s a pity that after entering the Celestial Ruins Realm, we won’t be able to stick together, otherwise we could look out for each other." Yi Lang lamented.

"No worries, everyone has their opportunities. We might still meet inside." Bian Bohong said, recalling his entry into the Celestial Ruins long ago due to great merit.

Regrettably, he neither found priceless treasures nor significant fortunes that time, which left him disappointed for long.

Fortunately, after many years, another opportunity has come, and he doesn’t intend to return in confusion this time.

"Last time, I was too cautious, missing the chance; this time, I’ll be a little bolder..."

Bian Bohong summarized his past Celestial Ruins experience, gaining some insights.

"Let’s go!" Situ Ming exclaimed, charging into the twisted space.

Song Changming glanced at Emperor Yun, then followed suit.

Even though there were new twists this time, he wouldn’t abandon the chance to withdraw now.

In moments, the twisted space approached.

The abnormal energy fields affecting their bodies made it uncomfortable.

It was not a place for ordinary Martial Artists to enter, as without an exceptionally strong physique, even approaching the entrance wasn’t possible.

Observing Situ Ming vanish into it, Song Changming followed and dove in.

Just before entry, as a precaution, he took a deep breath.

The next moment, darkness enveloped him, rendering sight impossible.

Moreover, his five senses vanished, gradually losing control over his body, which discomforted him.

Fortunately, this feeling lasted only a few seconds before his senses returned, and light appeared before his eyes.

He seemed to be traversing a trans-temporal tunnel, surrounded by changing streams of light bands.

In his hand, the Hook Jade glowed brightly, like a navigator, continuously directing him towards a certain direction.

Adhering to Emperor Yun’s warning, he didn’t resist the pull.

After an indeterminate time, like a roller coaster ride, turning and twisting, the world suddenly brightened, briefly dazing him.

Then, akin to the beginning, there was a momentary loss of all senses.

Once he gathered himself, he found himself in another sky, plummeting at high speed.

The first sensation was the wind brushing past, and another realization struck Song Changming.

No Spiritual Qi!

Or only a negligible remnant of Spiritual Qi existed here.

This involuntarily reminded him of his life in the Da Han Dynasty and the later Dalai Kingdom, where Spiritual Qi wasn’t abundant.

Even the entrance traversal made him recall crossing the endless Abyss.

Though unrelated directly, the sensation of transitioning from one area to another had some similarities.

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