Chapter 465 - 328: The Fiendish Eye in the Lake, Evil-avoiding Magical Pillar!

Gu Yuan raised his eyes and saw, in front of Songg Yuyang, a great halberd phantom several feet long, flickering with a sharp and fierce aura, constantly trembling as if trying to break free, but it was firmly held in place, unable to move.

"Soldier Soul!"

"It seems we’ve reached the inner domain of the Treasure Burial Lake, everyone beware!"

Seeing this scene, Gua Daoist immediately shouted loudly.

The Burial Yin Illusion Fiend is only the first major challenge of the Treasure Burial Lake, the second one is the Soldier Soul.

These Soldier Souls are strange entities born from Dharma Artifacts and Artifacts that were buried in the lake’s water, nurtured and eroded by countless Evil Qi. They have no physical form, but with a single strike, they possess the power of an Artifact, extremely formidable and not to be underestimated.

The most crucial thing is, the number of Soldier Souls is vast, drifting about like schools of fish, and even the Yin Crossing Treasure Ship cannot completely isolate them.

"Ka-ka-ka!"

Just as Gua Daoist’s words fell, another mask-shaped phantom with a gray haze suddenly broke through the Cyan Fire Barrier of the Treasure Boat, accompanied by sinister laughter, rushing towards the nearby Thunder Flood Dragon Strongman.

"Courting death!"

The Thunder Flood Dragon roared angrily, as a powerful and domineering flash of thunder suddenly surged from his mouth.

Thunder, being supremely yang and firm, is most adept at dealing with such wicked entities. The mask’s Soldier Soul was shattered by a single glance of the thunder, turning into a wisp of gray smoke and dissipating.

"Swoosh!"

"Boom!"

But this was merely a signal; outside the Cyan Fire Barrier, peculiar shadows of all kinds gathered, continually colliding.

The Cyan Fire blazed fiercely, striving to burn them away, yet some shadows managed to breach the barrier of fire, howling as they approached.

Sword, saber, gourd, banner, ruler... various Dharma Artifact phantoms surged together.

In front of Gu Yuan, a gray-hued ruler, carrying devastating Qi Power capable of shattering mountains, smashed down suddenly, along with a chain-like phantom, howling as it seemed to want to seize his soul.

However, despite their power, these Artifact phantoms were merely Tier Three Low-grade.

A mere two of them were no trouble at all for Gu Yuan.

He simply willed it, and from his sleeve, two sword lights instantly emerged—one flickering with thunder, the other with a Fire Dragon’s movement—swiftly slicing through the two Artifact phantoms.

The others also began using their own methods, infusing mana into the Spiritual Pillars while simultaneously destroying the Artifact phantoms.

For a time, the Treasure Boat was awash in colorful Spiritual Lights, endlessly surging, looking extremely striking.

Yet the Artifact phantoms breaching the Cyan Fire Barrier kept coming, seemingly endless. Though everyone could continually cut them down, they also had to infuse mana into the Treasure Boat, and as time went on, they all began to feel a slight sense of unease.

Gu Yuan also frowned slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Gua, if this continues, we’ll all be worn out eventually. Does this lake really have no end?"

Seeing this, the bearded strongman couldn’t help but ask.

Gua Daoist showed a troubled expression, unsure how to respond.

The Secret Realm of the Spirit Treasure Sect was too long ago, and though he knew of the existence of the Treasure Burial Lake, he was not well aware of its internal changes.

Seeing the endless flow of Artifact phantoms now, he was also at a loss.

"This won’t do, I’ve already used up more than half my mana, shall we consider retreating for now?"

The Thunder Flood Dragon Strongman also spoke, his face looking a bit unpleasant.

"Clang!"

Amid their uncertainty and doubt, a crisp chime suddenly rang out on the Treasure Boat, and to their astonishment, the densely packed Soldier Souls outside the boat slowly dispersed, revealing a clear view of the lake’s surface.

However, the Yin Evil continued to surge, rolling like clouds.

"Huh?!"

The bearded strongman looked down and found that the Treasure Boat no longer consumed his mana.

"Look!"

The Thunder Flood Dragon Strongman suddenly raised his head, pointing at the lake surface.

On the open waters, a cluster of hazy Spiritual Light flickered endlessly. Outside the light, countless Soldier Souls drifted around, seemingly guarding this treasure, not attacking the Treasure Boat.

"Have we reached the Spirit Treasure Cliff?"

"But why don’t we see the Treasure Cliff?"

The Thunder Flood Dragon Strongman said in surprise.

"No, this is not the Spirit Treasure Cliff!"

"It’s the evil eye in the lake, where opportunity lies!"

Gua Daoist suddenly realized something, exclaiming in delight.

"Boom rumble!"

As Gua Daoist spoke, a golden Spiritual Pillar suddenly rose from within the Treasure Boat.

On the Spiritual Pillar, Array Patterns glimmered, filled with vigorous mana.

"I see now, this is the Evil-avoiding Magical Pillar. Standing upon it, one can disembark from the boat; if one can overcome the Soldier Souls, one can obtain that opportunity!"

Gua Daoist said excitedly.

"Swish!"

As soon as Gua Daoist’s words fell, the Thunder Flood Dragon Strongman flashed onto the golden Spiritual Pillar.

On the golden Spiritual Pillar, layers of golden light surged, forming a golden Magical Robe on the Thunder Flood Dragon Strongman, and then his figure flickered, appearing outside the Treasure Boat.