Beyond the Immortal Gate lies a completely different world.
Above the sky, an endless, chaotic mist shrouded everything. Occasionally, a streak of light would flash by, tearing through the mist to reveal a dazzling galaxy behind it, with starlight scattering down!
"The first trial participant must reach the end of the Heavenly Land and step through the gates of the City in the Sky!"
"You can now teleport to the second level!"
The grand sound rang in Lin Fan's ears once again, echoing throughout the four directions of the Heavenly Land, and lingered for a long time.
"A continent suspended in the sky?"
"This is the first level of the Immortal Ancient Ruins?"
Lin Fan stood outside the carriage, his gaze sweeping across this vast and mysterious land.
Beneath their feet were floating landmasses, layer upon layer, like a chessboard shattered by a giant, drifting in the boundless void.
Each piece of land shimmered with a faint golden glow.
It felt as if it had been solidified by some ancient law, making it incredibly firm to step on.
An ancient aura permeated the air, with spiritual energy concentration more than ten times higher than the outside world; each breath felt like swallowing a low-grade elixir.
" The Immortal Ancient Ruins are indeed wondrous!"
"Even a mere shattered continent possesses such abundant Spiritual Qi; it's unimaginable how glorious the Ancient Immortal Era must have been! Such a glorious era has been annihilated! Now, only desolation remains..."
He said it casually.
It is indeed desolate.
Looking out, within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, there is not a single intact mountain peak to be seen, only fragmented landmasses and broken ancient stone pillars, resembling an ancient battlefield crushed by time.
In the distance, figures occasionally flash by.
Some were as fast as lightning, others as cautious as mice; everyone was moving in the same direction.
In that direction, at the edge of the sky, the outline of a massive city could be vaguely seen, suspended deep within the chaotic mist, like a slumbering ancient behemoth.
City in the Sky.
Players need to traverse the entire Sky Continent to reach the city. Stepping through the city gate will automatically teleport them to the second level.
Lin Fan was not in a hurry to continue his journey.
He leaned against the carriage, slowly looking around.
This place must hold many opportunities and good fortune!
In the distance, many cultivators had already entered the Sky Continent. Some were speeding across on their swords, some were traversing the void on magical artifacts, and some were even flying over on a ferocious bird that was covered in flames.
But everyone was carefully avoiding the same area.
It was a vast area of shadow, suspended in the center of the Sky Continent.
Like a painting splashed with ink, the black mist surged endlessly, and countless twisted black dead trees could be vaguely seen standing within it, like countless venomous snakes, swaying slowly in the black mist.
Something's not right there.
Ji Kun said in a low voice, "I just heard outside that area is called the Nine Netherworlds Purgatory, a field left behind by a powerful being. Those who approach it will suffer dual erosion of their soul and body. Even Quasi-Saint can't last more than half a day inside..."
"I've heard that several Sage have perished inside."
"Furthermore, I've heard... a Nine Netherworlds Demon Pupil Tree grows there!"
"The fruit that grows can awaken innate divine abilities such as eye techniques! Even divine abilities like the Heavenly Eye Power and Divine Pupil Technique have a chance to awaken or even upgrade as long as the fruit is refined."
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan became interested. "Pupil technique?"
His World-Destroying Double Pupils are among the most powerful pupil techniques in the world; each of his innate divine abilities is capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, and he has no shortage of them...
"What kind of eye techniques can the fruit of the Nine Netherworlds Demon Pupil Tree awaken?"
He asked a question.
Ji Kun shook his head. "I don't know, there are very few records in ancient books. All I know is that it is a rare artifact created by the Netherworld Nine Netherworlds Demonic Qi and the essence blood of an ancient powerful being after his death. Its grade is extremely high, even Quasi-Emperor are envious! So along the way, anyone with a bit of strength has been trying to squeeze in."
Lin Fan looked up.
Several hundred cultivators had already gathered at the edge of the Nine Netherworlds Purgatory.
Some stood on the edge watching, while others had already tentatively ventured a short distance in, their faces pale and foreheads sweating, clearly under immense pressure.
Deeper within that black mist, a faint wisp of dark purple light could be seen, like a will-o'-the-wisp flickering in the night.
That is the Nine Netherworlds Demon Pupil Tree.
The fruit is not yet ripe, but its dark purple light is already alluring enough. Once ripe, it will possess earth-shattering power!
Let's go.
Lin Fan clapped his hands and said in a relaxed tone, "Let's go see what's going on."
Ji Kun's expression changed. "Imperial Prince, that's a realm even Sage dare not trespass upon..."
Lin Fan scoffed, " Sage wouldn't dare venture here; they're too weak."
The nine True Dragon remained in place, while Lin Fan walked alone through the crowd toward the edge of the black mist.
"Holy crap! The Lin Clan son is here!"
"He also wants the Nine Netherworlds Demon Pupil Tree Fruit?"
The onlookers, seeing his back, were first stunned, then erupted in a clamor. "That's the Nine Netherworlds Purgatory! He's just a Quasi-Saint..."
"You call him Quasi-Saint?"
"Two months ago, they held a three-day barbecue party at the Immortal Gate, and they were grilling dragon meat! Golden-Winged Great Peng meat and Heaven-Devouring Sparrow meat..."
"Each type of meat represents an ancient monster of a race capable of slaying Sage..."
"But it still ended up as his meal..."
Amidst the murmurs, Lin Fan had already stepped onto the edge of the black mist.
With a stomp of his foot, a scorching yet icy dark aura simultaneously rose up from the sole of his foot, like two venomous snakes burrowing into his meridians and soul.
Soul attack, physical erosion, a double attack.
If it were an ordinary Quasi-Saint, they would have been forced to kneel on the spot.
Lin Fan merely raised an eyebrow slightly and muttered, "That's it?"
The Chaos Gods and Devils Body operated on its own, with a wisp of Chaos Qi flowing around it, instantly dissolving any dark energy that approached.
"Buzz!"
Furthermore, his Chaos Gods and Devils Body greedily devoured a wisp of Nine Netherworlds Demonic Qi, feeding back a trace of pure primordial power.
"This place might be deadly to others, but to me it's a sanatorium."
Lin Fan moved with light steps, and in a few strides he entered the depths of the Nine Netherworlds Purgatory.
The onlookers were dumbfounded. While the other cultivators turned pale upon entering, he went in as if taking a stroll. Moreover, his pace quickened, as if he were becoming more and more energetic with each step.
"What... what kind of constitution is this?"
" The Chaos Gods and Devils Body, you think it's something to be trifled with?"
"Damn it, this is outrageous! They're opening the door for someone so outrageous..."
Along the way, Lin Fan saw the scattered remains of cultivators.
Some were consumed by darkness, reduced to mere skeletons, while others remained in the posture of struggling before death, as if their life force and soul had been drained.
Some people only had one eyeball left, staring wide-open in the black mist.
That's a bit tragic.
Lin Fan shook his head, continuing on his way.
After walking several miles further in, the black fog ahead suddenly became even thicker, revealing a twisted, black, withered forest.
The withered trees reach for the sky, their branches intertwined, like a labyrinth made of death.
In that Withered Wood Forest, more than ten cultivators were fiercely fighting around an ancient tree that was entirely dark purple.
The ancient, dark purple tree was ten zhang tall.
The tree trunk was covered with spiraling magical patterns, and a fist-sized dark purple fruit hung from the end of a branch, emitting a hazy purple light.
The Nine Netherworlds Demon Pupil Tree, its unripe fruit.
Meanwhile, the cultivators were engaged in a bloody battle to seize this fruit.
Sword Qi crisscrossed, blade light danced, and the power of laws collided to create a chaotic energy storm, the terrifying aftershocks shaking the heavens and earth.