Giant Corpse
Inside the Fallen God Sea, after easily resolving the second layer of restrictions, Lu Qing'an's gaze fell upon the third layer.
Li Wensong is now also staring at the last layer of restrictions, and he is well aware of the special nature of the triple restrictions.
Especially after learning about the situation of the Fallen God Sea, he had a clearer understanding of the value of the entire Fallen God Sea.
Perhaps what's hidden inside is the most valuable thing in the entire Fallen God Sea.
There should be a copy of the legacy of this Peak Eternal Realm expert here!
And he might have a chance to inherit this legacy simply because he is the number one chess piece!
He gets incredibly excited whenever he thinks about this.
However, he was also well aware of the special nature of this final layer of restriction!
This is the price to pay for receiving this legacy!
Could Lu Qing'an, this powerful figure, use special methods to break through this final barrier without being affected?
Li Wensong took a deep breath, staring intently ahead, waiting for Lu Qing'an to make a move.
The same goes for the top-tier Heavenly Mandate Soul Stone mine. It has been here for a long time and has some understanding of this place. Now it is curious about what methods Lu Qing'an will use to break through this last layer of restriction.
Just as the two were staring at each other, Lu Qing'an made a move.
Lu Qing'an completely ignored the final restriction and decisively flew to the center of the altar!
"Forehead..."
Li Wensong and the top-tier Heavenly Mandate Soul Stone mine were both stunned, staring blankly at Lu Qing'an was standing quietly on the altar.
They didn't do anything!
Then, it landed directly on the altar?!
In that case, wouldn't the Curse just fall directly on him?
Is this powerful figure completely unafraid of these Curse?!
That means a rule is disappearing every single day!
Etc!!!
Could it be that this powerful being is so strong that they can comprehend a rule in just one day?!
The two were shocked, feeling a chill run down their spines.
As for Lu Qing'an, his figure floated down like a falling leaf, light as a feather, to the very center of the ancient altar. The instant his toes touched the cold bronze patterns, the entire Star Abyss at the center of the Fallen God Sea seemed to be choked by an invisible hand. Billions of blood-red stars suddenly dimmed, and the extended Dao Source Chains emitted a dying hum.
The collapsed and reborn star core atop the nine towering bronze pillars instantly solidified, then burst forth with an ominous, pale light that pierced the void!
"Buzz!!!"
A curse, originating from antiquity and filled with resentment and deathly silence, exploded in the void, not through the eardrums, but by tearing through space and reverberating at the level of the soul!
On the surface of the altar, the core layer of the triple Curse restriction—the formless and intangible Eternal Curse that even made the Peak Eternal Realm tremble—was completely activated!
In the void, countless jet-black Curse runes, as thin as hair, condensed and intertwined in the air!
They are not physical entities, yet they carry a terrifying aura capable of corroding rules and shattering the foundation of one's Dao.
These runes, like serpents that have smelled blood, ignored the protective divine light and Daoist principles that naturally flowed around Lu Qing'an's body, and frantically converged and coiled around him.
Their target was extremely precise: Lu Qing'an's sea of consciousness between his eyebrows!
"Hiss..."
The moment the Curse runes touched his body, they emitted a strange sound like a branding iron being plunged into water. They didn't burn his skin, but rather branded him directly into the deeper layers of his soul and the very essence of his rules.
Lu Qing'an felt a cold, viscous torrent, carrying endless decay and stripping away of his will, forcefully breaking through his incredibly strong spiritual defense barrier and pouring irresistibly into his vast sea of consciousness, as boundless as the cosmos!
Within the sea of consciousness, earth-shattering changes are taking place!
The power of the Curse was not simply destructive; it transformed into a churning, dark purple, murky sea of mist, carrying a strong will to strip away the rules, and spread wildly. Wherever the mist passed, the points of light that had been floating quietly in Lu Qing'an's sea of consciousness, representing the rules he had mastered, began to dim and sway, as if forcibly pulled, broken down, and extracted from their core Dao essence by an invisible hand!
A strong sense of depletion did not come from his cultivation level, but rather directly affected his rule inventory.
Deep within his consciousness, a cold and forceful command was clearly imprinted on the core of Lu Qing'an's divine sense.
[A rule must be followed daily; violators will have their foundation crumble!]
However, faced with this Curse that would make any Peak Eternal Realm shudder and fall into despair, Lu Qing'an's expression remained eerily calm.
His Primordial Spirit, formed from the vast Power of the Dao Source, remained unmoved amidst the churning sea of Curse mist, its gaze even carrying a hint of intrigued scrutiny.
He could clearly perceive the option box for the mandatory rule consumption forming in his mind.
"Heh, it's a good reminder to clock in," Lu Qing'an thought to himself with a sneer.
With a mere sweep of his powerful perception, he randomly "selected" a relatively peripheral, slightly dimmed rule rune from among all the rule lights in his sea of consciousness.
That was a rather useless rule that he had just deduced from the Fallen God Nail.
He made a slight movement of his mind, as if he were checking a trivial option on a menu.
"That's it."
As soon as he confirmed it with his mind, the rule rune instantly shone brightly. Then, like metal thrown into strong acid, it made a faint hissing sound under the erosion of the Curse mist, quickly decomposing and dissipating into pure but useless light dust, which merged into the dark purple of the Curse.
The pressure of forced consumption within his consciousness suddenly eased, as if he had completed today's target.
Outside the altar, the surging Curse phenomenon slowly subsided after Lu Qing'an finished expending his energy. The star core resumed its collapse, and the blood-red star lit up again, as if nothing had ever happened.
Only Lu Qing'an stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the altar, his black robes fluttering. Although the churning sea of Curse in his mind had not completely receded, he regarded it as nothing, even with a hint of lazy nonchalance.
"Alright, the triple restrictions are broken. Now, it's time to go in and take a look."
Lu Qing'an thought to himself that he also wanted to see if this dead Peak Eternal Realm expert had hidden anything good besides burying his own body!
The body is given to Li Wensong, and the rest of the belongings are his!
Lu Qing'an turned to look at Li Wensong and found that Li Wensong and the top-grade Heavenly Mandate Soul Stone mine were looking at him as if they were looking at a god, with endless respect amidst their worship.
The two were truly shocked by Lu Qing'an.
Should we tough it out on the Curse?
Or did the powerful Curse lose its effect once it entered Lu Qing'an's body?
Or perhaps, they simply let the rules be broken every day, without caring what happens???
Before Li Wensong could finish being shocked, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Brother Lu! Those guys have already started entering the Fallen God Sea through the outer entrance! Look..."
"Are they in? Then we need to hurry up and get everything ready. Let's go in."
Lu Qing'an remained calm.
Xue Tianfei and the others should have almost finished packing up. Once he goes inside to take the body away, they can leave!
"Good!"
The two, along with a vein of Heavenly Mandate Soul Stone, swiftly flew into the interior of the altar.
We've entered a special space!
And here, they saw the master of the Fallen God Sea!
A colossal, imposing human figure sits atop a throne!