Chapter Seventy-Four: Ghost Gate

  As he moved forward along the Black River, the gray mist around him grew thicker and thicker as he went deeper, until it was almost impossible to see his hand in front of his face. What made Ding Yan even more uneasy was that his spiritual sense was also being suppressed. At this point, his spiritual sense could only extend 500 meters away from his body, and any further would cause it to dissipate on its own.

  "It's just ahead." Ding Yan said with certainty after crossing a river bend.

  According to the map, after crossing the river bay, it's not far from the destination.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, after walking about 500 meters, Ding Yan's divine sense reached the end of the Black River...

  The pitch-black city wall stretches for thousands of miles, and one can't see the end at a glance. This is the boundary between the inner city and the outer city of Wangshi City. As long as you pass through this gate, you can enter the inner city of Wangshi City, where the legendary Huangquan Old Immortal's place of enlightenment is located.

  The gray fog swayed, and Ding Yan's figure walked out of the fog.

  "Oh? Another wandering immortal..." An old woman leaning on a walking stick said in a hoarse voice.

  At the sound of a single word, his heart became vigilant.

  After passing through the end of the Black River, all the mist disappeared, replaced by a dark sky. In front of me was a huge city wall, with a gloomy atmosphere surrounding it. Every now and then, one or two mysterious symbols would flash across its surface. At first glance, I knew that these symbols were part of a powerful spell cast on the wall. If I tried to force my way through, I would definitely be trapped by the symbols on the wall, and might even be transported to some desolate place.

  Under the city wall, many monks gathered, most of whom were Qi-refining monks, and there were seven or eight scattered immortals, but only two really caught Ding Yan's attention.

  The person was the old crone with a walking stick who had spoken earlier. The old crone hunched over, sitting on a black rock, looking as if she could be blown down by a gentle breeze. However, in Ding Yan's eyes, he clearly saw the terrifying yuan force within her body, as well as a powerful xian yuan force that far surpassed that of an ordinary scattered immortal. In his soul, there was also a hint of lightning flashing in and out of sight. Having a soul with lightning was the most obvious sign of a thunder tribulation scattered immortal.

  This seemingly unremarkable old woman was actually a Thunderbolt Scattered Immortal!

  Another person was a black-clothed man with a hood on his head, sitting not far from the old woman. He sat there motionless, as if he had become one with the seat, and didn't even move when Ding Yan arrived, as if he hadn't noticed anyone coming at all. However, Ding Yan felt the same soul fluctuations in this person's body as in the old woman's, clearly indicating that this person was also a Thunder Tribulation Scattered Immortal.

  "Isn't it said that the end of the Black River is where Huang Quan Laosen's siting place is? According to the remaining map records, there should be a gate here." Ding Yan looked around and didn't find anything similar to a gate.

  As he pondered, a white-bearded immortal walked up to Ding Yan's side and bowed.

  "I don't know how to address you, a lone wanderer in this vast world..."

  Ding Yan furrowed his brow, and with his keen eyesight, he naturally saw at a glance that this wandering immortal was in the same initial stage of scattered immortality as himself.

  "Deeds, not words."

  "It was Ding Daoyou." The stranger stroked his beard and said, "I suppose you're also here for the treasure of Huang Quan Old Immortal. How convenient, we all have the same goal in mind. Who knows, maybe we'll even have a chance to cooperate with each other later on."

  "Oh?" Ding Yan's eyebrows rose.

  A lone figure in the distance laughed and said, "Do you know, fellow Taoist, why there are so many people gathered here?"

  Before Ding Yan could speak, Xuan Mo San Xian continued, "Because this is the only gate to enter the inner city, and this point is not recorded on the treasure map. If it weren't for Jin Jiuliu's predecessor, we might not have found this place even if we died." After finishing speaking, Xuan Mo San Xian's gaze fell upon the black-clothed person who was like a stone statue.

  "Door?" Ding Yan's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously clenched his fist around the broken map.

  Three fake maps, Ding Yan has seen them all, and there is no record of the door on them.

  "Exactly, it's a gate. To enter the inner city, you have to wait for the gate to appear. Forcing your way in is almost impossible."

  He pointed to the huge city wall in front of him and said, "On this city wall, ancient runes are carved. If you forcibly fly over it, you will trigger the runes on it and be transmitted elsewhere. Previously, a fellow Taoist did not believe in this and was transmitted to another place by the runes on the wall. According to Wu Xie's calculation, that fellow Taoist is likely to be unlucky."

  The old woman with a walking stick in the crowd was actually the immortal elder.

  "When did this door appear?" Ding Yan asked.

  "Sometimes it's ten days, sometimes half a month, the time is not fixed, but it has been twelve days since the last ghost gate appeared. I think it should be within these three days that the ghost gate will open again." Yun Mo Sanren explained patiently, not minding the trouble.

  "The last time I opened......" Ding Yan caught the problem in the other's words "Since you've seen the ghost door open, why didn't you go in?"

  The stranger who fell from the sky heard this and stroked his beard, smiling "This is where we need to cooperate with our Taoist friend."

  "Oh?"

  "Every time the Ghost Gate opens, a demon will guard it. Anyone who wants to pass through will be attacked by the demon. In the previous openings, many Qi-refining juniors went to test it out, but none of them returned, all being devoured by the demon." As he spoke, the wandering immortal seemed to recall something, and his right hand involuntarily trembled slightly.

  Ding Yan saw the situation and felt a sense of vigilance in his heart.

  "Not even two seniors can get past?"

  The Meteorite Scattered Person seemed to realize his own loss of composure, adjusted his mood, and nodded saying "Last time the Ghost Gate opened, two seniors had joined forces to probe it, but were blocked by the demon creature." Upon reaching this point, the Meteorite Scattered Person seemed to realize something, smiled and said "Fellow Daoist need not worry, last time the two seniors did not use their full strength, and we several scattered immortals also didn't make a move. This time if it opens, with us several scattered immortals joining forces together, plus the two seniors, it should be feasible."

  Ding Yan nodded slightly and didn't say anything else.

  He didn't think it would be so simple in his heart. Looking at the old woman's expression, she was clearly waiting for someone.

  A ghostly creature from the Ghost Gate that can make two Thunderbolt Scattered Immortals hesitate and join forces with others is not as simple to deal with as the words of a certain careless immortal would suggest.

  Declining the invitation of a stranger, Ding Yan found a secluded spot and sat down cross-legged.

  The cultivators around saw Ding Yan approaching and also retreated, with one or two of them showing a respectful expression, addressing him as Senior. Immortal, for these Qi-refining realm cultivators, is high above, and only someone like Yun Mo Sanren, who is also an Immortal, has the qualifications to speak with him.

  After sitting down, Ding Yan drew three talismans beside himself and began to meditate.

  In the body, Yin goes down and Yang rises up.

  The two energies of yin and yang began to operate on their own.

  In the city of wrong death, the Qiankun Dao Jing can be cultivated. For Ding Yan, this is an opportunity in itself. If he can meditate quietly here for five to ten years, Ding Yan dares to confirm that he will definitely impact the next great realm and trigger the world's scattered fairy calamity.

  On the other side, the lone traveler walked back to where he originally was.

  A handsome-looking loose immortal waved his hand and laid down a prohibition spell.

  "How is it?" asked Junxiu Sanxian.

  "This person is extremely vigilant and refused our invitation." The stranger's face was gloomy, nowhere like his previous self.

  "Doesn't he know his own limitations? Does he think that with his meager cultivation, he can contend with those two old things for the Yellow Spring Scripture?" A lean and gaunt immortal beside him revealed a murderous intent.

  Huangquan Treasure, is exactly the practice of Huangquan Old Immortal's cultivation method, it is said that one can cultivate to the height of Eight Tribulations Scattered Immortal.

  Kung fu is of utmost importance for a Xian!

  If there is no relative cultivation of Gongfa, it is likely that when the next Tianjie arrives, it will still be in the initial stage of cultivation. In this case, it is almost impossible to survive. Therefore, under normal circumstances, as long as someone hears that a Gongfa has appeared, many people will go and risk their lives.

  This time the appearance of the Deathless City is mainly because it is in the Mortal Realm, and very few scattered immortals have received the news, otherwise it would not be possible for only so many people to come.

  "Don't provoke him casually. Our greatest enemies are Wu Ming and Jin Jiuliu... Fortunately, the scattered immortals in their sects have not found this place, otherwise we would really have no chance this time." said Junxiu Immortal.

  A few scattered immortals joined forces, precisely to compete with those two Thunder Tribulation Scattered Immortals for the Yellow Spring Scripture. For them, the pressure of the Thunder Tribulation Scattered Immortals was simply too great. As for the remaining Qi Refining stage disciples, they didn't even take them seriously.

  But just a group of ants.

  "This person actually knows how to form a symbol array!" A voice suddenly rang out.

  Junxiu's eyes widened in surprise as he gazed towards the place where Ding was cultivating, only to find that it had been shrouded in a thick fog, cutting off all external probing. He could only rely on his immortal senses to perceive that it should be a symbol array.

  "No wonder he didn't cooperate with us." Yan Zhong's eyes revealed a deep sense of unease, and An Mo San Ren said in a gloomy tone.

  The formation can only be arranged by a master of the Great Completion level. For them, the threat of the Great Completion formation is no less than that of Wu Xie and Jin Jiuliu, two Thunderbolt Scattered Immortals.

  "Beware of this person..."

  ......

  The old woman sitting on the black stone glanced at the few people negotiating and a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.

  If they looked at her as a Qi-refining master, then in her eyes, these few scattered immortals were no different from a few ants.

  The realm of the Immortal, with each step forward, the gap will become extremely large, and it is fundamentally not something that can be made up for by quantity, unless one possesses an absolute top-grade artifact, otherwise it is impossible to appear as a phenomenon of crossing ranks to defeat the enemy.

  "In three days at most, the Ghost Gate will open again, but why hasn't that old ghost from Wuyuan arrived yet..."

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