Chapter 14109 Opportunity
Chapter 14109 Opportunity
Ling Xiao forcibly suppressed the surging excitement within him, took a deep breath to calm his turbulent blood, and asked in a deep voice with unprecedented solemnity:
"Senior! In your current state... would you be willing to show yourself?"
He needed to confirm whether the voice was truly the sword spirit, or some kind of sealed trap.
On the stone platform, the ancient sword named "Thunder Spirit" seemed to tremble slightly, emitting an extremely faint hum.
The ancient voice paused for a moment, then, with a heavy, helpless tone, slowly spoke:
"The power of the seal isolates the inside from the outside."
My sword spirit is firmly bound to this stone platform by these chains of law, unable to break free even a fraction...
It cannot be manifested externally.
Ling Xiao's heart sank slightly, but then, "Lei Ling's" voice rang out again, this time carrying a firmness that transcended eternity:
"Although I cannot leave, I know the only way to break the seal on this place!"
The only way!
Ling Xiao's dim eyes suddenly burst forth with astonishing brilliance!
Like a drowning person grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood!
He pressed on almost impatiently, his voice tinged with barely suppressed urgency: "Please speak, senior!"
What do you need me to do?
How can I help you break the seal?
If the seal can be broken, the legacy of the Twin Swordsmen will be right before our eyes!
Lei Ling's voice became extremely solemn, each word seemingly forged through countless trials, carrying a resounding clang like metal clashing, as he slowly uttered four words:
"The Abyss of the Holy Mark!"
"The Abyss of Sacred Marks?"
Ling Xiao's brows furrowed instantly, forming a deep frown, his eyes filled with confusion and seriousness.
He searched his mind through all the dangerous and ancient secret realms in the Demon Sea, the Great Town Dynasty, and even the vast surrounding territories, but he had never heard of this name before!
This place, judging from its name, is closely related to the path of holy runes and is by no means a good place!
"Lei Ling's" voice carried a certainty of understanding the world: "Nature is not within this realm that you know."
That is the origin of the Holy Rune Path, and also its burial place. Its dangers and mysteries far exceed your current imagination.
It exists... in another forgotten crevice of time and space.
Another spacetime rift?
Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's face couldn't help but show a hint of bitterness.
Crossing boundaries and traversing the barriers of time and space?
This is no longer a matter of distance; it involves the profound mysteries of the laws of space!
This is something that his current cultivation level is far beyond what he can achieve!
Even with his demonic divine form, he appeared insignificant and powerless in the face of the vast and unpredictable power of spacetime.
He said helplessly, "Senior, crossing realms and traversing time and space... such methods are beyond my current capabilities."
How can we get there?
The voice of "Lei Ling" now carried an air of arrogance and confidence befitting a once peerless divine weapon:
"No problem!
I'll take you there!
The words "I'll take you there" had barely left his lips—
boom! ! !
The space in front of Ling Xiao underwent a terrifying and sudden change without warning!
The originally stable space was violently twisted, folded, and collapsed, like a lake surface tossed with a boulder!
A pitch-black, deep rift, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, suddenly tore open less than three feet in front of Ling Xiao, like the jaws of a ferocious beast!
The edges of the crack were extremely irregular, constantly flashing with blinding silver lightning that seemed to be on the verge of bursting at any moment, and emitting a chilling crackling sound!
A chaotic, violent spatial turbulence, filled with an aura of destruction, surged out from the depths of the fissure like a gale from another dimension, instantly filling the entire mountainside fissure!
The aura was so terrifying that it could instantly tear an ordinary cultivator to shreds!
This spatial rift is the gateway to the unknown and desolate "Abyss of Sacred Runes"!
Ling Xiao's gaze was fixed on the pitch-black crack in front of him, which was constantly twisting and spewing out an aura of destruction.
The rift was bottomless, its edges shimmering with an ominous silver light. The chaotic storm surging within seemed to come from the primordial chaos, exuding a terrifying aura capable of devouring everything and crushing all existence.
Simply gazing at it is enough to make one's soul tremble, as if one is about to be sucked into eternal nothingness.
My heart skipped a beat, and an instinctive sense of alarm rose within me.
He wasn't afraid of the danger, but rather that the "Abyss of Holy Runes" that the rift led to was a completely unknown and potentially isolated place from his world!
"Senior," Ling Xiao's voice was tinged with barely perceptible tension, "After I... I go there, will I be able to... come back?"
He didn't want to be stranded in a foreign land, forever lost in the unknown crevices of time and space, all for the sake of a legacy.
The ancient, hoarse voice of "Lei Ling" resounded in his mind, its reply as concise and direct as ever, devoid of any emotional fluctuation:
"Under normal circumstances, yes."
Ling Xiao: "..."
His lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
The words "normal situation" were like an invisible thorn, instantly piercing his tense heartstrings and adding a chilling sense of dread to his already anxious heart.
What is considered normal?
A place like the Abyss of Sacred Marks sounds like it could never be "normal"!
"Lei Ling" seemed to sense his momentary hesitation, and his voice rang out again, this time carrying an authority that transcended time and an unquestionable decisiveness:
"Go in!"
This is a rare opportunity!
The time-space node that opens the Abyss of Sacred Runes is fleeting; once missed, it may take tens of thousands of years to find it again!
The choice is yours: to go or not to go!
The voice, like a resounding bell, struck Ling Xiao's mind, completely dispelling any hesitation he had.
choice?
Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and the cold air mixed with the violent aura of spatial turbulence rushed into his lungs. Instead of bringing calm, it was as if it ignited the inextinguishable flame in his chest!
The path of cultivation is inherently fraught with thorns and defies the heavens!
What is there to fear, even amidst mountains of knives and seas of fire, or the deepest hells of hell?
If we hesitate because of fear of the unknown, wouldn't we be wasting our cultivation and the clues we've painstakingly found?
He is determined to inherit the legacy of the Twin Fiends of Swords and Blades, and the dormant "Twin Fiends Sect"!
All hesitation and concerns vanished instantly in the face of this do-or-die determination.
The light in his eyes suddenly became like a drawn sword, sharp, firm, and burning with an indomitable fighting spirit!
"Thank you, senior!"
Ling Xiao no longer hesitated and shouted in a deep voice!
hum!
The powerful and domineering energy within his body surged forth instantly, forming a layer of condensed, almost tangible, dark golden protective aura on his body surface. Subtle runes flowed across it, radiating an incomparably powerful aura!
He no longer looked at the terrifying crack, took a step forward, and his figure transformed into a resolute stream of light, rushing into the pitch-black crack that resembled the throat of a giant beast!
Just as his figure completely disappeared!
scoff!
The torn spatial rift seemed to have completed its mission, and suddenly contracted rapidly inward!
