Embers of Sword

Chapter 485 Entrance to Purgatory
"Ye Zu!"

"Lord Ye Zu?!"

Exclamations erupted from the treasure ship. The sword energy burned away, leaving petals scattered on the ground. Even though only a trace of the sword intent of the Yang God Realm remained, it still exuded a powerful pressure that made it difficult for anyone to approach.

Sword-like petals fell one by one in the wind, while crimson buds burst into full bloom...

This sword intent was simply too striking.

Ye Qinglian, Jiang Que, and the various Yin Gods on Qin Baihuang's treasure ship all rode their qi to approach.

"...disembark."

As soon as the sword energy spread, an old, deep voice echoed between the large Chu treasure ships.

Ye Zuchu stood with his sword, his body bathed in blood.

The old master of Hundred Flowers Valley was extremely weak and feeble... His red robe was torn in countless places, making it hard to imagine what kind of battle he had experienced.

"Disembarked?"

Ye Qinglian paused, then asked with some worry, "Grandmaster... are you sure you want to disembark?"

Upon hearing this, the officials exchanged glances.

The suction force of this abyss is constantly expanding, and the surrounding area has become a swamp, making it extremely difficult for them to escape using their own strength.

But now, cultivators from the Yangshen Realm have arrived at the summit.

Is disembarking the only option?

"Lu Yuzhen has laid a trap..."

Ye Zu shook his head, his voice hoarse as he said, "There's no time to explain. Those people outside are coming soon. Only by entering the secret realm can we save our lives."

His condition was extremely bad.

His vital energy and soul have been severely damaged, and his current strength is probably less than one-tenth of what it was at its peak.

Ye Qinglian noticed that the old Valley Master's natal sword, "Flaming Blaze," had been shaken open and was covered with dense cracks, looking as if it might break at any moment.

The most important thing for a sword cultivator is their natal sword.

The sword broke and the man died.

At this moment, the ancestor... probably only has the strength to speak.

……

……

Ye Zu's arrival rekindled hope among the people of Da Chu.

However, Ye Zu's injuries were a huge blow to everyone's spirits.

After the sword energy fell, a faint red divine glow ignited on the deck of the Martial Sect's treasure ship. Ye Zu closed his eyes, as if his soul had left his body, leaving his severely injured, aged body behind in the mortal realm. He leaned against the mast, holding his sword, and entered a state of "annihilation," like a withered stone. The Hundred Flowers Valley's "Burning Flower Style" is a rare offensive move in the world. This sword technique is extremely fierce, and after the sword is drawn, it will damage the soul. However, there is a way to remedy this. As long as the "Rejuvenation Style" is activated, life can be quickly restored.

The sound of even, low breathing filled the large ship.

Seeing their ancestor act this way, the disciples of Hundred Flowers Valley immediately stepped in to protect him. Ye Qinglian originally wanted to form an array to transfer vital energy... but unfortunately, "Earth Abyss" was absorbing vital energy, so even if she formed an array, it would only benefit that secret realm in the end.

"What should we do now? Are we really going to have to disembark?"

A venerable one suddenly spoke.

Inside the treasure ship, half of the Venerables fell silent.

Tonight's brutal battle came too suddenly; many people wanted to leave southern Xinjiang...

"Of course, we'll disembark."

Qin Qianlian, who had remained silent, looked up at the sky.

He calmly said, "It is obvious that even if the Great Chu Treasure Ship has completed its assembly, it is impossible to escape the Abyss... You all had better recognize reality as soon as possible."

Qin Baihuang took a deep breath and echoed, "Second brother... Qianlian is right. We have no choice but to disembark now."

The crowd gradually calmed down.

They had placed their hopes on the Martial Immortal... but now, the Martial Immortal has died in battle.

They were greeted by Ye Zu from Hundred Flowers Valley.

Ye Zu also suffered serious injuries.

Clearly, relying on the Yang God to escape the secret realm is no longer realistic.

Even if the holy lands fought with all their might against the Abyss, they would only end up falling off the ship... Moreover, according to Ancestor Ye, the pursuers from the three major sects and the Paper Doll Path might be arriving soon.

"Get off the ship!"

Zhou gave the order directly.

The Martial Emperor's treasure ship ceased its resistance against the abyss. Amidst a deafening roar, the suspended ship gradually descended, slowly reaching the horizon before finally plunging into the cracked crevice. Seeing this, the supervising officials no longer hesitated, maneuvering their own ships to protect the Martial Emperor's main ship, and together they plummeted... like a group of large fish falling into the deep sea.

A bird's-eye view.

The underground fissures were narrow and dark.

Once you truly immerse yourself in it, you will perceive its vastness and immensity.

More than a dozen treasure ships fell into it, yet it had more than enough room to maneuver...

Plunging into the abyss, as if falling into purgatory.

Even after igniting the great array, one cannot see the surrounding scenery clearly; all that can be seen is a dark, azure expanse.

The moment it was swallowed by darkness.

The expressions of the several Yin God Realm supervisors turned strange. Their souls had been linked through the communication artifacts issued by Renshou Palace, communicating constantly, but now the link had suddenly broken... This meant they had completely lost contact with each other. Fortunately, before entering the abyss, all the treasure ships of Da Chu had gathered together, not far from each other, a distance at which they could be clearly heard by shouting with their Yuan Qi.

Although they had made the decision to "disembark," the leaders of the holy lands dared not slacken their efforts in the slightest and continued to keep the elemental stones burning.

only……

The closer to the Earth's core, the stronger the suction of this abyss becomes. Even though the burning speed of the elemental stones increased exponentially, it could not stop the treasure ship from falling faster and faster.

In the end, a single elemental stone burned out in an instant, barely managing to resist the suction for a moment.

Tens of breaths later.

The Martial Sect's treasure ship crashed to the ground amidst violent rocking and impacts, revealing a vast, dark lake at the bottom of the abyss... The ship's fall created a towering column of water tens of meters high, completely draining all the elemental stones from its hull. Even the most basic "elemental energy shield" couldn't be opened, rendering it utterly useless. The treasure ships from the other holy lands fared no better; even with the protection of the Yin God Venerable's Dao Realm, the impact of their crashes was still immense.

The water surged violently.

Many of the young disciples were vomiting while leaning against the railing.

From this point of view.

Getting off the ship was indeed an extremely wise move.

If the journey is delayed until the Yuan Stones are exhausted and the ship is forced to disembark... the eventual crash of the treasure ship could lead to a calamity.

"This...is this the Bai Ze Secret Realm?"

Qin Baihuang raised his head, his voice hoarse.

He never imagined that such a magnificent and unparalleled secret realm was hidden beneath the barren and desolate southern border.

When the abyss first opened, he had scanned the "Bai Ze" plaque with his divine sense and found nothing special about it.

But looking up now, the plaque seemed as bright as the sun.

The name "Bai Ze" is high above, seemingly containing endless magic, making it impossible to look away once you see it.

This abyss is truly like the entrance to purgatory.

Beneath the sky, there are two giant stone sculptures, towering to the heavens, serving as gatekeepers. They are nearly a hundred feet tall. The Great Chu Treasure Ship is nothing more than a floating duckweed beneath these giants, not worth mentioning.

The entire lake is of unknown length, width, and depth.

This is just the entrance.

The water column that Wuzong's main ship just crashed into the Abyss Lake was, compared to the entire Abyss Lake, merely a tiny and pathetic ripple.

(End of this chapter)