Immortality and cultivation begin with full comprehension.

Chapter 806 Reaching the Top Level, Breaking the Restriction (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
These gains might be considered good opportunities for ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, but for Li Yunjing, who possesses great treasures, they are merely appetizers, better than nothing.

What he truly cared about was the core area to which Xie Wuyi had been led, and the goals of those Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Clearly, those giants went straight to the point as soon as they entered, completely disregarding these peripheral matters.

After passing through another passage filled with grotesque reliefs, resembling the esophagus of a giant beast, Xie Wuyi suddenly stopped, his body trembling even more violently.

Li Yunjing looked up and saw a huge circular abyss in front of him.

Beneath the abyss lies a churning, crimson sea of ​​demonic energy, where countless tormented faces rise and fall, wailing and emitting a chilling resentment.

On the other side of the abyss was a huge, isolated platform connected by black chains.

Above the platform, the outline of a dilapidated palace could be vaguely seen, and the demonic aura and oppressive power emanating from it far surpassed anything seen before!

The source of that power that draws evil and righteousness is within that platform palace!

However, to reach the other platform, one must cross this terrifying abyss.

Those thick black chains that spanned the abyss were the only path.

Demonic energy swirled around the chains, occasionally coalescing into various phantom demons that roared silently, clearly indicating that this was no benevolent place.

At this moment, a group of people have gathered on this side of the abyss.

The sinister young man from the "Heavenly Demon Sect" stood at the forefront with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at the Demon Abyss, seemingly pondering how to get through it.

The figure in the dragon robe of the "Huangze Dynasty" stood on the other side, the imperial dragon aura forming an invisible domain around him, repelling the resentment emanating from the Demon Abyss.

Further away, the old man in the green robe from the Taixu Sword Sect and the old monk from the Jiaye Baoguang Temple also appeared one after another, both looking solemnly at the Demon Abyss and the palace opposite.

Besides them, there were three or four other cultivators whose auras were equally unfathomable, clearly hidden masters, scattered in different places, wary of each other.

The arrival of Li Yunjing and Xie Wuyi immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Especially Li Yunjing, whose strength and methods he had previously demonstrated to the outside world were enough for these top experts to regard him as a competitor of equal level.

"Ha, you've arrived quite quickly."

The sinister young man from the "Heavenly Demon Sect" glanced at Li Yunjing and said indifferently.

The True Lord of the Huangze Dynasty turned his gaze over again, his expression still unreadable.

Li Yunjing remained calm, as if he hadn't heard the young man's words. His gaze swept over Mo Yuan and finally landed on Xie Wuyi.

Those black chains that spanned the abyss were incredibly thick, yet they seemed to be forged from solidified demonic energy and some unknown metal, their surfaces covered with corrosive demonic patterns.

Beneath the chains, a sea of ​​crimson demonic energy surged, emanating a resentment that almost formed a tangible mental impact, constantly attempting to erode everyone's minds.

Even more terrifying is that the demonic energy swirling around the chains occasionally condenses into blurry yet extremely ferocious phantoms of demons. Although they have no physical form, the mental attacks and demonic erosion they emit are enough to damage the soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator, or even plunge them into the abyss of demons, from which there is no redemption.

"A mere demon of resentment dares to block the way?"

The sinister young man from the "Heavenly Demon Sect" was the first to make a move.

He snorted coldly, without even summoning any magical treasures. He simply let out a slight ripple of pure demonic energy around him and stepped onto the central chain.

A strange scene happened.

The phantom demons that tried to pounce on him, upon contact with his Heavenly Demon Qi, let out fearful howls as if they had encountered a king, and retreated and dissipated. Some of the weaker demonic phantoms even merged directly into his demonic Qi, which actually strengthened his aura.

He walked steadily towards the other side as if on flat ground, at a slow but steady pace, seemingly oblivious to the terrifying abyss around him.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect's techniques are indeed strange; they can even assimilate the demonic intent of this place."

The old man in the green robe from the Taixu Sword Sect narrowed his eyes, then pointed his fingers like a sword and pointed in mid-air.

"Zheng!"

A clear, melodious sword cry rang out, and an extremely condensed cyan sword aura shot out from his fingertips, not to attack the enemy, but to hover in front of him.

The sword energy emanated an incomparably sharp sword intent, shredding the resentment and demonic phantoms that tried to approach.

The old man stepped onto the sword aura, which carried him steadily across the river, just three feet from the surface of the chains.

He used his supreme sword intent to open up a temporary passage. Although it required him to continuously expend his mental energy to resist the demonic intent, it was safe and secure.

"Amitabha Buddha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore..."

On the other side, the old monk of "Kasyapa Baoguang Temple" put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra: "Even the Buddha needs to be wrathful to subdue demons and monsters!"

The Buddha's light behind his head suddenly expanded, transforming into a solid golden halo that enveloped him.

The swastika symbols on the halo flowed around, radiating a peaceful yet firm purifying power.

The phantoms of those demons collided with the Buddha's light and instantly melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun, emitting a shrill scream.

The old monk stepped onto a chain, each step creating lotus blossoms. With each step, the demonic energy beneath his feet was temporarily purified, allowing him to move forward with remarkable stability, albeit slowly.

The dragon robe figure of the "Huangze Dynasty" is even more domineering.

He didn't even glance at the chains; he simply flicked his sleeve.

"hold head high!"

A dragon's roar resounded, and although the Nine-Dragon Chariot did not appear, a powerful imperial dragon aura transformed into a phantom golden dragon, coiling around his feet.

He stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on the phantom of a golden dragon, and actually crossed the abyss directly in mid-air!
Before the terrifying surge of resentment and the phantom of the demon could even get close, they were shattered and crushed by the dragon aura, which was extremely powerful and represented order and imperial authority!
He disregarded all obstacles and flew straight to the platform on the other side, demonstrating the supreme majesty of the "Huangze Dynasty".

The other hidden masters also displayed their unique abilities.

Some summoned some kind of rare treasure, emitting strange fluctuations to temporarily disrupt the demons; others cultivated special techniques, their movements unpredictable, dodging and weaving on the chains to avoid the demons' attacks; still others seemed to have prepared magical artifacts specifically designed to suppress demonic souls, protecting themselves as they struggled forward.

In the blink of an eye, only Li Yunjing and the trembling Xie Wuyi remained on the Abyss side.

"Sect Leader Li... Sect Leader Li..."

Xie Wuyi stared at the terrifying Demon Abyss, his face deathly pale.

With his cultivation level, once he steps onto the chains, his soul would probably be torn apart by the demon in an instant.

Li Yunjing glanced at him indifferently, then swept his gaze over the various powerful figures crossing the abyss, especially the domineering figure of the True Monarch from the "Huangze Dynasty".

He naturally wouldn't be as flamboyant as Huangze Zhenjun, but he also wouldn't need to exert himself like others.

With a slight thought, the radiance on his "Starry Night Robe" became even more hazy and mysterious, and the phantoms of the stars around him slowly swirled around him, as if slightly "peeling" him away from the current space, making his presence blurred.

Then, he reached out and grabbed Xie Wuyi's shoulder.

Xie Wuyi felt his body lighten, and the surrounding scenery became distorted and blurry. The wailing of the Demon Abyss and the roar of the demons seemed to be separated by a thick layer of glass, becoming distant and unreal.

Li Yunjing took a step forward, not stepping on the chains, but as if stepping on some invisible node in the void.

His figure became elusive, like twinkling starlight, weaving between reality and illusion.

The phantom demons on the chains seemed completely unaware of his presence; those that occasionally bumped into him were easily deflected and annihilated by the starlight of the "Star Robe".

Li Yunjing, relying on the subtle manipulation of space and the extremely strong concealment and protection of the "Starry Sky Robe", led a person across the Demon Abyss in a seemingly leisurely but actually extremely fast manner, even stepping onto the platform on the other side before the young man from the "Heavenly Demon Sect" and the old man from the "Great Void Sword Sect"!
The moment you step onto the platform, the sense of solidity in the space is restored.

"Huh...huh..."

Xie Wuyi's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground, his face filled with lingering fear and disbelief.

Almost at the same time that Li Yunjing stepped onto the platform, the figure in the dragon robe of the "Huangze Dynasty" landed, gave Li Yunjing a meaningful look, and seemed to be interested in his peculiar way of crossing the abyss.

Following closely behind, the young man from the Heavenly Demon Sect, the elder from the Taixu Sword Sect, the divine monk from the Kasyapa Treasure Light Temple, and other experts also successfully crossed the abyss and landed on the platform.

All eyes immediately turned to the dilapidated yet magnificent ancient palace in the center of the platform.

The palace gates were tightly shut, covered with layers upon layers of magical seals. The power of those seals was terrifying, clearly not something that could be broken by brute force.

The true heartland is right before our eyes.

How to open this door became the next challenge facing everyone. The atmosphere on the platform suddenly became subtle and tense.

The dilapidated palace stood majestically, with magical runes flowing slowly across its massive doors like living things, radiating a suffocating pressure that firmly kept everyone's greed and desires outside.

The Dragon-Robed True Lord of the "Huangze Dynasty" stepped forward first, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping over the intricate magic runes.

He didn't make a move; instead, his imperial dragon aura rose slightly and made slight contact with the demonic runes. It emitted a low, teeth-grinding hissing sound, and the dragon aura was quickly corroded and dissolved.

"Humph!"

He frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and retreated, clearly realizing that brute force would be ineffective.

"Mysterious!"

The sinister young man from the "Heavenly Demon Sect" sneered, his eyes flashing with a ghostly light.

He extended his pale finger and drew a strange black seal in the air, which he then imprinted on the door.

The contact between the talisman and the magic rune did not cause any resistance. Instead, it was like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil, instantly creating a huge wave!

The demonic runes on the door suddenly erupted with dazzling blood light, and the backlash surged like a tidal wave, condensing into a ferocious demonic head that roared back!

The young man's expression changed slightly. His figure swayed, and the demonic energy around him surged, barely dispelling the backlash. However, he couldn't help but take a half step back, and his face darkened.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk of "Kasyapa Baoguang Temple" chanted Buddhist mantras, "This is an ancient demonic pattern, containing extremely evil resentment and spatial restrictions. Forcibly attacking it may bring disaster. It can only be opened with a specific method or token."

"The structure of the magic runes appears chaotic, but it actually contains hidden patterns, seemingly related to the fluctuations of the divine soul..."

The old man in the green robe from the Taixu Sword Sect stroked his beard and pondered, "Could it be that a specific demonic soul is required as a catalyst?"

Several hidden experts also tried their methods to probe, using magical artifacts to detect or secret techniques to deduce, but all to no avail. The demonic sect remained unmoved, and the pressure it emitted became even heavier.

The atmosphere on the platform grew increasingly tense.

The group tried various methods, including forceful attacks and deductions, but they couldn't even shake the outer layer of the magic runes. Instead, they were overwhelmed by the pressure of the ancient restriction, which made their hearts sink.

Even the Dragon Robe True Lord of the "Huangze Dynasty" restrained his previous domineering manner, his brows furrowed as he stared at the tightly closed palace gate, clearly pondering a way to break the deadlock.

Just then, Li Yunjing slowly stepped forward.

Unlike the others, he did not rush to make a move. Instead, he stood three zhang away from the palace gate, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the "divine light of creation" quietly flowed in his eyes.

His divine sense was like the finest net, not forcibly intruding into the demonic runes, but gently "attaching" to them along their flow, like water flowing into a river, silently probing the origin of the restriction.

"Oh? He's about to make a move?"

The sinister young man from the "Heavenly Demon Sect" raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

He had already been quite concerned about Li Yunjing's spatial manipulation skills when he crossed the abyss, and now he wanted to see what other tricks this "Shenxiao Dao Sect" sect master had up his sleeve.

Emperor Ze Zhenjun's gaze also fell on Li Yunjing, and his hand under his dragon robe tightened slightly.

He had a vague feeling that Li Yunjing's methods might exceed everyone's expectations.

Li Yunjing seemed oblivious to the gazes around him, his entire focus absorbed in analyzing the magic runes.

These ancient demonic runes appear ferocious and chaotic, filled with malice and resentment, but deep within them lies an extremely ancient "order".

It is neither the strict rules of the righteous path nor the killing of the demonic path, but a kind of primordial law of space and energy operation originating from the beginning of heaven and earth.

"I see... This is not a simple magic restriction, but a composite restriction with demonic intent as its shell, space as its bone, and resentment as its blood."

Li Yunjing understood.

The old man from the Taixu Sword Sect previously said it was related to "spiritual fluctuations," but he was only half right; the old monk said it required a "specific token," but that only scratched the surface.

The key to this restriction lies in the "alignment of the origins"!
It is either ancient demonic energy that shares the same origin as the demonic runes, or the chaotic power that can encompass and analyze everything.

Li Yunjing happens to have control over the latter.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a wisp of extremely faint chaotic energy gathered at his fingertips.

The aura was pale gray, neither as sinister as demonic energy nor as pure as spiritual energy. Instead, it carried a sense of emptiness, as if it could devour everything and give birth to everything.

Li Yunjing did not directly strike the palace gate with the chaotic aura. Instead, he flicked his finger, and the wisp of aura transformed into a slender stream of light, like a swimming fish, gently "diving" into the finest crack of the demonic rune.

"Hmm? What is this aura?"

A glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes. His sword intent was extremely sensitive to energy fluctuations, but he was completely unable to determine the attribute of this wisp of pale gray aura.

It neither clashes with the sword intent nor merges with the demonic intent; instead, it is like a void, silently penetrating the depths of the demonic runes.

The others were equally curious about Li Yunjing's methods!
Everyone focused their attention on Li Yunjing.

The next second, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The demonic runes, which were originally hostile to everyone, instantly restrained their ferocity upon contact with that wisp of chaotic energy!

The flowing blood light dimmed slightly, and the resentment that corroded everything temporarily stopped. Even a few of the outermost demonic runes trembled slightly, as if they had encountered their "kin," and resonated with that wisp of chaotic energy in an extremely faint way!
"How can it be?!"

Xuanjizi cried out in surprise.

When he tested the demonic runes with the methods prepared by the Xuanming Palace, they directly backfired; but Li Yunjing's unknown aura actually made the demonic runes a bit more "docile".

This was simply unacceptable to him.

What shocked everyone even more was yet to come.

That wisp of chaotic energy wandered within the magic runes, like a key being inserted into a lock, precisely finding the "node" of the restriction!
A tiny void hidden deep within the magic runes, formed by spatial folds.

The moment the chaotic energy entered the void, the entire palace gate trembled violently!
"Boom!"

It wasn't the hostile tremor we'd experienced before, but rather a tremor akin to "awakening"!
The demonic patterns on the door seemed to come alive, flowing in a completely new trajectory. The blood-red light was no longer ferocious as before, but instead revealed a gentle "echo".

Even the pervasive resentment around them temporarily ceased its erosion, as if awaiting some kind of "command".

A knowing glint flashed in Li Yunjing's eyes.

What he wanted was not for the palace gates to be opened immediately!

That would only lead to a frenzy of bidding among all the strong, which would only cause more trouble.

He just wanted to confirm two things: first, whether the core of this restriction really required the power of chaos; and second, how to send Xie Wuyi, the pawn, into it.

Now, the answer is obvious.

He flicked his finger, and the wisp of chaotic energy slowly receded from the demonic runes, returning to his fingertip.

Without the pull of the chaotic energy, the demonic patterns on the palace gate gradually returned to their previous ferocious state, with blood-red light flowing and resentment rising again.

However, upon closer inspection, it can be discovered that the deepest spatial node has been "lit up" by the chaotic aura, like leaving a lamp in the darkness. Li Yunjing can touch it again at any time if he wishes.

"call……"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help looking at Li Yunjing with a hint of apprehension.

Huangze Zhenjun spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity for the first time: "Sect Master Li, is the key to this restriction perhaps in that wisp of your aura?"

"He only has a slight understanding of the methods to analyze restrictions."

Li Yunjing smiled faintly, neither admitting nor denying: "The restrictions on this palace gate cannot be broken by force, nor can they be opened by a single token! It requires 'original compatibility' and 'key guidance' to open it."

His words seemed to say something, yet they also seemed to say nothing at all.

What is "original alignment"?
What is "key-guided"?
Everyone was puzzled, but no one dared to ask.

Everyone here is a True Monarch at the Nascent Soul stage, an existence that looks down upon "Tianlan Star". Why would they have to humbly seek guidance from a True Person at the second level of the Nascent Soul stage?
This was extremely embarrassing in the eyes of all the experts.

(End of this chapter)