klisemfg Chapter 227 The Gate to the Spirit Realm is Finally Opened
Chapter 227 The Gate to the Spirit Realm is Finally Opened
As the golden light faded, a dazzling array of colors danced before Zhuang Yu's eyes like a dream. Faint celestial music filled the air, and a refreshing fragrance lingered around his nose, invigorating him.
This is the spirit world!
The world he's always dreamed of!
Stepping through this door marks a brand new beginning, with greater power and a wider world!
Just as he was about to step into the gate of the spirit world, a powerful aura suddenly descended, as if Mount Tai were pressing down on him, causing him to catch his breath and almost unable to breathe.
The air seemed to freeze, the surrounding celestial music became distorted and jarring, and the refreshing fragrance instantly turned into a nauseating, fishy sweetness.
A tall figure slowly emerged from the doorway, shrouded in mist, his face obscured, except for his eerie, glowing eyes that flickered like will-o'-the-wisps, sending chills down one's spine.
These eyes seemed to contain endless years and vicissitudes, and were like a bottomless abyss that could devour everything.
"Those who trespass into the spirit realm shall die!" The cold voice, devoid of any emotion, was like a judgment from the deepest hell, carrying endless killing intent.
The immense pressure made Zhuang Yu almost unable to move, but he forced himself to calm down, his mind racing with images of past battles as he analyzed his opponent's strength and searched for weaknesses.
He knew that this guardian was no ordinary person, and that the slightest carelessness would lead to utter destruction.
The air around them seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere was about to explode.
Without the slightest hesitation, the guardian launched the first attack.
A powerful wave of spiritual energy, like a raging torrent, carrying an aura of destruction, rushed straight towards Zhuang Yu.
This spiritual energy wave was extremely fast, arriving almost in the blink of an eye, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.
Zhuang Yu dared not take the blow head-on, and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal attack.
The energy wave grazed past him, but the force of the wind it generated still stung his skin, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.
He knew that this was just a probing attack; the real killing blow was yet to come.
He became even more cautious, not daring to be careless in the slightest. He took a deep breath, his eyes sharp, and stared intently at the figure in the mist.
“Interesting…” the guardian’s deep voice sounded again, with a hint of mockery, “However, it’s too naive to think you can step into the Spirit Realm with just this much skill.”
Zhuang Yu's eyes sharpened, and he stopped passively dodging.
He rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to surge towards him and coalesce into a dazzling spiritual sword in his hand.
The sword is long and slender, exuding a sharp sword aura, as if it could cut through everything in the world.
"A mere trick!" The guardian scoffed dismissively, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
It never expected that this seemingly weak ant could unleash such powerful strength.
Ignoring the guardian's taunts, Zhuang Yu gripped his spiritual sword tightly, and with a flash, transformed into a streak of light, stabbing towards the guardian.
It moves so fast that it is almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.
"Overestimating yourself!" the guardian sneered again. With a wave of its hand, an invisible barrier appeared in front of it, attempting to block Zhuang Yu's attack.
However, the spiritual sword was unstoppable, easily piercing through the barrier and striking the guardian in the chest.
"Ugh..." The guardian let out a muffled groan, looking down at the wound on its chest. It never expected that it would be injured by this ant.
The guardian was enraged. It roared to the sky, and an even more powerful force erupted from its body.
The surrounding space began to distort, and a powerful suction force imprisoned Zhuang Yu in place, unable to move.
"You ant, you have successfully angered me!" The guardian's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "Now, I will let you taste true power!"
Zhuang Yu felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe.
But he didn't panic. He forced himself to calm down and carefully sensed the changes in the surrounding space.
Suddenly, he noticed an extremely subtle fluctuation within the sealed space.
The fluctuation was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, but Zhuang Yu keenly noticed it.
"This is it!" Zhuang Yu was overjoyed.
He took a deep breath, concentrating all his spiritual power into one point, preparing to break through the constraints of this space.
The guardian watched Zhuang Yu's actions, a cold smile appearing on his lips: "A desperate struggle! You think you can escape?"
However, at that moment, Zhuang Yu suddenly withdrew all his spiritual power, revealing a strange smile on his face.
“You…” A bad feeling suddenly rose in the guardian’s heart.
"I told you, this is just the beginning..." Zhuang Yu's voice was low and hoarse, like a demon from hell.
Zhuang Yu's smile seemed eerie and ghostly to the guardians.
Instead of trying to break through, he dissipated the spiritual energy gathered around him, collapsing to the ground like a deflated balloon.
"I...I give up..." he uttered a few words haltingly, his voice tinged with despair.
Upon seeing this, the guardian burst into laughter, his laughter filled with disdain and mockery.
"I thought you were something special, but it turns out you're nothing special!" It dispersed some of its binding power and looked down at Zhuang Yu as if he were a lamb to the slaughter.
Those watching the battle shook their heads and sighed. They had expected a spectacular duel, but it ended up being such a disappointing failure.
Elder Baiyun sneered and said to his disciple Xiao Chen beside him, "Overestimating yourself, this is what happens when you challenge a strong person." Xiao Chen nodded respectfully in agreement, but a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He felt that things were not so simple.
Even the usually composed Wang Yao couldn't help but feel a little worried for Zhuang Yu at this moment, but she had an inexplicable trust in him and vaguely felt that he would not give up so easily.
Just as the guardians lowered their guard and were preparing to completely annihilate Zhuang Yu, a sudden change occurred!
Suddenly, Zhuang Yu's previously dim eyes burst forth with a dazzling light, like two shining stars.
He suddenly stood up with astonishing speed, and a jet-black dagger appeared in his hand, radiating a chilling aura.
The dagger appeared so suddenly that even the guardian was caught off guard.
Zhuang Yu's figure flickered like a ghost, instantly appearing in front of the guardian, and without hesitation, he thrust the dagger in his hand towards the guardian's brow.
"Oh no!" The guardian was terrified, but it was too late to dodge.
The dagger pierced precisely between its eyebrows, and a powerful force erupted instantly. The guardian's body trembled violently, its light dimmed rapidly, and finally, like a bubble, it burst and disappeared into the air.
The whole place was silent, everyone was stunned by this sudden change.
They never expected that Zhuang Yu, who had already given up resisting, would unleash such astonishing power at the last moment and defeat the powerful guardian in one fell swoop.
Elder Baiyun's face turned extremely ugly. He never expected that he had misjudged the situation.
Xiao Chen was completely dumbfounded, his heart filled with shock.
Even Wang Yao, who is usually very easygoing, couldn't help but show a surprised expression at this moment.
Feng Lang gasped in shock, his gaze towards Zhuang Yu filled with awe.
He understood that the gap between himself and Zhuang Yu was far greater than he had imagined.
Zhuang Yu slowly sheathed his dagger, his face devoid of any smugness. He calmly surveyed his surroundings, then fixed his gaze on the gate to the spirit world, and said indifferently, "I told you, this is just the beginning..."
Zhuang Yu turned around and stepped firmly into the dazzling gate to the spirit world.
The hustle and bustle behind me gradually faded away, replaced by a strange tranquility, as if I had stepped into a completely new world.
He was enveloped in a colorful light, warm and gentle, like a mother's embrace.
He felt a slight dizziness, as if his soul was being cleansed by the light.
When the light faded, Zhuang Yu found himself in a valley shrouded in mist.
The soft grass underfoot exudes a faint, refreshing fragrance that soothes the soul.
In the distance, the rolling mountains, like an ink painting, appear and disappear in the clouds and mist, resembling a fairyland.
A strange energy permeated the air, making him feel refreshed and activating his spiritual power.
He took a deep breath, sensing this entirely new world. The Spirit Realm, here I come!
However, this seemingly peaceful valley harbors unknown dangers.
The moment he lowered his guard, a chilling aura silently approached.
He turned around abruptly and saw a black mist that had appeared behind him at some unknown time, drifting around like a ghost and exuding a chilling aura.
Zhuang Yu felt a chill run down his spine and immediately became alert.
He channeled his spiritual power, enveloping himself in a faint golden light, and warily watched the black mist.
The black mist seemed to sense his wariness, letting out a sharp screech before quickly dissipating and disappearing into the vast expanse of clouds.
Zhuang Yu did not let his guard down; the Spirit Realm was far more dangerous than he had imagined.
He looked around, his gaze settling on a towering mountain peak in the distance.
There seems to be some secret hidden there.
He started walking towards the mountain peak.
They walked each step with extreme caution, afraid of disturbing some unknown entity.
The surrounding fog grew thicker and thicker, and the visibility decreased, making it feel like being in a maze.
"It seems this journey through the realms is destined to be anything but peaceful..." Zhuang Yu muttered to himself.
Suddenly, he stopped.
"Who?"