Cultivation through Skin Making

Chapter 803 - 278: Chaos Technique, Sword Palace Refuge

Cultivation through Skin Making

Chapter 803 - 278: Chaos Technique, Sword Palace Refuge

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Chapter 803: Chapter 278: Chaos Technique, Sword Palace Refuge

Those void ships were wrapped in transparent array shields.

The formation technique was remarkably advanced, capable of withstanding the collisions of spatial fragments.

For a long time...

Snap!!

The void ship landed.

The formation technique also exhausted its last bit of power, the array shield flickering and beginning to show cracked patterns, then with a "boom," it shattered.

With the shattering and burning of the void ship, a true domain inside expanded outward.

As the dust settled, Song Yan saw fifteen cultivators standing within, male and female, some at the Realm Spirit Realm, others at the Realm Realm, and the Realm Core Realm. These cultivators’ faces were filled with the joy of surviving a calamity, while the central cultivator wore a stern expression and said, "First, find a palace that shields from the lights of the sun and the moon."

The true domain was expanded by that central cultivator.

His true domain could only extend a little over a yard, so the fourteen cultivators had to stay close to him, fearing they might accidentally fall outside...

The group moved forward cautiously. When passing by an intact palace, a female cultivator suggested entering, but the leading cultivator rejected the idea, stating that "an intact palace is too dangerous; we need to find one that’s completely in ruins."

...

...

Night falls...

The ruins.

Silvery white frost light streamed through the ruins’ holes into a dilapidated hall.

In the corner of the hall’s true domain, a fist-sized golden-red "fireball" was keeping the fourteen cultivators warm.

On the outermost edge of the true domain stood a young man with a grim yet exhausted expression, standing tall like a sword, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his white sword robe darkened by the smoke and dust, yet the shadowy design of a solitary phoenix could still be vaguely seen on the edge of his collar.

Wen Lianhai was the youngest Southern Pavilion master of Gu Hong Sword Pavilion, having reached the early stage of the Realm Spirit Realm, and was chosen as one of the members of the sect’s "seed plan."

As the youngest pavilion master of the sect, he should have been debating swords and teaching disciples at the peak of the Sword Pavilion Mountain, practicing diligently and comprehending the Dao, yet now he was fleeing desperately like a stray dog.

Looking at this unfamiliar place, his heart was filled with bitterness, despondency, and vigilance.

Suddenly, his shoulder was patted.

"Brother Lianhai, surviving the passage through the shattered void to arrive at Purple Cloud Heaven is already our fortune. From now on, we bear the continuation and legacy of Gu Hong Sword Pavilion."

Wen Lianhai turned his head slightly and nodded, but suddenly saw the expression of his companion who comforted him freeze.

In the center, the sect’s old ancestor of the Profound Yellow Four Realms also suddenly opened his eyes, quickly stood up, and looked not far away. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

There, someone was walking in the moonlight.

He did not conceal his appearance, strolling in the moonlight that could instantly freeze a person’s soul thought.

Mysterious, dark, his shadow elongated by the moonlight, spreading over the uneven ruins.

The person walked to the door of the dilapidated hall and politely knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

A nameless fear arose in Wen Lianhai’s heart.

Who is this person?

Why are they in Purple Cloud Heaven?

And why did they come here?

The elder ancestor of Gu Hong Sword Pavilion took a step forward and cupped his hands in salute: "I am Han Danzi of Gu Hong Sword Pavilion. May I know which fellow Daoist you are?"

The shadow did not enter but instead asked, "Why did you risk coming here?"

The elder ancestor named Han Danzi said, "The Upper Realm has suffered the Xi catastrophe, and everyone is in danger. Our sect seeks to preserve our heritage by having me bring people here."

"Xi catastrophe?" the shadow asked, puzzled.

Han Danzi was momentarily taken aback and then proceeded to explain everything in detail.

Once Han Danzi finished explaining, the shadow outside the door had already disappeared.

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Song Yan walked on the land of Purple Cloud Heaven.

He had come to understand one thing: powerful enemies were hidden in the intact palaces, while there was rarely any danger on the land outside.

He headed in the direction of the South Celestial Gate.

Along the way, he saw many people who had come from the Upper Realm.

Some were successful, while others failed.

The journey to the South Celestial Gate was very long.

Over twenty years later, Song Yan once again saw a familiar whirlwind and also saw the void ship descending from the whirlwind.

He originally intended to pass by, but then he saw the nine black immortal cranes in front of the void ship.

That was the mark of Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.

The void ship had not yet landed, but the array shield suddenly emitted a loud explosion.

The black immortal cranes, having lost the protection of the array shield, burst into flames instantly.

But the true domain inside the void ship did not appear.

Seeing that the ship and its passengers were about to be destroyed, Song Yan hesitated briefly, then extended his true domain outward, enveloping the void ship, allowing this void ship from Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace to be safely removed.

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