Gateway of Immortality-Chapter 232: The Lava River

Crack!

The ebony sword transformed into a blood-colored giant sword, smashing through the general's breastplate with one strike, piercing through its abdomen.

Through the wound, Qin Sang could see that there were no internal organs, nor any blood flowing out. Instead, there was a golden rune slowly spinning, mysterious and profound.

The rune had already been partially shattered by the ebony sword.

The general let out a roar as golden light frantically surged into the wound. With the influx of golden light, the broken rune quickly began to repair itself.

Seeing this, Qin Sang hesitated not for a moment. He immediately reversed the sword qi and struck again, penetrating the general’s abdomen, causing a large portion of the rune to shatter once more.

After several consecutive strikes, the rune was finally destroyed by the ebony sword.

The general, who had been struggling and howling, suddenly froze in place, motionless. Then, the golden armor on its body began to dissolve, ultimately transforming into a beam of golden light that flew back, returning to its image.

Qin Sang, while swinging his black longsword, continued to fight with another general, all while dodging arrows that flew toward him. It was a grueling battle.

After finally dealing with one general, the portrait was restored, but no new generals descended.

Qin Sang silently breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the rune inside the generals was their weakness. As long as the rune was shattered, the general would revert back to its image, never to reappear. Otherwise, the difficulty of this trial would be far too great, and most cultivators wouldn’t be able to pass.

As long as the weakness was found, it would be manageable. Qin Sang didn’t allow the ebony sword to return. With a thought, the sword transformed into a streak of light and flew directly toward the two generals with longbows.

The ebony sword moved at incredible speed, and the sword array easily enclosed the two generals. This time, Qin Sang deliberately shrank the range of the sword array, ensuring it didn’t trigger the barrier on the wall.

The sword array exploded, and the generals were submerged in countless sword qi. Their weaknesses were revealed, and it turned out that they weren’t located in the abdomen but in the chest.

It seemed that the generals were different from each other, and the location of the runes varied.

If Qin Sang hadn’t solved the problem in time, being surrounded by a dozen generals could have left him dazed, unable to find their weaknesses, resulting in certain defeat.

The ebony sword was elusive, entangling the two generals and not giving them a chance to shoot their arrows.

Qin Sang, multitasking, seized the opportunity. He swung his black longsword more urgently, the sword light pouring like rain. He suppressed the general in front of him, watching for an opening before striking it in the abdomen.

"Break!"

Qin Sang shouted coldly, not hesitating to activate his Qihai, and in an instant, a powerful sword qi exploded at the general's abdomen, shattering the rune.

Without looking back, Qin Sang immediately activated his movement art, rushing to assist the ebony sword.

With Qin Sang joining the fight, the situation became clearer.

These two generals, wielding longbows, weren’t good at close combat and tried to distance themselves, but Qin Sang wouldn’t give them that chance.

The Thousand-Mechanism Sword Array expanded to its limit without triggering the barrier on the wall. Every time a general disappeared, Qin Sang immediately detected their location. The elusive movement art had no effect against him, and he quickly cut them both down.

Summoning the ebony sword back, Qin Sang let the sword qi dissipate, revealing the ebony sword itself. Its long blade circled around his fingertips, transparent and glimmering like jade.

Now, as Qin Sang looked ahead at the corridor, the golden light writhed. Two sword-wielding generals stepped down from the wall. They glanced coldly at Qin Sang before their figures became indistinct. In the next instant, they appeared above his head.

The long blades cut through the air, and the blade’s intent bore down upon him!

The timing was perfect!

Seizing this rhythm, Qin Sang realized he didn’t need to use the malevolent corpses. He could handle the first phase of the trial on his own.

Qin Sang thought to himself, unsure how many phases the trial had. The malevolent corpse, once damaged, was difficult to repair, so it was better to save it for later, using it only in a crisis. For now, he would push himself.

With this decision, Qin Sang flicked his fingers, and the ebony sword found one of the generals. Meanwhile, he twisted his body and swung his sword to confront the other.

Qin Sang noticed that the two generals were of similar strength to the previous ones, but dealing with two was far easier than facing four.

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A variety of weapons, from the common to the rare, were all in view as Qin Sang traversed the corridor.

If not for the fact that the generals left no corpses behind upon their death, Qin Sang could describe the scene as one where every step left blood behind. The further he went, the closer the images became, and the interval between the appearance of the generals grew shorter, making the battle even more intense.

Qin Sang no longer had the luxury to think about anything else. Often, before he could slay the general in front of him, a new one would join the battle, putting immense pressure on him.

However, up until now, Qin Sang had not summoned the malevolent corpse to assist him. He had been fighting his way through the corridor with only his own strength, advancing steadily step by step.

Qin Sang's mind was fully immersed in the killing symbol.

The generals' pressure was mounting, and the situation was precarious. But in such circumstances, not only was his potential being triggered, but his comprehension of the killing symbol was advancing at a much faster pace. What was more fortunate was that the danger was not overwhelming, allowing him to proceed without hesitation, and he was unwilling to miss this opportunity.

The corridor was deep and endless, with no visible end. Time was unmeasurable, and all that remained was the endless slaughter and roars.

Qin Sang held his sword in one hand, and his sword array followed him, like a god of death. Wherever he passed, only the unwilling roars of the generals were left behind. Yet, he remained unaffected, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.

Suddenly, Qin Sang was jolted awake by a burst of intense heat, his mind pulled away from the killing symbol.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that his mastery of his martial art had reached a new level. The gains from this battle could match the results of dozens of previous fights. He was now close to fully comprehending the second killing symbol.

Why is it so hot?

Qin Sang suppressed the excitement on his face. He opened his eyes and discovered that ahead of him, red light was piercing through the golden glow. Unknowingly, he had reached the end of the corridor.

Is it fire?

Can it be a sea of flames ahead?

Qin Sang's nostrils flared, and he suddenly caught a strong, acrid odor. He could also hear a deep rumbling sound, and even the corridor itself seemed to be shaking, as if an enormous river was flowing nearby.

Lava!

Qin Sang’s gaze sharpened slightly. It seemed highly likely that a river of lava lay at the end of the corridor. From the sounds, it was probably not a small river.

Is the next trial going to take place on this lava river?

Foundation Building cultivators could use spiritual power to protect themselves from high temperatures, but they still couldn’t swim in lava. If they fell into the river and couldn’t escape in time, they would die.

However, the exact details of the trial weren’t clear from here. If the trial did indeed take place on the lava river, he would have to proceed with great caution.

After a moment of thought, Qin Sang decided not to dwell on it. He glanced at the images along the corridor. Only six remained ahead, and the golden light on the images was fluctuating violently. It seemed that these six generals were about to descend together.

This must be the final test of the first trial.

Qin Sang, lost in thought, no longer hesitated. With a swipe of his hand at his waist, three malevolent corpses flew out of the Corpse Puppet Pouch. The cold, malevolent energy radiating from the corpses instantly eased the oppressive heat in the air. After a brief pause, they charged toward the generals.