Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 499 - 502: Immortal Burial Mountain Secret Realm
Burial Immortal Mountain is a colossal mountain spanning dozens of miles, located in the Taotian Palace region.
It is rumored that an immortal perished here, hence the name Burial Immortal Mountain.
Although the mountain is lush with grass and trees, compared to other famous mountains and rivers on the Cyan Continent, it lacks much distinctiveness. Since it’s not far from Wind Valley, Ye Qingchen had entered this place back when he was in Taotian Palace.
Therefore.
When Rong Minghua said that the immortal gate is within this Burial Immortal Mountain, he didn’t quite believe it.
However, later even Lin Jiuyuan speculated that the immortal gate might indeed be within Burial Immortal Mountain, "Feng Wuxie’s origins are unclear, and he doesn’t seem to be from our Barbaric Continent. When he first appeared, he was at Burial Immortal Mountain, supposedly searching for something..."
Thus, Ye Qingchen entered Burial Immortal Mountain once again to search.
"Is this Burial Immortal Mountain? Is there really an immortal gate here?"
Yao Qing followed closely behind them, constantly observing Burial Immortal Mountain, with eyes showing surprise and doubt. "This doesn’t look much different from ordinary mountains; it doesn’t seem like it at all!"
At this point, they had been searching within the mountain for three whole days, almost traversing every piece of land.
"Indeed!" Yao Qing nodded in agreement.
Taotian Palace has gradually regained its prosperity, with nearly a thousand disciples in the palace. If an immortal gate existed, the disciples would have reported it long ago.
"Rong Minghua wouldn’t dare deceive me; perhaps the immortal gate is indeed here, just that we haven’t discovered it!" Ye Qingchen spoke with his hands behind his back. "Since we haven’t found it, there is only one possibility!"
With the two startled, Ye Qingchen squinted his eyes and enunciated:
"The immortal gate is hidden in a secret realm!"
"Secret realm!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Qiuxue and Yao Qing’s eyes lit up.
At this moment, Ye Qingchen had closed his eyes.
Whoosh!
Quietly, a peculiar breeze emanated from Ye Qingchen’s body, spreading towards the surroundings. The surrounding flowers and trees trembled silently, as if pushed by an invisible force.
If someone were to notice the entire Burial Immortal Mountain at this moment, they could see a faint blue glow sweeping inch by inch like a giant net across the mountain.
"After all this time, no one has discovered the immortal gate. It’s either enveloped by a large illusion array or hidden within a secret realm!"
Ye Qingchen pondered.
Burial Immortal Mountain isn’t big, and with Ye Qingchen’s cultivation, it would only take him half a day at most.
As he searched a certain area, his eyes suddenly brightened:
"Found it!"
He took a step forward, appearing within a valley. From above, this valley looked no different from other valleys in Burial Immortal Mountain; it was a small valley lush with grass and trees.
However, a subtle array fluctuation emanated from here.
After a brief survey, Ye Qingchen abruptly formed a hand seal.
Boom!
The previously unremarkable valley suddenly shone brightly, as if a massive light curtain was forcibly torn open at that moment, revealing a gigantic vortex within the valley.
"It’s really here!"
Qian Qiuxue and Yao Qing, who arrived later, widened their eyes in disbelief.
"Seems like we found it right!" Ye Qingchen finally smiled. "I suspect the immortal gate has always been here. The reason why no one knew in later years might be due to a celestial fire descending four hundred years ago, making Taotian Palace’s high-ranking members fall before they could explain it!"
Thus.
The trio stepped inside.
A dizzying sensation ensued.
When they reopened their eyes, they found themselves in a vast area spanning thousands of miles. Inside, mountains and rivers stretched, strange flowers and plants flourished, and they could even spot gigantic birds flying in the sky.
"Is this the immortal gate?" Qian Qiuxue widened his eyes. "Such dense Spiritual Qi! It’s even more abundant than the Spirit Spring within the Return to Heaven Valley Secret Realm!"
Yao Qing was similarly shocked and speechless.
Yet Ye Qingchen frowned slightly.
To others, this place may seem like a rare treasured land, but to Ye Qingchen, it merely looked like a large secret realm. Furthermore, where is the immortal gate? He did not see it.
"Well, since we’re here, let’s take a good look." Ye Qingchen thought, already glancing towards the sky.
"Screech!"
At that moment.
A clear, sharp eagle’s cry echoed forth.
Clearly.
The beasts within this secret realm have already noticed their position.
It was a gigantic Cyan Roc, its wingspan reaching a full one hundred and twenty zhang, soaring in the sky like a vast cloud, its presence overwhelmingly grand. With a sweep of its wings, it stirred up fierce winds.
"That Cyan Roc has actually reached the Celestial Venerable Realm!"
Yao Qing showed a trace of astonishment.
However, Ye Qingchen found it understandable. The Spiritual Qi here was as much as three or four times that of the outside world, thus enhancing the beasts’ strength. If trained for a couple of hundred years, reaching Half-Step Celestial Venerable wasn’t unusual.
"Screech!"
Witnessing the Cyan Roc unfurling its wings, swiftly swooping over the trio, its talons were readily grasping, obviously treating them as prey!
"Humph!"
Ye Qingchen chuckled lightly, flipping his right hand. Amidst the fierce winds, a gigantic blue hand formed in mid-air. As it formed, it pressed down onto the Cyan Roc, forcing it towards the ground.
"Screech!"
The Cyan Roc let out an angry screech, its wings quivering, its monstrous aura sweeping from its body, attempting to repel the power of the giant hand.
But how could Ye Qingchen’s power be matched by a mere beast?
No matter how it roars or struggles, it cannot resist the giant hand in the slightest. In a flash of light, it’s already been slapped from hundreds of zhang above, straight onto the ground.
Even its body is crushed onto the surface.
As the giant hand pressed inch by inch downward, a sense of urgency transmitted the plea for mercy. Ye Qingchen paused, looking at the Cyan Roc with surprise:
"Oh, its intelligence is quite high, knowing to surrender?"
"Enough, I’ll spare your life!"
Having spoken.
Ye Qingchen withdrew his right hand.
The Cyan Roc quickly folded its wings obediently, like a quail, hiding to the side.
"Let’s go, take us around the surroundings of the secret realm!"
Ye Qingchen stepped onto the Cyan Roc’s back, gesturing for Qian Qiuxue and Yao Qing to join him. Only then did he speak. The Cyan Roc, hearing this, although extremely reluctant, could only obediently spread its wings and fly swiftly due to fear of Ye Qingchen’s power.
The Cyan Roc’s speed was astonishing, and coupled with its Half-Step Celestial Venerable cultivation, all the ordinary demonic beasts along the way fled in panic, saving the three of them much effort.
Even though this place hadn’t been opened for hundreds of years, traces of battles could still be seen—collapsed mountains and shifting rivers.
"It seems what Lin Jiuyuan said isn’t unfounded. Back then, Feng Wuxie might have indeed emerged from the Immortal Gate..."
Ye Qingchen observed the secret realm, pondering deeply.
"But why haven’t I discovered the Immortal Gate?"
Just as Ye Qingchen furrowed his brows slightly, sighing inwardly at the possibility of this trip being in vain, his gaze swept over a particular corner, and he suddenly let out a gasp of surprise.
"What’s the matter?"
Qian Qiuxue, seeing Ye Qingchen silent, followed his gaze and noticed a rather sizeable campsite not far away, with even some figures moving around.
How could there possibly be residents?
Both Qian Qiuxue and Yao Qing had a trace of astonishment in their eyes. Qian Qiuxue furrowed her brows and said, "Could these people be descendants of Feng Wuxie?"
"I don’t care if they’re descendants of Feng Wuxie!"
Ye Qingchen’s expression instantly became extremely somber. He waved his sleeve and commanded sternly, "Go there!"
Immediately.
The Cyan Roc spread its wings and darted like an arrow leaving the string!
Whoosh!
The sound of cutting through the wind resounded loudly, accompanied by a piercing shriek.
...
Within a secluded mountain range in the Immortal Burial Mountain Secret Realm, belonging to the Black Water Sect.
Although considered a sect, it had no more than a hundred members at most.
At this moment.
At the sentry post, seven or eight disciples of the Black Water Sect were patrolling.
"Damn it, patrolling day after day, it’s just pointless." A bald disciple couldn’t help but grumble, "Every single day, life is utterly boring!"
"Hehe, I actually hope it stays this boring every day. I heard that recently, that Cyan Roc boldly invaded the territory of Xuansi Sect, and right in front of several hundred Xuansi Sect disciples, it snatched away and devoured one of their Elders." Another skinny disciple dressed in dark green clothing remarked.
Hiss!
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.
They had seen the Elder of the Xuansi Sect before, a mighty Half-Step Celestial Venerable. Just a few days ago, he had been flaunting his prowess in front of their Black Water Sect, and now he had met his end at the hands of a demonic beast.
"Why can’t any of the sects in the secret realm deal with even one demonic beast?" the bald disciple inquired sheepishly.
The skinny disciple sneered, "Easier said than done? That Cyan Roc, although just a demonic beast, belongs to the flying type and is incredibly fast. Even three to five Celestial Venerables would find it hard to catch!"
"Old Three, what’s the matter, looking like you’ve just seen a ghost?" The skinny disciple was speaking when he noticed a companion beside him turn pale with fear, teeth chattering, and couldn’t help but ask.
Others also looked on in confusion.
They saw Old Three trembling all over, pointing skyward, "It’s, it’s coming..."
"What?"
Everyone was startled, raising their heads to look up.
Their faces suddenly turned the color of parchment, pupils contracting to pinpricks.
Because.
The Cyan Roc they had just been talking about was hurtling towards them at great speed, its massive wings casting a shadow over them. This fearsome beast was infamous in the secret realm, known by all.
"Quick, quick... run..."
The skinny disciple screamed in terror and, with hardly any hesitation, dashed off.
The other disciples were also shaking like leaves.
"Whoosh!"
However.
The Cyan Roc gave a mighty flap of its wings, unleashing a gale that instantly demolished several sentry posts and wooden huts, uprooting nearby trees.
These disciples then found themselves like being tossed in a tempest, staggering retreated, and crashing heavily to the ground.
Gazing at the descending Cyan Roc, everyone couldn’t help but tremble.
Only by experiencing it up close did they realize the terrifying power it held; in its presence, they were like mere ants, barely able to breathe under such immense pressure.
"We’re done, done for!"
"I wonder how the Cyan Roc will eat me... Since it’s a demonic beast, it might swallow me whole in one gulp!"
The bald disciple was nearly terrified to death, wishing he could slap himself for jinxing it—the Cyan Roc had really come over.
The others were also trembling.
Just when they resigned to their fate, expecting to meet their end.
A cold voice suddenly echoed:
"Who are you?"
Startled, they wondered whether the demonic beast could actually speak now?
Raising their heads in confusion, they saw the Cyan Roc standing obediently with its wings drawn close, while on its back stood three figures. Among them were two extraordinarily beautiful women.
The leading figure was a young man in green attire, standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at them coldly like a deity.
This young man in green was none other than Ye Qingchen!
