The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 2049 - 2038: The Brink of Life and Death
Under the explanation of Old White Wu Fengxian and Old Black Jiang Yuntian.
While they were alive, they had never heard of the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin, which means this ancient city came into existence after the deaths of Old White and Old Black.
As for wanting to leave here now, the only way is to break the barrier enveloping the ancient city. Now that the remnant soul power of Old White and Old Black has recovered considerably, they can lend Ye Chenfeng enormous energy.
However, to break the barrier, one must have the strength of a seventh-level Heavenly God Realm. In Ye Chenfeng’s current state, even if Old White and Old Black could grant him the power of a seventh-level Heavenly God Realm in a short time, Ye Chenfeng’s heart wouldn’t be able to bear it and would burst from the pressure of their power.
In other words, it’s impossible to rely on Old White and Old Black’s power to break the barrier here.
After leaving the vast square.
Ye Chenfeng and Qin Zhou and the others began wandering through the ancient city. The city was massive, with an aura of antiquity permeating every breath of air, and buildings rich in age stood tall throughout.
After scouting around the ancient city, they finally found the weakest point of the barrier.
But according to Ye Chenfeng’s sense, even the weakest point of this barrier requires at least a peak sixth-level Heavenly God Realm strongman to break it. Although they knew it was useless, everyone present joined in the attack.
While Ye Chenfeng and the others were expending their strength in vain.
Outside the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin.
Xue Gui and Zhao Nanlong wore cold smiles, sensing every move around the ancient city.
The fact that the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin is shrouded by the barrier cannot be spread. As long as any cultivator comes this way, they must stop them. Once nightfall approaches, they will be able to leave, and by then, surely no cultivator will come here.
In their view, the plan was practically perfect; Qin Zhou, Ye Chenfeng, and the others would surely perish within the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin.
Time ticked away swiftly.
Xue Gui and Zhao Nanlong watched the sun setting behind the western mountain with a hint of relief. After all, if their matters were exposed, they would undoubtedly become the focal point of blame in Central Continent.
Now, the sun is setting behind the western mountains.
The affairs of the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin are known to all the cultivators in Central Continent. At this moment, surely no one will come here anymore. After exchanging a glance, their figures disappeared from the outside of the ancient city. Though extremely apprehensive about it, they dared not wait outside until dark.
The setting sun in the west was casting ever-weakening sunlight.
Meanwhile, within the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin.
Qin Zhou and Ye Chenfeng and the others simply couldn’t break through this barrier. Ye Chenfeng originally wanted to unleash three kinds of Sword Intent simultaneously! But in the end, he chose to forgo it. Though its power was formidable, it would be entirely futile, given his current strength was far below the Heavenly God Realm.
Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and they casually sat on the ground; yet as the sunlight waned, the surrounding temperature seemed to plummet suddenly, filling the air with a chilling atmosphere.
Seated next to Ye Chenfeng, Xue Wanqing suddenly rested her cheek on his shoulder. She knew the legends of the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin were true. With the barrier unbreached, given their abilities, it was certain death for them.
Though Xue Wanqing desperately wanted to believe Ye Chenfeng could still perform miracles, they truly found themselves in a certain-death predicament this time. Once night fell, the ghost cultivators appearing in the ancient city, with the strongest exceeding the Heavenly God Realm—who among them could stand against such ghost cultivators? 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
Feeling Xue Wanqing leaning on his shoulder, Ye Chenfeng felt a rising sense of urgency. Unable to leave before nightfall beset the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin, he could only think of surviving the ghost cultivators within.
Ye Chenfeng asked in his heart, "Old White, Old Black, exactly what are ghost cultivators?"
Old White answered, "Little one, usually, when strong individuals die, their souls don’t dissipate easily. Some souls, through chance, comprehend special cultivation methods, enabling them to continuously strengthen themselves. That’s what ghost cultivators are."
Ye Chenfeng then said, "Then Old White, Old Black, why didn’t you two take the path of ghost cultivation back then?"
This time, Old Black replied irritably, "Kid, ghost cultivation isn’t the true path. Once you step into it, you’ll never restore your physical form. To reach true cultivation peaks, you need a physical body. Moreover, many ghost cultivation methods are extremely brutal, even resorting to devouring cultivators to boost strength."
"Do you have any way to help me get through tonight?" Ye Chenfeng continued to ask.
Old White Wu Fengxian said, "Little one, first find a house to enter! For now, we can only take one step at a time."
Hearing Old White’s words, Ye Chenfeng looked at the reluctant Xue Wanqing leaning on his shoulder, "Let’s find a house to rest in. We’re not at the hopeless point yet!"
Though everyone had fallen into despair, they followed Ye Chenfeng’s suggestion, finally finding a single-story house within the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin.
As they stepped inside.
The sun had already set completely, and night rapidly descended.
With nightfall’s arrival.
The Ancient City of Heavenly Origin suddenly filled with a mysterious energy, and the barrier arranged by Xue Gui and the others collapsed at the same time. Shortly after the barrier fell, the entire Ancient City of Heavenly Origin vanished into thin air.
Meanwhile, inside a house within the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin, where Ye Chenfeng and the others were.
The darkness in the ancient city thickened. They guessed that the city had indeed disappeared from Central Continent, and they vanished along with it. Now, with the barrier collapsed, leaving became even more impossible.
The energy filling the air reinforced the buildings, making it virtually impossible to destroy them.
As Ye Chenfeng continued to communicate with Old White and Old Black.
Mysterious phantom-like figures appeared in the air of the ancient city’s streets, emitting haunting wails—these must be the ghost cultivators.
The first ghost cultivators to emerge were at the Spirit God Realm level, their appearances exceedingly terrifying.
From within a certain house, Ye Chenfeng and others.
After sensing the fluctuations of the Spirit God Realm, they soon detected Earth God Realm fluctuations. Then, sensing the Earth God Realm waves, they quickly felt Heavenly God Realm fluctuations.
The waves surged violently toward the house where Ye Chenfeng and the others were.
Except for Ye Chenfeng, everyone instantly turned pale. They knew that the source of such energy fluctuations was undoubtedly the ghost cultivators in the Ancient City of Heavenly Origin.
Ye Chenfeng rapidly communicated with Old White and Old Black in his heart.
The energy waves became clearer; everyone knew they could only wait here for death. Qin Zhou sighed and said, "Ah, it seems we are destined to die here tonight; there’s no escaping this calamity."
Zhao Bo and Li Bo stood beside Xue Wanqing and Ye Chenfeng, silently heaving a heavy sigh within.
Xue Wanqing looked at the pensive Ye Chenfeng, hesitant to speak.
Li Xinwen also kept his eyes fixed on Ye Chenfeng.
The father-son duo, Ling Jiang and Ling Wushuang, relinquished thoughts of survival. This was all purportedly instigated by Qingyue Sect, yet the duo held no grudge against them. Ling Wushuang’s gaze locked onto Ye Chenfeng, thinking, "In this life, it seems I won’t surpass you, but if there’s a next life, I’ll surely defeat you, Ye Chenfeng."
The energy in the air grew increasingly violent.
A thick and eerie breath constantly surged into the house, causing chills down one’s spine.
Everyone knew that this time it was probably a one-in-ten-thousand chance of survival.
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