Translator: CinderTL
"The complete version of the 'Corpse King's Rebirth Art' should be in the Transmission Pavilion of the Divine Blood Hall," Xue Mei said.
"Then how do we get to the Transmission Pavilion?" Song Wen asked.
Xue Mei replied, "I don't know the exact route. We can only try our luck by entering different Small Secret Realms through Teleportation Arrays."
Song Wen stared at Xue Mei, his brow furrowed.
Xue Mei had always claimed that exploring the Divine Blood Hall with her would increase their chances of obtaining the subsequent chapters of the 'Corpse King's Rebirth Art.'
Now, however, she was saying that she didn't know the route and could only rely on luck.
Song Wen couldn't help but doubt whether it was worth traveling with Xue Mei.
As for the Transmission Pavilion she mentioned, anyone who saw it would guess that it might contain the 'Corpse King's Rebirth Art.'
But at this point, Song Wen couldn't say much more.
He had no choice but to follow Xue Mei to the valley where the Teleportation Array was located and leave through it.
...
In the pitch-black space, a blue light flashed, and Song Wen and Xue Mei suddenly appeared.
Song Wen extended his Divine Sense, scanning the surroundings, and found himself in a secluded chamber.
The chamber was only about two zhang wide, constructed from black stone.
The spiritual energy inside the chamber was extremely thin, almost nonexistent, worse than that of a mundane city, comparable only to an endless desert.
Embedded in the stone floor was a chain, the other end of which was attached to a pile of rotten bone fragments.
On one of the chamber's walls was a fist-sized hole.
Through the hole, one could see a corridor leading to an unknown destination.
Song Wen's Divine Sense extended in all directions, attempting to explore the area outside the chamber.
However, this chamber had the ability to restrict Divine Sense. As soon as his Divine Sense touched the chamber's walls, it was blocked by an invisible force.
Even the hole in the wall was impenetrable to his Divine Sense.
"What is this place? Why does it resemble a prison cell so much?" Song Wen asked.
Xue Mei's expression turned serious. "You're not wrong. This is indeed a prison. If I'm not mistaken, this is where the Divine Blood Gate used to detain prisoners, known as the 'Endless Prison.'"
Endless Prison!
Upon hearing the name, an inexplicable sense of foreboding arose in Song Wen's heart.
Being trapped here was unlikely to bode well.
"Let's get out of this cell first," Song Wen said.
Xue Mei replied, "Leaving this cell won't be so easy."
Song Wen was slightly taken aback. Xue Mei's words confirmed the bad feeling he had.
He waved his hand, and the Void Breaking Blade suddenly shot out, slashing toward the stone wall with the hole.
Just as the Void Breaking Blade was about to strike the wall, a dark light suddenly emerged from the stone.
The dark light carried a dense, sinister force, and when the Void Breaking Blade struck it, the blade was immediately repelled.
"Every cell in the Endless Prison is protected by a restriction. To escape, we must first break the restriction," Xue Mei explained.
"I know nothing about restrictions. Do you have any expertise in this area, Xue Mei? Can you break the restriction of this cell?" Song Wen asked.
Xue Mei said, "I have some knowledge. If the Divine Blood Gate were still intact, my skills in restrictions would be nowhere near enough to break these. But now, after tens of thousands of years, the Endless Prison is unguarded, and the power of the restrictions has weakened. Perhaps we can give it a try."
After speaking, Xue Mei raised her hand and shot out several strands of Spiritual Power.
The Spiritual Power landed at various points within the cell.
In an instant, the walls, ceiling, and floor of the cell lit up with various runes.
These runes interconnected, forming a cohesive whole.
Xue Mei's sharp gaze swept over each of these runes.
After a moment, she formed hand seals, and a cyan rune slowly took shape in the air.
She pointed towards the ground, and the cyan rune transformed into a streak of light, shooting towards the runic pattern on the floor.
The streak of light collided with the runic pattern, causing it to flicker intensely, but it did not dissipate. Instead, the streak of light abruptly vanished.
Xue Mei continued her attempts, constantly condensing runes and using them to attack the runic patterns on each stone wall.
After dozens of attempts, Xue Mei finally stopped.
She pointed to the lower left corner of the wall with the hole and said, "Ji Yin, use your strongest attack to strike that spot."
Song Wen nodded.
With a thought, a blood-red tentacle suddenly sprouted from his chest.
Song Wen's Spiritual Power surged wildly, converging onto the blood-red tentacle.
The tentacle instantly expanded, exuding a thick aura of bloodlust, like a sharp spear, and thrust fiercely towards the lower left corner of the wall.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion echoed through the narrow cell, causing Song Wen and Xue Mei's ears to ring as if a thousand drums were being struck simultaneously.
The cell's restraints flickered uncertainly under this strike, as if they might collapse at any moment.
However, after a few breaths, the restraints gradually stabilized and did not break.
Xue Mei pondered for a moment and then asked, "Have you cultivated Thunder Magic?"
"I have," Song Wen replied.
"The restraints of this cell are filled with malevolent energy. Attacking them with Thunder Magic might yield unexpected results," Xue Mei suggested.
Song Wen raised his hand, and a short spear less than three feet long suddenly appeared.
As Song Wen infused it with Spiritual Power, the spear began to flicker with lightning.
With continuous infusion of Spiritual Power, the spear emitted dancing thunder serpents.
A majestic and destructive aura emanated from the spear.
Seeing this, a hint of astonishment flashed in Xue Mei's eyes.
Song Wen's Thunder Magic was far more powerful than she had imagined.
To her knowledge, in the current Immortal Cultivation World, there was likely no one whose Thunder Magic could rival Song Wen's.
Even in the Divine Blood Gate tens of thousands of years ago, few had mastered such formidable Thunder Magic.
Song Wen pointed, and the spear shot out, striking the lower left corner of the wall.
"Boom!"
An ear-splitting explosion resounded through the narrow cell, causing the entire room to tremble violently.
Under the impact of the thunder, the malevolent energy of the restraints quickly crumbled.
The rune struck by the spear disintegrated abruptly.
Like pulling a thread to unravel a garment, the disintegration of this rune seemed to trigger a chain reaction, causing all the runes in the cell to vanish one by one.
At that moment, the wall collapsed, revealing a hole large enough for someone to pass through.
"Your Thunder Magic is truly astonishing. How did you cultivate it?" Xue Mei asked, looking at the collapsed wall in surprise.
"Just luck," Song Wen replied dismissively, stepping out of the cell.
Xue Mei watched Song Wen's retreating figure, her eyes gleaming with a sharp light.
In the past, the Divine Blood Gate had produced many individuals with exceptional talent in Thunder Magic, whose prowess was unmatched in the Immortal Cultivation World of their time.
Now, Ji Yin's Thunder Magic is also unparalleled in the Immortal Cultivation World.
Thinking of the altar at the foot of Thunder Mountain, and the fact that Thunder Mountain was originally a place for raising Thunder Beasts.
"Could that altar be capable of stealing the talents of demon beasts? But even I don't know the function of that altar, so how did Ji Yin come to know about it?"
Xue Mei was filled with confusion and doubt.
(End of the Chapter)
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