Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 591 - 277: Crisis Lurking, The Struggle for the Heavenly Ladder_1

The entire sea surface was trembling.

Longhuang Island was enveloped in an indescribably piercing brilliance. Endless Chaotic Qi descended, smashing giant craters into the sea. Black and white Qi surged across the surface. This scene was incredibly spectacular.

All the cultivators were excited. Their eyes red, they transformed into streaks of light and rushed toward Longhuang Island.

"Longhuang Island, here I come!"

"There must be endless fortunes inside!"

"Charge!"

A sky full of brilliant lights dashed forward like a downpour of rain.

Just then, somewhere in the void, a crimson flower of blood suddenly bloomed, accompanied by a piercing scream. Then came the second, and the third—thousands upon thousands. Linked together, they resembled a painting of countless red plum blossoms.

Screams of agony rose and fell one after another.

Piles of flesh and blood fell from the sky, plummeting into the sea. PLOP! PLOP! It was just like dumping dumplings into a pot. The surface of the sea was instantly stained red.

Everyone was horrified. Their eyes widened in terror as they halted their steps, not knowing what could have caused so many gruesome deaths in an instant.

"Someone tried to forcefully breach the island. They must have been over thirty years old and were directly annihilated by the rules surrounding Longhuang Island!" someone said gravely, having analyzed the cause.

The crowd was briefly stunned, then realized that it was indeed the case. The dead were all older cultivators, some of whom had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. A few sought a slim chance at survival as their lifespans neared their end, while others were simply greedy, hoping to fish in troubled waters and scavenge Longhuang Island.

They had not anticipated that Longhuang Island would influence the world's rules so mercilessly as to slay them all. In an instant, they vanished without a trace.

Riding Yan Ji, Wang Xiu rushed toward the island at high speed. Watching this scene, he remarked, "So many have died without even setting foot on the island. It seems this trip will be fraught with danger!"

Yu Xiaolong's phoenix carriage, an extremely high-grade Magical Treasure, charged alongside Wang Xiu. From within, her voice emerged, "On Longhuang Island, a battle among Quasi-Emperors once took place. Many Earth Immortals and Saints from various clans perished nearby. It's essentially an ancient battlefield!"

To call such a place a land of misfortune would not be an exaggeration. The blood spilled here by those Earth Immortals and Saints could have transformed over many years, giving rise to untold strangeness. It was never a simple place of fortune.

Of course, danger and opportunity coexist. The very spots where those matchless experts fell might just yield their Holy Artifacts, Immortal Artifacts, or even their most exceptional legacies.

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The instant death of so many cultivators terrified those who harbored foolish hopes but had not yet approached Longhuang Island. Cold sweat beaded on their brows, their gazes a mixture of unwillingness and intense fear as they looked toward the island. It seemed this opportunity was not theirs to take; they had been filtered out.

"Strange, Longhuang Island looks so close, why haven't we arrived after so long?"

"This island has warped the void!"

"This was a Quasi-Emperor's domain and a small world unto itself. Even damaged, it still possesses unimaginable divine might. We must be extremely cautious!"

Longhuang Island's power interfered with space, making the journey seem endless. From afar, it appeared to be within arm's reach. Yet everyone had traveled for a full seven days before they truly neared Longhuang Island.

As they drew closer, the island's contours became clearer. It was an island so huge it blotted out the sun. To call it a continent would not be an exaggeration. The cultivators looked toward the horizon but could not see its end.

At last, a pathway paved with five-colored radiance appeared before them. Rising from the surface of the sea, it looked like a heavenly staircase extending all the way to the Ninth Heaven. Longhuang Island floated at the top of the staircase, like a legendary celestial palace.

"Climb this, and we can enter Longhuang Island!"

"We've finally arrived!"

"What are we waiting for?" someone cried impatiently, leaping into the air. He attempted to fly straight to Longhuang Island, bypassing the staircase entirely.

RUMBLE!

The surrounding sea churned as iridescent vapors billowed. Beneath the surface, huge dark shadows moved, exerting a terrifying, mountain-like pressure.

Suddenly, a colossal wave rose tens of thousands of feet high, slapping toward the ascending figure.

The man was slightly startled but reacted quickly. He formed hand seals and struck out, unleashing a torrent of runes that shimmered like a brilliant galaxy, blocking the colossal wave with unimaginable power.

"Ha! You think these tricks can stop me from reaching the island?" he sneered, his lips curled in utmost confidence.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than his expression changed.

From the splashing remnants of the shattered wave, a massive shadow descended with crushing force. It looked like the tail of some terrifying creature. Lashing down, it instantly sealed the very void around it.

The prodigy's pupils shrank. His face twisted in pain before he exploded with a bang, bursting into a rain of blood.

The scene was chilling. The aura of that dark shadow was overwhelmingly powerful, far beyond anything they could contend with.

Zhao Qingyu spoke, her voice as soft as a spring breeze reaching the ears of everyone present. "These are the rules! Longhuang Island is the sacred residence of the supreme Dragon Emperor of the Dragon Clan. Anyone who wishes to enter the island must ascend this staircase step by step. To do otherwise is to show disrespect to the Dragon Emperor, and the island's rules will directly eradicate you!"

Her words instantly sent a cold sweat down the backs of many. Fortunately, they had not charged forward with him. Otherwise, they too would now be nothing but a pile of flesh and blood.

A blond-haired young man said coldly, "The Dragon Emperor has been dead for so many years. It's ridiculous that the rules on this island are still in place!"

He didn't notice that as he spoke, a figure in black within the crowd slowly raised his head. The figure glanced at him casually, his gaze indifferent, as if looking at a dead man.