Gateway of Immortality-Chapter 381: Spiritual Infant

Following Wandering Man’s words, Qin Sang quickened his pace, and the view before him suddenly opened up.

It turned out that this grassland was merely a small corner of the vast world, and only within its confines did such tranquility exist.

Beyond the grassland, radiant clouds stretched endlessly, while chaotic mists shrouded the sky. The earth lay in ruins, filled with perilous mountains, broken cliffs, and deep abysses. Even space itself seemed unstable.

This was not an illusion. Just at a glance, Qin Sang could see over a dozen locations where storms raged ceaselessly, proving the instability of this space.

Standing within the stone crevice, he could not hear the howling of the storms, yet their terrifying might was evident to the naked eye.

These storms were so powerful, yet they could not disturb the clouds and mist in the slightest, as if some force firmly bound them in place.

The interwoven radiance and swirling mists did not dissipate.

There was no doubt that these were incomparably dangerous ancient barriers.

Scattered throughout the scene were white, black, and silver threads, some stretching for dozens of zhang in both length and width, floating mid-air like drifting clouds.

Qin Sang had encountered similar black threads in the ancient cultivator's residence before and recognized them at a glance—these were spatial rifts!

For Foundation Building cultivators like them, dangers lurked everywhere. There was almost no place to stand safely. Qin Sang could hardly fathom how Wandering Man had managed to find a safe route through this treacherous landscape.

As he took in the sight of the inner valley and considered that they would have to traverse this hazardous terrain to reach its depths, even with his considerable courage, Qin Sang felt his face turn slightly pale. He hesitated just as he was about to step out of the crevice, pulling back his foot as if burned.

"This grassland is one of the rare peaceful places within the inner valley. Brother Qin, you don’t need to worry..."

Wandering Man took the lead, stepping onto the grassland. He cast his gaze across the anomalies before finally locking onto a point between two raging storms. His tone carried a hint of excitement as he raised his hand and pointed.

"That’s the place. We've been inside for a while now, and there’s still a long journey ahead. Thanks to that senior paving the way, we haven’t expended too much energy. To avoid unforeseen trouble, we should start moving immediately. Brother Qin, you must stay close to me and follow my path exactly. A single misstep could trigger a barrier or a spatial rift."

Before he even finished speaking, Wandering Man soared into the sky on his evasion light, heading straight for his target.

Qin Sang exhaled sharply and followed without hesitation. Having come this far, there was no reason to turn back. He could only hope that nothing had changed along the route Wandering Man had planned.

In the blink of an eye, the two had flown past the grassland and reached the storms. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

The two vortexes had drawn up countless rocks and debris, transforming into towering tornadoes that nearly touched the sky. They were incredibly close to each other but did not merge.

Wandering Man appeared unfazed by the sight of stones being torn apart within the storm. With a flicker of his figure, he slipped into the gap between the two vortexes. Qin Sang hesitated for a brief moment before following suit.

The destructive force he had imagined did not manifest. Instead, the space between the two violent tornadoes was eerily calm.

Qin Sang was secretly amazed. He glanced around but saw that Wandering Man had not stopped his evasion light and had already flown through the gap. Hurriedly, he accelerated to catch up.

Thus, two streaks of light wove through countless deadly hazards.

Their speed fluctuated—sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Occasionally, they had to take long detours to find a stable path.

Qin Sang remained highly vigilant, strictly adhering to Wandering Man’s warnings, following his every step without deviation.

What gradually reassured him was Wandering Man’s unwavering confidence. He barely hesitated the entire way, always appearing certain of the route. Even when they encountered what seemed like a dead end, he always managed to lead them through, revealing a hidden path forward.

Under these circumstances, Qin Sang dared not relax in the slightest, memorizing the route as best as he could.

Once they reached their destination, if Qin Sang managed to hold off the strange figure and escort Wandering Man inside, they would have to part ways. He could not afford to stay in this perilous place indefinitely, waiting for Wandering Man’s return.

They had already agreed that once they left Endless Valley, Qin Sang would return to Qingyang Market and wait. If Wandering Man did not appear within a month, Qin Sang was to deliver the token to Li Yufu.

After a series of twists and turns, they ventured deeper into the inner valley. Qin Sang had become adept at following Wandering Man’s route and now had enough presence of mind to observe his surroundings.

What intrigued him the most was the origin of Endless Valley.

Legends spoke of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, said to have been formed when ancient immortals waged war, shattering space itself. Was Endless Valley also created by that great battle?

What lay within those ancient barriers? Were there lost treasures of the ancients hidden inside?

According to Wandering Man, most of the barriers were empty.

There were cases where Spiritual Infant cultivators spent years preparing and invested vast resources to break through a barrier, only to find nothing inside. Such disappointments were not uncommon.

As Qin Sang’s mind wandered in speculation, Wandering Man’s figure suddenly came to an abrupt halt. He twisted his head sharply, his expression turning solemn as he gazed intently toward the left.

Qin Sang thought they had encountered danger, and his heart clenched in alarm. Just as he was about to ask, he saw Wandering Man make a gesture for silence. After scanning the surroundings, Wandering Man swiftly flew to a steep slope and concealed himself behind a yellowish-brown boulder, peering toward the sky.

Qin Sang followed suit. His gaze trailed along Wandering Man’s line of sight, where towering mountain peaks stretched into the distance. At the very edge of their vision, two mountains stood close together, forming a narrow crevice that faced directly in their direction.

Within the crevice, torrents of spiritual qi surged in vast waves, rolling turbulently before converging into a mighty river of spiritual qi. Without warning, the energy plummeted downward like a celestial waterfall, crashing violently into the depths of the crevice.

From their vantage point on the slope, they could not see what lay at the bottom of this galactic cascade, but they suspected it was an ancient barrier.

Qin Sang’s heart tensed—such a fluctuation in spiritual qi did not seem naturally occurring.

Could it be...

Just as this thought flickered through his mind, he saw two figures emerge as the spiritual qi dissipated. Suspended midair, they were clad in black robes that completely shrouded their bodies, concealing their faces.

The two hovered in place, peering downward as if deep in discussion.

Wandering Man turned back to Qin Sang, his expression grave. He silently mouthed two words.

"Spiritual Infant!"

Then, he made a quick gesture—do not look directly.

Qin Sang instantly recalled that Spiritual Infant cultivators possessed acute spiritual perception and might sense his gaze. He hurriedly averted his eyes, only glancing at them through his peripheral vision. He felt a surge of relief—fortunately, they were far away, and the presence of an ancient barrier between them shielded their aura. Otherwise, they would have been discovered long ago.

This was Qin Sang’s first time seeing a Spiritual Infant cultivator in person, and not just one, but two!

He had often speculated about what it would look like when a Spiritual Infant expert unleashed their power.

Would the heavens and earth collapse? Would rivers flow backwards?

Yet now, the spiritual qi cascade did not seem to cause catastrophic destruction. Have they held back their power?

Qin Sang made a "sword" gesture toward Wandering Man.

He was asking if one of them was the Wuji Sect expert who had slain the Star Venom Frogs.

Wandering Man slowly shook his head, indicating that he did not know.