Grasping the Evil-Chapter 841: Deadly Peril Hidden Amid the Twenty-Four Tombs

Chapter 841: Chapter 841: Deadly Peril Hidden Amid the Twenty-Four Tombs

West Wind Technique is a Daoist Thought Technique, a divine skill that only Thought-Shattering Cultivators can exhibit.

Just by performing this technique, Ning Fan has already left millions of cultivators here feeling awestruck.

If these cultivators were to know that this West Wind Technique is a divine skill created by Ning Fan himself, the shock would only be greater.

Chen Xuan contemplated repeatedly in his heart... If Ning Fan, like him, was a Shekong Cultivator, it would be effortless for him to kill ten Chen Xuans with such divine skill...

His eyes were filled with astonishment, an astonishment that also appeared in the eyes of countless cultivators.

The Great Elder of the Godly Void Pavilion abruptly stood up, his gaze, full of shock, fixed on Ning Fan.

There is a legend above the Four Heavens: A cultivator who can master Daoist Thought Techniques before Crossing Truth, once reaching the peak of the Shedding Void Stage, can step into the Thought-Shattering Realm in one motion! And the entire cultivation in the Thought-Shattering Realm will almost not face any significant bottlenecks!

As long as their opportunities are not too poor, such a cultivator breaking through to the Eternity Realm is just a matter of time...

"This boy actually has the potential to become an Eternal Immortal Venerable!" the Great Elder of the Godly Void Pavilion exclaimed.

The other eight elders of the Godly Void Pavilion also looked shocked, whether it was Luo Shix who befriended Ning Fan, or Lei Jinshi who harbored killing intent towards Ning Fan, they all shared the same expression at this moment—unbelievable!

West Wind and Falling Leaves had not yet dissipated. Silence reigned all around the high platforms, with only the sound of the wind echoing.

Ning Fan retracted his fingers, dispersing the autumn wind and leaves, and glanced indifferently at Qin Kong who had fled outside the arena, a hint of Daoist Thought still lingering in his eyes.

Qin Kong’s heart and soul shook immediately, and at this moment, he felt like he was being gazed at by the Fragmented Thought Elders, an invisible pressure making it hard for him to breathe.

Ning Fan’s gaze swept over other Tomb Guardians of the Binding Shadow Sect, including Qin Hong, every cultivator caught in Ning Fan’s gaze felt their breathing stagnate.

Ning Fan raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the high platforms.

He saw the shocked expressions of Luo Xuan and other Tomb Guardians outside the field, saw Luo Xiao at the Luo Family’s seat with a dumbfounded expression, saw Li Xiaoxiao with her mouth agape in shock.

His gaze swept over the Chen Family’s seats, and Chen Xuan’s breath hitched, feeling an intangible sense of pressure from Ning Fan.

His gaze swept over to the seats of the Ghost Soldier Sect, only to see the Ghost Soldier Ancestral Master so stunned he couldn’t speak.

His gaze finally landed on the young demoness’s seat.

The young demoness smiled and looked at him, she was the only one in the entire Copper Platform Venue with the least surprise in her eyes.

She was the person who knew Ning Fan best and believed in his abilities the most, hence the least surprise.

As Ning Fan’s gaze swept over, the young demoness playfully sent a flying kiss towards Ning Fan’s direction...

"Still the same as always... But it seems Aci’s Void Poison has been completely cleared, that’s good."

Ning Fan subconsciously touched his lips, his mouth slightly curling into a smile.

Dispelling the Daoist Thought in his eyes, Ning Fan turned and walked down the battle arena.

Having defeated Qin Kong, he had achieved ten victories and temporarily did not need to fight anyone.

Elder Zhao Mengde, who presided over the Tomb Contest, came to his senses from the shock when he saw Ning Fan walking down the battle arena, and spoke out loud.

"Luo Family Tomb Guardian Ning Fan, achieves ten victories, advances to the second round!"

"Next Luo Family Tomb Guardian, step forward!"

"Next Binding Shadow Sect Tomb Guardian, step forward!"

The competition continued, the next match was Luo Xuan against Qin Hong.

Although Qin Hong’s cultivation had greatly diminished, being at the Crossing Truth stage, he defeated Luo Xuan and all the other Luo Family Tomb Guardians in a round of battles.

In the end, only Ning Fan, as a Tomb Guardian of the Luo Family, advanced to the second round.

The first round of the competition continued for another seven days before it ended, with a total of 174 Tomb Guardians advancing to the second round.

The second round will be held a month later, still at the Copper Platform Venue.

Before the second round begins, apart from the relevant elders of the Godly Void Pavilion, no one is allowed to linger at the venue,

The millions of cultivators who came to observe the competition temporarily settled on Cultivation Stars near the Copper Platform Venue.

Ning Fan, along with the Luo Family cultivators, temporarily settled on a Cultivation Star named Ziwu Star.

Ziwu Star is a cultivation star that is constantly in the rainy season all year round.

Wang Meng handed over the intelligence on Tai Su that he collected over two years to Ning Fan, and the Ghost Soldier Ancestral Master also quietly approached Ning Fan, handing over the refined Contrary Star Demon Armor to him.

This Contrary Star Demon Armor, infused with countless efforts of the Ghost Soldier Ancestral Master, was quite powerful in prowess, reaching the grade of Acquired Four Nirvana.

For three consecutive days, Ning Fan was in his room refining the Contrary Star Demon Armor.

On the fourth day, he thoroughly refined the armor into his body, walked to the window, and took out the jade slips of intelligence Wang Meng collected, frowning slightly.

Wang Meng had collected a considerable amount of intelligence, evidently doing it diligently.

This intelligence detailed various aspects of the Lightning Emperor Tai Su’s life after becoming an emperor, but not much about his deeds before the ascension.

As for the true origins of the Lightning Emperor Tai Su in the True Lightning World, these pieces of information did not mention a word...

’Lightning Emperor Tai Su, who perished about fifty million years ago, was one of the four Immortal Emperors of the Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm, mastering the Dao of Thunder.’

’There is no information before he became an Emperor. This person only appeared in Eastern Heaven just before becoming an Emperor, with no known origins. Upon becoming an Emperor, he mastered the thunderous lightning, stunning Eastern Heaven. After becoming an Emperor, he secluded himself in the Three Thousand Thunder Realm of Eastern Heaven...’

Ning Fan put away the jade scroll, sighing slightly.

He took out the jade scroll once given to him by Lightning Emperor Tai Su, looking at the star map of True Lightning World recorded within, feeling bewildered...

There is only a star map, but no Inlaid Star Compass to indicate locations, trying to find the True Lightning World in Eastern Heaven is akin to looking for a needle in a haystack.

The Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm contains countless star domains, too many star domains yet unknown, scarcely visited by anyone...

Searching aimlessly in the galaxies for True Lightning World, who knows when he would actually find it.

Suddenly —

Out of the blue, a message sword light flashed in, flying immediately from outside the window.

Ning Fan raised his hand to catch the message sword light, upon hearing the message within, his eyes moved slightly.

After a brief silence, Ning Fan left the room, walking through the gentle rain, departed the residence of the Luo Family cultivators, heading straight for a certain inn in the cultivation city.

Several days after the first round of the grand competition ended, there were many cultivators discussing various Tomb Guardians in the inn, with Ning Fan being talked about the most.

On the first floor of the main hall, at present, there sat a table of Void Refinement Realm cultivators, talking fervently about Ning Fan.

In a corner of the hall, a black-clad young girl was sipping Spiritual Tea joyfully, listening to the discussion about Ning Fan with great pleasure. Who else could it be but the Little Demoness.

"Brother Liu, you wouldn’t know! That Thousand Autumn Ancestor made a single move, instantly killing the young master of the Chen Family. Be aware, that Chen Family young master was actually a True Immortal at the Initial Stage of Crossing Truth! Just one move, and the entire world plunged into darkness. Unless you saw it with your own eyes, you’d never comprehend how breathtaking that scene was!"

"Previously, the Thousand Autumn Ancestor was most renowned for his Divine Blast Technique. Nowadays, what he is most known for is none other than the West Wind Technique! It’s actually a Dao Thought Technique! You hadn’t seen the scene; when the Thousand Autumn Ancestor applied this technique, millions of cultivators were too stunned to speak—so silent you could hear a needle drop! My Sect Leader Shishu mentioned, the Thousand Autumn Ancestor could utilize the Dao Thought Technique during the Ghost Profound period; he stands a substantial chance of becoming an Eternal Immortal Venerable!"

"According to the intelligence gathered by Zhang Mou, the top three dark horses most likely to win first place in this Tomb competition are already revealed. The first is ’Bone Immortal Lord’ Jun Changdong, the second is the Disciple of Shenkong, Fellow Daoist Xu, and the third, most favored, is the Thousand Autumn Ancestor Senior Ning!"

"Rumor has it that Senior Ning is also a disciple of the Slaughter Hall. With his current cultivation, if he returns to the Slaughter Hall, there’s an eighty percent chance he would be granted the Ghost Eye Clan’s mark!"

The crowd was drinking merrily, oblivious to the fact that the subject of their conversation, the Thousand Autumn Ancestor, had quietly arrived at the inn.

Ning Fan’s arrival was nearly unnoticed. His presence seemed to hardly exist, as if merged with the misty rain outside the inn...

Entering the inn, Ning Fan headed straight to the corner of the first floor, sat down by himself.

The Little Demoness across the table instantly performed a little trick, producing a Glass Tea Cup before Ning Fan, poured him a cup of Spiritual Tea from the red clay teapot on the stovetop, a radiant smile on her face.

The familiar taste, the taste of Qilin Tea; this tea had been brewed for Ning Fan by the Little Demoness during his time in the Rain Immortal World.

"Hehe, do you feel nostalgic for this taste? The tea I brew is always unique and rare. Those who have had the fortune to taste it aren’t many."

Ning Fan lifted the tea cup, the familiar aroma wafting up, listening to the rain falling outside the window, his thoughts seemingly returned to the Rain Immortal World of years past.

Sipping gently, both the tea and memories coursed down, feeling very warm.

"Tea brewed by Aci, naturally, is memorable."

"Hehe, not surprising for the inheritor of Ancient Chaotic Grand Emperor, skillful with words. Do you still remember the three favors you owe me?"

"I remember. Accompanying you to the Demon World, accompanying you in retrieving The Immemorial Fisherman’s Raincoat Painting, counted as settling two favors..." Ning Fan displayed a look of reminiscence.

"Indeed. During the calamity of drifting sand, you saved me once more and helped me detoxify, regarded as settling the third favor indeed. However, hehe, I just wish for you to owe me a fourth favor, so we remain entangled..."

With that, the Little Demoness mysteriously took out a jade scroll, handing it to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan accepted the jade scroll, scanning it with spirit sense, his gaze instantly shaken.

Looking again at the Little Demoness’s expression, it was already full of seriousness.

"Did you gather these pieces of intelligence? How did you know I needed them?"

"Just guessed... Hehe, do you want this jade scroll or not? If you want it, then you’ll owe me another favor~"

Ning Fan paused slightly, then chuckled as he gazed at the Little Demoness. He certainly didn’t believe she gathered these pieces of intelligence merely to ensure he owed any favor.

Clearly trying to help him, yet not candid enough to admit it...

The intelligence within this jade scroll, quite a bit pertains to pre-emperor Lightning Emperor Tai Su. Within, there are even vague hints relating to the True Lightning World...

With this jade scroll, as long as Ning Fan invests some time, he could locate the True Lightning World.

These pieces of intelligence aren’t easy to gather, likely acquired by the Little Demoness through all manner of methods leveraging her Divine Void Young Master’s status...

"I’ll keep the jade scroll. The fourth favor, I will return it to you soon, have no worries."

Ning Fan put away the jade scroll, smiling slightly, once he won first place in the Tomb competition, he would propose to the Godly Void Pavilion to repay the Little Demoness’s favor.

"Pfft, who cares if you return it!" The Little Demoness was still smiling radiantly but secretly sighed, feeling slightly disappointed.

In her heart, Ning Fan seemed in haste to repay and detach himself from her?

After finishing a pot of tea, the Little Demoness unexpectedly followed Ning Fan back to the Luo Family residence, it took ten days of entanglement before she finally departed.

Ning Fan, unaware of how precious those ten days of freedom were to the Little Demoness, resulted from a bet she won against Elder Luxxx.

The eleventh day, Ning Fan’s room was once again empty, leaving only him.

Looking at the somewhat messy bed, Ning Fan was silent for a moment. For ten days, the little demoness clung to his bed every night, sleeping under the same quilt with him, yet she wouldn’t let him cross any boundaries. The reason, he understood...

Offerings must not be tainted, if he were to cross the boundaries with the little demoness, it might incur the wrath of the Shenhao Twin Emperors...

He would face retaliation from the Godly Void Pavilion, and the Xiao Family behind the little demoness would also suffer calamities...

"If I win first place in the tomb contest, I will grant Aci her freedom. Such an existence as the famous yet nominal Divine Void Young Master, is not worth having."

After a long silence, Ning Fan finally sat cross-legged and took out the jade scroll brought by the little demoness.

The jade scroll mentioned the location of the True Lightning World.

Though it didn’t provide an accurate description, it informed Ning Fan that there’s a surviving disciple of the Lightning Emperor Tai Su at the former residence of the Three Thousand Thunder Realm.

The jade scroll listed this person’s name, cultivation, and numerous information.

The fact that this person was a disciple of the Lightning Emperor Tai Su was known to very few, and the little demoness had spent considerable effort to uncover this information.

This person appeared in the Eastern Heaven Immortal World alongside the Lightning Emperor Tai Su back then...

As long as Ning Fan finds this person, he should have the opportunity to inquire about the True Lightning World’s location.

"Without Aci’s assistance, such confidential information would be hard for me to uncover. After the tomb contest, I may head to the Three Thousand Thunder Realm to find this person, perhaps to discover the position of the True Lightning World..."

Collecting all the jade scrolls, Ning Fan sat cross-legged in the room, eyes tightly closed, while his heart and spirit merged into the smoke and rain outside the door.

The rain star on his brow flickered slightly, as did the Rain Yin-Yang Force flowing inside him.

Gradually, Ning Fan seemed to hear the breaths of the heavens and earth’s rain mist, breathing in and out, gradually merging with the rain of the earth.

His body slowly transformed into fine rain, gradually disappearing from the room.

Days passed, until the day of the second round of the contest began, Ning Fan’s body reappeared in the room.

As soon as he appeared, five dissatisfied voices came from the sword pouch.

"Hmph, finally the second round of the tomb contest begins, this time if we don’t get a chance to show up, we’ll strike! We won’t work anymore!" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Inside the sword pouch, five little sword spirit girls had been sulking for a month.

They were annoyed for accompanying Ning Fan in arduous training at the base of the Divine Tomb for six months, only to preliminarily complete certain Divine Skills, and in the end, Ning Fan didn’t let them show up.

"Don’t worry, you will have your chance to appear in this round of the tomb contest!"

Ning Fan patted the sword pouch to reassure them, and then walked out of the room to join the Luo Family cultivators heading to the copper platform venue.

Luo Xiao didn’t come; he was too badly injured and had long been sent back to Tianhai Star, busy with seizing a body for cultivation.

Luo Xuan didn’t come; she was at Tianhai Star, burying her brother’s headless body.

Wang Meng followed behind Ning Fan, his face glowing, walking with Ning Fan into the venue.

As Ning Fan arrived, he drew the attention of countless old monsters, Wang Meng was naturally extremely proud.

He couldn’t wait to announce to everyone that he, Wang Meng, is a slave of Ning Fan!

If Ning Fan’s cultivation were merely slightly stronger, he certainly wouldn’t be proud of serving Ning Fan.

Currently, Ning Fan retrieved Luo Huan’s corpse, fulfilling one of his long-held wishes, and displayed terrifying talent, potentially becoming an Immortal Venerable in the future...

At this moment, Wang Meng sincerely pledged himself to Ning Fan, serving a cultivator who might become an Immortal Lord was not shameful! Instead, it was a kind of honor!

"I have gathered lots of information about the second round, please review it, Master!"

Wang Meng produced a jade slip and handed it to Ning Fan, respectfully bowing before retreating.

He escorted Ning Fan to the venue’s perimeter; only the tomb guardians who advanced to the second round could enter the inner circle, he could not.

Ning Fan glanced at the distant Wang Meng with slight surprise, and then swept his spirit sense over the jade slip in hand, thoroughly understanding the second round contest.

The battle arena at the venue’s center was torn down and twenty-four tomb palaces were erected.

The second round of the contest is not about dueling, but about tomb crossing.

The twenty-four tomb palaces, numbered differently, from the first tomb to the twenty-fourth tomb, the difficulty increases as one progresses.

The rules of the second round are quite simple—those who can pass the first five tombs are qualified to advance to the third round.

In the first round of the tomb contest, many powerful cultivators were eliminated by facing stronger opponents, and quite a few with lower cultivation managed to move forward thanks to facing weaker opponents.

There was luck involved in the first round; the second round involves absolutely no luck.

If one’s strength is insufficient, they will only be eliminated.

All 174 tomb guardians gradually arrived. The host for the second round was replaced by a palace-attired beautiful woman in the mid-stage of Shedding Void, an elder from the Void Camp, surnamed Yan.

Elder Yan’s beautiful eyes swept across the tomb guardians, her gaze lingered the longest on Ning Fan.

A cultivator promising to become an Eternal Immortal Venerable, she couldn’t help but pay attention.

"This person attracts the most attention, so let’s have him appear last..."

Elder Yan made a decision in his heart, waved his gentle hand, and took out a roster.

The order of appearance for the second round is not determined and is designated by her.

With a glance at the roster, Elder Yan softly said, "The second round of the grave challenge, hosted by this palace, starts now. Certainly, many of you are already familiar with the rules. As long as you can pass the first five tombs, you qualify for the third round. Next, those whose names I call out, come forward to challenge the tombs."

"Zhou Family, Zhou Yue!"

As soon as Elder Yan’s words fell, a cultivator in the early stage of Ghost Profound Realm immediately stepped out from the crowd.

This man is named Zhou Yue, a cultivator from the Dongming Zhou Family. In the first round, he was the first to come out. In the second round, he is still the first to appear.

Zhou Yue stepped towards the first tomb palace, and the tomb door opened spontaneously.

His gaze focused, and he leaped into the tomb palace.

After an incense stick duration, divine light burst from the tomb palace, and Zhou Yue emerged from the tomb door with slight injuries.

"Having passed the first tomb, you have an incense stick’s time to restore your mana." Elder Yan’s voice came faintly.

Zhou Yue’s expression turned slightly pale; for a cultivator of his level, an incense stick’s time is far from enough to restore much mana...

Using this incense stick’s time, Zhou Yue swallowed expensive pills, sat cross-legged on the ground, and recovered a small amount of mana.

When the time was up, he stood up and entered the second tomb palace.

This time, he spent a full two hours to pass the second tomb. When he walked out of the tomb door, his mana was almost exhausted, and his body covered in wounds...

"This person has reached his limit; it’s unlikely he’ll pass the third tomb." On the stands, many elders murmured.

As everyone expected, after an incense stick, Zhou Yue stepped into the third tomb, but unfortunately, he was blasted out within a few breaths by a surging strong force.

He halted at the third tomb... It should be said that with his early stage Ghost Profound cultivation, passing the second tomb was already fortunate...

Under countless gazes, Zhou Yue gritted his teeth slightly and withdrew unwillingly.

Then Elder Yan’s voice fittingly announced, "Green Cloud Valley, Green Bamboo Palace!"

The person called was a woman in a blue robe, possessing mid-stage Ghost Profound cultivation.

She took only a hundred breaths to pass the first tomb.

While passing the second tomb, it took her an incense stick.

Upon reaching the third tomb, she struggled for two hours and was still unable to pass, losing without choice...

"Again halted at the third tomb... I wonder how many tombs I can pass if I exert all my strength..." Ning Fan mused to himself.

As soon as he spoke, an amused voice suddenly came from behind him, "I, Lord Jun, was defeated at the eleventh tomb... If not for being schemed against, I might have passed the twelfth tomb..."

The speaker was none other than the Bone Immortal Lord, Jun Changdong, who had met Ning Fan before!

This person with a head of white hair slowly approached; several tomb guardians beside Ning Fan immediately changed their expressions and stepped back a bit, fearing Jun Changdong and not daring to stand next to him.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Jun Changdong’s gaze condensed, and he communicated to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan’s expression changed slightly; he immediately understood the deeper meaning of Jun Changdong’s words.

Jun Changdong had been schemed against during the second round of the tomb challenge...

If he were to replace him, could he also fall victim to schemes...

Ning Fan lifted his gaze and glanced towards the Chen Family’s seat, meeting Chen Xuan’s slightly cold smile, which heightened his vigilance.

"Thank you for the reminder." Ning Fan clasped his hands in thanks towards Jun Changdong.

"Hehe, I, Lord Jun, didn’t remind you of anything; Brother Ning was just overthinking."

Saying this, Jun Changdong’s gaze turned slightly cold as he glanced towards the northern high platform.

What he saw was the Eighth Elder, Lei Jinshi!

The twenty-four tomb palaces in the second round are jointly constructed by three elders; one of the persons responsible is Lei Jinshi.

Jun Changdong had offended a junior of Lei Jinshi before, thus in the last tomb challenge, he was schemed against.

Though Jun Changdong didn’t say it explicitly, he understood this matter was most likely related to Lei Jinshi!

Ning Fan, following Jun Changdong’s gaze, also glanced at the northern high platform, gaining some insight.

"Hehe, I wonder how many rounds this fellow will last against the Thunder Spirit... before being eaten!" In the Chen Family’s seat, Chen Xuan secretly coldly smiled.

The Eighth Elder, Lei Jinshi, had once accidentally found an Innate Thunder Spirit and spent a million years of effort cultivating it to the mid-stage Shedding Void Realm.

No matter how powerful Ning Fan’s skills are, he is definitely not a match for this Thunder Spirit! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)