Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1196 - 1192: Entering the Abyss

After returning to his small courtyard, Chu Zhiyuan sat cross-legged on the couch, tallying his gains.

The harvest can be described as immense.

The six statues greatly enhanced the Golden Sword, which now possessed a thoroughly spiritual nature.

This spirituality was akin to a toddler, naturally possessing a spiritual nature though not yet of use, but filled with infinite possibilities.

His feeling was like seeing an infant; it presently serves no immediate purpose, yet holds endless potential.

What he needs to do now is continue refining it, further increasing his intimacy with it.

The greater the intimacy, the more he can comprehend its breath circulation, unlocking its full power to the maximum extent.

It’s not yet as formidable as the Emperor’s Sword or the Heavenly Sword, yet it already exudes extraordinary momentum and prowess.

Besides the Golden Sword, there is also Merit.

The golden light of Merit is becoming increasingly prominent within the Demon Suppression Divine Palace.

As the Merit golden light increases, the concentration of the Merit golden light within the Demon Suppression Divine Palace becomes rich enough.

The Demon Suppressing Divine Tree underwent subtle changes.

He hadn’t noticed this previously because the Merit light wasn’t intense enough, having limited influence.

Now he observes the Demon Suppressing Divine Tree becoming sturdier, its aura more robust.

He never expected Merit to have such wondrous effects, always considering the Demon Suppressing Divine Tree as an immutable divine object.

Now he realizes, it actually feeds on Merit.

He suddenly understands: no wonder it can absorb the light of Merit and store it.

As he refines the Golden Sword, he ponders whether Merit, in addition to stimulating the ancestral acupoint and enhancing the Demon Suppressing Divine Tree, can also enhance the Golden Sword?

The cohesion of the people’s hearts parallels Merit somewhat; might there be a connection?

He attempted a trial, shaking his head.

He hasn’t grasped the essence and fundamentals of Merit and the cohesion of the people’s hearts.

Further comprehension is needed, impatience won’t suffice.

...

The next morning, he pushed the door open and left the small courtyard, cupping his fists, "Dean."

Gu Junqi was standing outside the courtyard, looking grave, "Are you really going?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Dean, rest assured, I will proceed cautiously."

Gu Junqi frowned, "The Court’s favorable matters are not passed to us."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Gu Junqi’s words weren’t wrong.

The Court would surely never assign favorable matters to the Four Great Sects; the dirty and tiring tasks are our lot.

Gu Junqi said, "When you go, don’t be reckless; cherish your body. Your future is limitless, think often about Nephew Li and the Sect Leader."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Dean, rest assured; I cherish my life greatly."

Gu Junqi nodded slowly, "Off you go."

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists and walked out slowly, being personally seen to the gate by Gu Junqi.

He could tell Gu Junqi was extremely uneasy, fearing he might fall into the Evil Suppressing Abyss.

Yet, Chu Zhiyuan was not particularly concerned.

This time there was no sense of danger, indicating there should be no peril.

By the time he arrived at the Evil Extermination Department, Huang Zhengyang was already waiting in the front hall.

The two, surrounded by eight experts, headed north.

...

At dusk, as the sunset cast its remaining rays, Chu Zhiyuan and Huang Zhengyang stood at a cliff edge.

Beneath the cliff stretched an endless ocean, its verdant waves glistening.

The green waves surged, crashing against the cliff wall, spraying up fountains of water.

Chu Zhiyuan looked around, searching for the location of the Evil Suppressing Abyss.

However, the surroundings were entirely vacant; within a hundred-mile radius, there was no unusual presence.

Huang Zhengyang took out a token from his bosom, his expression solemn.

Chu Zhiyuan eyed the token.

It was a silver plate, gleaming brightly, with a strange beast faintly leaping on both sides.

Under the Super Sense Illumination, the silver plate showed no peculiarities, appearing like an ordinary silver plate.

Huang Zhengyang said solemnly, "This is the Yuan Suppressing Order; only by holding this token can the portal be revealed."

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Can it be opened just with this plate?"

Huang Zhengyang raised the silver plate and said deeply, "Additionally, it requires the exclusive mental method to activate."

He closed his eyes, began concentrating, and started operating, the silver plate in his hand slowly lighting up.

A stream of gentle light gradually overflowed from the silver plate, like a spring gushing forth clear streams.

The soft light gradually gathered, becoming brighter, until eventually transforming into a luminous sphere.

The sphere was intensely bright, unbearable to look at directly.

"Go!"

Huang Zhengyang shouted abruptly.

The light burst forth suddenly, then dimmed.

The white light had already spread, shooting towards the distant sea surface.

In the distance, a black hole suddenly appeared on the sea surface, as if leading to an endless deep place.

"Let’s go," Huang Zhengyang shouted.

He floated and leapt off the cliff, gliding diagonally towards the sea surface.

Chu Zhiyuan followed closely behind.

The two of them advanced side by side towards the black hole, drifting like feathers carried forward by the breeze.

Eight masters stood on the cliff watching, but did not follow.

While in mid-air, Chu Zhiyuan spoke: "Brother Huang, is this place fixed and unchanging?"

Huang Zhengyang said: "The last time I came, it was in another direction, a difference of three or four miles."

"Is this the Secret Land? Or Grotto Heaven?"

"This is the Secret Land," Huang Zhengyang said. "It is a rare perilous land in the world."

Chu Zhiyuan was already in Insight, yet could only see the mouth of the black hole, unable to discern the situation inside.

The two of them glided downward, landing directly at the entrance of the black hole without needing to leverage the sea surface.

Without hesitation, Huang Zhengyang drilled directly into it, and Chu Zhiyuan followed closely.

His vision suddenly brightened.

He found himself atop a mountain peak, with a few other mountain peaks beside it.

Between the mountains lay a peaceful abyss, with jade-like emerald waters, unfathomably deep.

It seemed as though these mountain peaks rose from an endless body of water, emerging straight out of the surface.

Both he and Huang Zhengyang stood on one mountain peak, gazing down at the emerald waters below.

Under the Super Sensing Illumination, the mountain peaks stretched endlessly within a hundred-mile radius; between them, unfathomable emerald waters.

His expression turned serious, frowning as he looked at the other peaks.

On each mountain peak stood a statue, ten meters high, shining with golden light.

At a glance, they were the statues of Evil Venerables.

Their bodies were no different from ordinary people, only their heads were different.

Some had two heads, some had three, some had one eye, and others had three eyes.

Huang Zhengyang said, "Let’s go, we shall meet the esteemed ones."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

A hundred meters away, atop another mountain peak, a courtyard was built, nestled into the mountain, with distinct levels.

The two floated over to the mountain peak and arrived outside one of the courtyards.

He gently knocked on the door and respectfully said, "Elder Guan, it’s Xiaohuang."

"Nobody!"

A dull voice came from inside the courtyard.

"Elder Guan, I’ve come to visit you," Huang Zhengyang cheerfully said, "and I’ve brought a good brew."

As he spoke, he reached into his sleeve and pulled out a jar of wine.

A pitch-black jar, filled with about ten liters of wine.

He cheerfully shook the black jar.

"Bang!" The courtyard door was suddenly pulled open.

Huang Zhengyang carried the jar inside, with Chu Zhiyuan following.

Inside, the courtyard was simple and unadorned, with a vegetable plot to the east and a flower garden to the west, central to them was a well.

An elder with white hair and beard was wielding a hoe, tending to the vegetable plot.

He wore hemp clothing, looking no different from a farmer.

Yet, Chu Zhiyuan sensed that he was at Nine Transitions Perfection, with concealed Spiritual.

This was indeed a great master.

Huang Zhengyang placed the black jar on the stone table beside the well, chuckling, "Elder Guan, this is a good brew, the finest Feiling Spirit Brew."

The elder continued hoeing, grunting: "You coming here never means anything good!"

Huang Zhengyang said, "I’m here to tell Elder Guan some bad news."

The elder continued hoeing: "Good news or bad news, it has nothing to do with me."

"It’s news about the Undying Evil Venerable," Huang Zhengyang smiled.

The elder stopped hoeing, finally looking up, casting a glance at Huang Zhengyang and Chu Zhiyuan, then continued hoeing.

Huang Zhengyang said, "The Undying Evil Venerable has appeared again, Elder Guan!"

"It appears then it appears, it’s bound to happen sooner or later," the elder continued hoeing.

Huang Zhengyang said, "But we’ve dealt with one Undying Evil Venerable and destroyed their statues!"

"Heh," the elder snorted coldly, continuing to hoe.

Huang Zhengyang pointed at Chu Zhiyuan: "A prodigy of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Chu Zhiyuan, destroyed the Undying Evil Venerable’s statue and even killed one!"

The elder turned his head to look at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists: "Junior Chu Zhiyuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect, pays respect to Elder Guan."

The elder’s eyes were cold as lightning: "Did you truly destroy the Undying Evil Venerable’s statue?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Yes."

The elder pursed his lips: "You should try it, seeing is believing."

Chu Zhiyuan hesitated, but did not move.

Huang Zhengyang looked at him in confusion.