ebonymovies Chapter 428 Enduring the Bitterness of Blocking the Door
Chapter 428 Enduring the Bitterness of Blocking the Door
Chapter 428 Enduring the Bitterness of Blocking the Door
Dozens of Nascent Soul-level beams of light rose one after another towards the Black Mountain Secret Realm.
The stream of light pierced through the layers of spatial folds, producing a series of sharp, tearing sounds.
Finally, they were all thrown into a huge light curtain array.
The light curtain rippled like water, "spitting" everyone out one by one, returning them to the wilderness above Black Mountain.
However, just as everyone left the secret realm and was about to disperse and return to their caves, an immense psychological pressure suddenly enveloped everyone's hearts!
The feeling was as if an invisible giant hand had clenched my heart under a clear sky, causing even the flow of spiritual energy to stagnate.
Unconsciously, dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators, including several late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, stood still and slowly descended from the sky.
Even those with profound magical powers, such as Ji Yinglong and the Mountain-Shaking True Lord, could only hold on for a few more moments before their faces turned solemn as they fell back to the ground, no longer daring to hover in mid-air.
Everyone looked up at the same time, gazing at a certain point on the horizon.
The space there was like a stone thrown into a lake, creating a ripple of golden light.
At the center of the ripples, a golden futon slowly emerged. On the futon sat a bald monk dressed in a very simple robe.
The monk was handsome and young, yet his brows held a profound depth that suggested he had experienced many hardships and was difficult to fathom. He simply sat there quietly, as if he were the embodiment of the entire world, possessing all the wisdom and principles within him.
"Fellow Daoists, please wait a moment."
The monk opened his mouth and uttered a sentence.
The sound wasn't loud, but it didn't travel through the air; instead, it resonated in everyone's hearts simultaneously.
The voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable authority, penetrating the spiritual defenses of all Nascent Soul cultivators and resonating deep within their souls.
The Mountain-Shaking True Lord was shocked—his divine sense, which he was so proud of and as solid as a mountain, was as thin as paper before this transmission of sound, and was easily penetrated, leaving him with no secrets whatsoever.
There was only one conclusion: the visitor was a powerful being who had reached the Divine Transformation stage.
In an instant, everyone understood. Including Ji Yinglong, Shanshan Zhenjun, and Wanshi Zhenjun, everyone bowed deeply to the figure in the air, their posture extremely respectful.
"I have met Senior Kudu."
The Venerable Kongxing was so excited that his whole body trembled slightly. He immediately knelt down on both knees and performed the Vajra Temple's grandest prostration towards the sky: "Disciple Kongxing pays respects to Grandmaster Kudu!"
"it is good."
The word "good," carrying the essence of Buddhist chants and Zen, resonated once again in everyone's hearts.
This single word seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, instantly calming everyone's restless emotions and even easing their worries about the inter-realm war.
"Please rest assured, everyone. I have come here today with no ill intentions."
The voice of the Bitter Du True Being continued to echo in everyone's hearts: "It is because I sensed that the loopholes at the edge of the Great Green Realm were gradually increasing. While investigating the boundaries of your so-called secret realms one by one, I discovered that there was a significant regional disturbance in the Black Mountain Secret Realm."
"I had already sent a clone inside to investigate in detail."
"However, perhaps something went wrong, and my clone was unable to emerge before the secret realm closed."
"Gentlemen, please tell us in detail what exactly happened inside."
As the deity Kudu spoke, the chanting of his fifth-order divine consciousness resonated in everyone's hearts.
For a moment, everyone felt peaceful and serene, and their minds were clear.
The chanting was like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain, soothing the heart and mind, leaving no room for resistance. Instead, one felt it was an honor and a liberation to share everything one knew with this senior without reservation.
On a level imperceptible to everyone except Chen Yi and Hu Mingyue, a wisp of causal power that enveloped this world quietly descended.
This power is formless and intangible, yet real and undeniable, like countless invisible threads descending from the heavens, precisely binding around the body of every Nascent Soul cultivator.
Next, whatever each person says that points to events that have occurred in the secret realm, especially the ancient battlefield, will generate a trace of causal power.
As long as they speak, even if it's just a tiny thought, it will create a ripple on the causal network.
The ascetic monk will then indirectly deduce the truth behind it.
None of the people present could match the level of mastery over the power of cause and effect that Kudu possessed at the Nascent Soul stage.
It can be said that in Kudu's eyes, these Nascent Soul cultivators are all as if they are naked, and their past experiences and future possibilities are all vaguely visible under this web of cause and effect.
At this moment, because Chen Yi had not yet returned the immortal jade to Hu Mingyue, the jade's aura formed a perfect barrier, completely isolating all the causal threads that were being probed.
From the perspective of the ascetic monk, Chen Yi became a transparent phantom with no sense of existence.
In his perception, that location was nothing but a blank space, as if there were no things there at all. His all-encompassing web of cause and effect revealed an abrupt hole where Chen Yi was.
He didn't even notice Chen Yi's appearance from beginning to end. For a Nascent Soul cultivator, a "nothingness" that cannot be locked by cause and effect is far less worthy of attention than a weak "existence".
On the contrary, the women beside Chen Yi had drawn unexpected glances from Ku Du.
Although the causal lines on Ji Wuchen, Liu Qingqing, and others are clear, they are more complex and resilient than those of ordinary people, showing that they have extraordinary destinies.
Especially Hu Mingyue, who stood behind Chen Yi as a maid.
In the instant that Kudu cast the Karmic Opportunity spell to envelop everyone, a fleeting radiance flashed across Hu Mingyue's body—a pure and mysterious color that transcended all worldly colors, including the Five Elements, Yin and Yang, and karma.
Even the monk Kudu couldn't see through that brilliance.
With his divine transformation realm, his vast experience, and his profound understanding of cause and effect, he sensed in that instant a force originating from something far more ancient...
A more special kind of aura.
That fleeting brilliance vanished in an instant, so fast it seemed as if it had never existed.
It even made Kudu wonder if it was an illusion. He frowned almost imperceptibly, and his divine sense swept over Hu Mingyue again. Kudu's gaze lingered on the Nascent Soul female cultivator for a moment.
His divine sense swept over her silently like mercury spilling onto the ground, only to find that she was just an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator girl.
There were not many karmic connections or opportunities on his body, nor did he possess any special or powerful treasures of the fifth rank or above that he had acquired in the secret realm.
Everything seemed so normal, so normal that it was almost abnormal.
Could it be that the mental strain of probing the boundary's loopholes was too great, and he truly misjudged it?
Was that fleeting, peculiar aura just now merely an illusion?
A hint of doubt crossed Kudu's mind.
The intuition of the Nascent Soul Celestial Lord is rarely wrong, especially in his area of expertise: the perception of cause and effect. That momentary tremor was by no means unfounded.
Kudu glanced at Hu Mingyue again.
The girl stood quietly among the crowd in Qingyun Cave, her head bowed and eyes lowered, her expression indifferent, as if she cared nothing for anything outside.
He remembered the feeling this woman gave him—a sense of incongruity that seemed crystal clear but was actually unfathomable.
Immediately, he withdrew his gaze from the individual and instead transformed his vast causal divine sense into an invisible giant net, enveloping all those who had just escaped from the secret realm.
Enveloped by this power, everyone felt a chill run down their spines and dared not conceal anything.
"Master Kudu! Your avatar saved us!" a rogue cultivator exclaimed excitedly. "On the ancient battlefield, we were surrounded by the Black Dragon Society's demons. It was the master's avatar who intervened, displaying divine power, and saved us!"
"That's right! The master's clone also killed a late-stage Nascent Soul demon monk from the Black Dragon Society!" another person added.