Chapter 1252: Black Tower Array
Chapter 1252: Black Tower Array
"Where is Old Devil Ye?" The crowd reacted in surprise.
Devil Lord Tongyou pointed at the blood gate and spoke rapidly, "We arrived a step too late. Old Devil Ye had already broken through the gate and entered. Just now, fluctuations came from behind the blood gate, so he must have been breaking the ancient barrier inside. Then the fluctuations suddenly stopped. I do not know whether they have already succeeded. There is no time to lose, fellow Daoists, assist me at once!"
Everyone was startled. They quickly sat around Devil Lord Tongyou and joined forces to attack the blood gate.
The gate appeared damaged, and every strike made it tremble violently, yet it remained extraordinarily sturdy.
Runes flickered across its surface. Though incomplete, they still absorbed and dispersed most of the incoming force. Less than ten percent of the power actually struck the gate itself.
If the ancient barrier had remained intact, even the combined forces of the three domains would not have been able to break in.
Devil Lord Tongyou had been probing it earlier and had gained some understanding of the barrier. Qin Sang also offered timely suggestions. After some experimentation, they found the weakest point and began bombarding it in turns.
While they attacked the gate, the space behind it remained eerily silent. No one knew what Old Devil Ye and the others were doing, which made everyone increasingly anxious.
However, towering black structures stood within, clearly different from the surroundings and full of mystery. They could not allow Sin Abyss to monopolize this place.
Even if they could not stop Old Devil Ye, gaining some benefits from within would make the trip worthwhile.
Each person had their own thoughts, yet all exerted their full strength in attacking the gate.
Qin Sang activated the ebony sword, splitting it into countless streams of sword light that poured down like a galaxy, striking the gate endlessly. The sight drew everyone’s attention.
They had long heard that the demon king Ming Yue possessed extraordinary swordsmanship. Seeing it today confirmed the rumors. Among the Spiritual Infant cultivators of Small Cold Domain, there were also several sword users, yet compared to Qin Sang’s sword art, they could only feel inferior.
His sword will originated from the Dao of Slaughter, yet it encompassed everything.
They had never seen or heard of such sword art before, nor did they know who had taught this demon king.
Unaware of their thoughts, Qin Sang silently activated the Sky Eyes and peered through the gap in the blood gate, observing the scene behind it.
The blood mist was thick like slurry. The black towers seemed submerged in a sea of blood.
Within the entire sealed space of Blood Lake, everything else had been eroded and assimilated by the blood mist over countless years, turning crimson in nature.
Yet the black towers remained pitch-black, as if made of ink, standing out starkly.
Each tower rose thousands of zhang high, constructed from rectangular stone blocks. Their surfaces were rough. Whether due to self-concealment or some special material, no runes shone upon them. There were no blood lightning or yin winds either.
The black dots seen earlier from outside were likely the tips of these towers.
As Qin Sang speculated about their purpose, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted. The blood gate shook violently, then slowly opened a crack.
Devil Lord Tongyou moved instantly to the opening. After confirming there was no ambush, everyone filed in.
Standing among the black towers, they immediately felt how insignificant they were. After a moment of silent awe, they quickly unleashed their supernatural abilities to search for Old Devil Ye and the others, but found nothing.
The place appeared completely calm. The blood mist had even stopped flowing, as if no one had ever entered.
Qin Sang quietly observed, still unable to detect any trace of an ancient barrier. It seemed even safer than other areas.
"They have likely already entered one of the black towers," Devil Lord Tongyou said in a deep voice.
The group exchanged glances and chose a nearby tower. Just as they moved to enter, several startled cries rang out.
A few who tried to fly were pressed down. A sudden pressure appeared mid-air, slamming them down violently, nearly sending them rolling across the ground.
Fortunately, their cultivation was high and their reactions swift, so they avoided embarrassment.
"There is a barrier here we cannot detect..." They had no choice but to remain on the ground. Just as this thought arose, another change occurred.
Whoosh... A fierce wind suddenly swept across the flat ground. Rolling blood mist surged like waves, rushing toward them.
Everyone cursed inwardly and quickly summoned their astras to protect themselves. Qin Sang activated sword light to shield his body, the ebony sword hanging upside down above his head.
Just as he finished preparing, the scenery before his eyes began to shift rapidly. The world spun, and when he regained his senses, he was shocked to find that Qingjun and the others had all vanished.
He now stood within a sea of blood, with the shadows of black towers clearly visible.
They seemed within reach, yet impossibly distant. Each time he stepped forward, the tower before him retreated the same distance, forever out of reach.
At this sight, Qin Sang immediately understood. They had unknowingly fallen into a grand array formed by those black towers.
The methods of ancient cultivators were truly unfathomable. The array had been laid here without leaving the slightest trace, and they had walked into it without noticing anything unusual.
Trapped within an unknown array, Qin Sang remained calm and unhurried. He had already noticed after entering the gate that many of these towers were damaged, some even collapsed halfway.
With the towers damaged, the array’s power would certainly be weakened, leaving many flaws. If Old Devil Ye could handle it, there was no reason they could not.
Qin Sang steadied himself and examined the surroundings carefully. As expected, he quickly identified several flaws, which eased his mind further.
The only trouble was that finding Old Devil Ye and the others within the array would be even more difficult.
He took out a sword talisman. They had prepared various contingency plans beforehand.
The method for refining this sword talisman had been obtained from a relic within Ancient Immortal Battlefield. Its refinement required many precious materials, so few people were willing to make such items.
The sword case was in Devil Lord Tongyou’s possession. Those holding the sword talisman could sense his location and move toward him.
An array riddled with flaws like this could not block the talisman’s perception.
Just as Qin Sang was about to activate it, he paused, stopped the incantation, and released the fat chicken.
The moment he came out and saw the array, he was alarmed and immediately shrank close to Qin Sang. Even a damaged array like this could easily trap him to death.
"Try the Lightning Thought Orb. This is the core of Blood Lake. If your mother is not here... then likely..." Qin Sang sighed.
This place had been sealed by the blood gate. Even with everyone working together, they had only barely opened a crack. It was almost impossible that the Lightning-Devouring Falcon demon king had broken in alone back then.
"Yes!" The fat chicken silently prayed, feeling uneasy, then summoned the Lightning Thought Orb. Closing his eyes slightly, he murmured an incantation.
The orb floated above his head, slowly rotating. As he activated a secret art, a faint white glow began to flicker on its surface. At first, it was extremely weak, but it gradually grew brighter, forming a fist-sized sphere of light.
Within that sphere, streaks of lightning began to surge. Seeing this, Qin Sang’s gaze sharpened. Since entering Blood Lake, the fat chicken had tried countless times. This was the first time the Lightning Thought Orb had shown such a reaction!