Chapter 611 - 251: Eternal Dragon Tomb, Hidden Quest
Chapter 611: Chapter 251: Eternal Dragon Tomb, Hidden Quest
Just then, the scene in the sky ahead changed abruptly.
A pitch-black fissure tore open in the azure canopy without any warning, spreading wildly toward both ends at a terrifying speed!
In just a few seconds, a massive Celestial Abyss Rift that spanned the horizon, as if splitting the entire world in two, appeared before everyone’s eyes.
The inside of the rift was not pure darkness. Instead, it roiled with an eerie, dark-red light like fresh blood, shot through with twisted bolts of purple lightning. It looked like a star-devouring behemoth opening its great maw, a gateway to hell itself.
The immense suction that tugged at the very soul, along with the desolate, deathly, and chaotic aura seeping from the rift, made even Lin Ye’s heart skip a beat.
’Weren’t we going to Longyin Academy?’
’What’s going on with this Celestial Abyss Rift?’
Before Lin Ye could think it through, the beast he rode had already carried him, plunging headfirst into the dark-red curtain of light.
It felt like passing through a thin film of water.
The next second, a blast of scorching air, hot enough to roast a person dry, rushed to meet him.
The beast beneath him let out a low growl and vanished in a flash of white light.
Lin Ye’s body faltered for a moment, but then his spiritual power circulated, allowing him to hover in mid-air once more.
He flew high into the sky and looked down. The sight before him sent a tremor of shock through even Lin Ye.
The sky was an eternal, dark red, like coagulated blood.
There was no sun, no moon—only countless burning meteors trailing long tails of fire, raining down incessantly from the firmament like an apocalyptic downpour, smashing into the ground and kicking up mushroom clouds.
The land was a dark brown, a color that suggested it had been soaked in blood for eons.
The rolling mountain ranges were not made of rock at all. They were formed from the piled-up skeletons of the Dragon Race—skeletons that were long-weathered yet still unimaginably immense!
The towering dragon horns, sharp bone spurs, and massive ribs formed a magnificent yet desolate apocalyptic tableau.
Deep within these skeletal mountains, Lin Ye could even sense a dormant yet majestic energy. It seemed to be an ancestral ley line formed from the death of a progenitor dragon, but now, it too had withered.
In the far distance lay a vast ocean, but this sea was also blood-red, as viscous as real blood, and reeked of rust.
This place was a graveyard for the Dragon Race—a world that had once housed their civilization at its zenith but was now nothing but a wasteland of scattered bones and withered ley lines.
Lin Ye slowly descended to the ground.
Just then, the rift entrance behind him rippled once more.
Figure after figure passed through the curtain of light, appearing beside him one by one.
They were the other candidates who had also passed the first round of the assessment.
Lin Ye scanned the group. Including himself, there were now eleven people.
"Lin Ye!"
A booming voice rang out. Dongfang Zhen walked over with a laugh and clapped Lin Ye on the shoulder.
"I knew you’d make it in too, haha!"
Lin Ye looked over. Dongfang Zhen’s stylish silver armor was now covered in cracks and scorch marks. A trickle of blood, not fully wiped away, stained the corner of his mouth. He looked quite battered.
His spirits, however, were extremely high. His eyes shone as he took in this brand-new world.
That was the good thing about the Divine Realm. As long as one’s Primordial Spirit was unharmed, physical injuries healed extremely quickly.
Lin Ye exchanged a few pleasantries with him, his gaze sweeping discreetly over the others.
Xiao Lingchen was here too.
He still had his usual gentle and refined demeanor, wearing his signature mild smile, as if the vicious battle just now had been nothing more than light after-dinner amusement for him.
When Lin Ye’s gaze passed over him, he even gave a friendly nod.
But he was not the one Lin Ye was looking for.
’Ye Wujiang...’
The brand in his Spirit would still flare up from time to time, a persistent annoyance.
In the system’s mission interface, that special quest was still active.
A large part of why Lin Ye had come to participate in this selection was, in fact, because of Ye Wujiang.
’Did he not make it?’
’Or could he be hiding among these people, using some method to alter his appearance?’
Just as Lin Ye was pondering this,
The rift entrance behind him fluctuated violently again.
An exquisitely beautiful figure in a purple dress slowly emerged.
Xia Lianxue.
She hovered silently high in the air, her ice-blue eyes looking down imperiously at everyone on the ground, like an ice goddess descended upon the mortal realm.
At the same time, the phantom of a draconic beast, completely frozen into an ice sculpture, flashed behind her before dissipating in a flash of white light.
This sight made everyone’s pupils contract sharply.
’They... what did they just see?’
’That terrifying draconic beast... she completely froze it solid?!’
’Doesn’t that mean she could kill it with a single thought if she wanted to?’
Everyone present, including Dongfang Zhen, had only managed to pass the first assessment because they had held out long enough under the draconic beast’s frenzied attacks and ensured the civilian casualties on the ship did not exceed the limit.
They could not even inflict any decent damage on the monster.
But Xia Lianxue... had actually defeated that monster at the Divine Realm Great Perfection!
High in the air, Xia Lianxue’s gaze slowly swept over the ten people below.
Finally, her eyes locked precisely onto Lin Ye among the crowd.
Her ice-blue eyes were filled with chilling hostility.
She slowly opened her mouth, her voice cold and clear, yet it reached the ears of everyone present.