Cultivating To Immortality

Just as the Mahayana Realm cultivators s were preparing to launch a joint attack, the enormous stone gate in the middle suddenly emitted a faint purple glow.

Immediately after, the restriction patterns that originally flowed on the stone gate began to fade at a visible speed.

Subsequently, the heavy stone gate slowly opened inward, the entire process meeting no resistance.

The Mahayana realm Old Ancestors present were all slightly stunned by this sight, and the Divine Abilities they had gathered in their hands were subconsciously withdrawn, their faces filled with surprise.

They had all prepared to clash head-on with the restriction, never expecting the stone gate to open by itself.

Could it be that there was an Artifact Spirit hidden in this palace, and the Artifact Spirit, sensing their strength, worried that a confrontation would damage the palace, and thus actively opened the stone gate?

After a few breaths, the enormous stone gate fully opened, revealing a purple light screen in the middle, which looked like a spatial teleportation gate.

Just as everyone were curiously examining this purple light screen, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly reached the ears of all cultivators in the main hall.

The footsteps came from inside the light screen; although faint at first, they grew closer and clearer as time passed.

Everyone' gazes instantly focused on the purple light screen, and sure enough, a few breaths later, a figure slowly emerged from the purple light screen.

The person was clad in a wide black robe and wore a grotesque skull mask, completely concealing their entire face.

After stepping out of the light screen, he stopped in front of the stone gate, exuding a mysterious and eerie Qi.

"There's… there's someone? Inside this Misty Immortal Mansion, there are actually other people hidden?"

"Could this person be a Cultivator from the Misty Immortal Mansion from back then?"

"How is this possible? The Misty Immortal Mansion has been missing for millions of years; even if there were cultivators in the mansion back then, after such a long time, how could anyone still be alive?"

"One shouldn't be too absolute; perhaps the Misty Immortal Mansion was never truly missing, but merely hidden in some unknown void crevice, which is why the cultivators within could survive until now."

The surrounding cultivators all turned their gazes to the person wearing the skull mask, whispering to each other.

The expressions on everyone's faces varied, showing curiosity, doubt, and also a faint sense of vigilance.

Ancestor Xuan Ba stepped forward and politely asked the skull-masked person, "May I ask, Your Excellency, are you a cultivator from the Misty Immortal Mansion?"

However, in response to Ancestor Xuan Ba's inquiry, the skull-masked person remained silent, simply standing there quietly, as if he hadn't heard.

The next moment, an extremely powerful Qi suddenly erupted from his body, like surging waves, instantly sweeping through every corner of the entire main hall.

Boom.

A dull, massive sound exploded in everyone's ears.

Aside from the thirty-eight Mahayana Realm cultivators present who could maintain their composure, all the lower-cultivation cultivators nearby were firmly pressed to the ground by this terrifying pressure.

They couldn't even move a finger, their faces filled with horror, their bodies even trembling from excessive fear.

"Mahayana peak."

The thirty-eight Old Ancestors' expressions all drastically changed upon sensing the Qi emanating from the skull-masked person.

Their originally calm demeanor was instantly replaced by vigilance; they stared intently at the skull-masked person, their entire magical power secretly circulating, ready to strike at any moment.

Because within that powerful pressure, there was also an extremely strong Killing Intent.

Azure Emperor's expression was solemn, her brows tightly furrowed, as she transmitted a message to Fang Hong and Su Shan.

"Something feels off. Have you two noticed that this person's Qi is unusually cold and sinister? Perhaps he is a cultivator who practices the ghost dao."

Fang Hong nodded slightly upon hearing Azure Emperor's message.

He had also detected the abnormality in the skull-masked person's Qi, but he did not show excessive panic, maintaining his composure.

Fang Hong replied, "Don't worry too much. With so many Mahayana realm powerhouses here, even if he is strong, he shouldn't dare to act recklessly."

"If any special situation truly arises, I will use the Void Secret Technique and take you two away from here."

In truth, Fang Hong was also full of curiosity about the skull-masked person's identity.

"So many people have come, excellent, excellent."

Just then, the skull-masked person finally spoke.

His voice sounded somewhat low and hoarse, carrying an indescribable strangeness.

"A fellow playing tricks." Ancestor Mo Sha couldn't stand the skull-masked person's pretentious behavior.

Upon hearing his Yin and Yang remarks now, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and immediately let out a cold snort.

Ancestor Mo Sha directly made his move, his internal magical power surging wildly, as he fiercely unleashed a dazzling bolt of lightning toward the skull-masked person.

Zzzzzz.

The lightning streaked across the sky in a brilliant arc, carrying extremely powerful might, as it sped towards the skull-masked person.

Ancestor Mo Sha also possessed Mahayana peak cultivation, so the lightning bolt he unleashed with full power was naturally no small feat.

Many cultivators present couldn't help but hold their breath, staring intently at this scene.

However, unexpectedly, the incredibly powerful lightning bolt had not even touched the skull-masked person's body before it was firmly blocked by a golden barrier that suddenly appeared.

Immediately after, the lightning quickly dissipated into the air, causing no effect whatsoever on the skull-masked person.

"What? Is this a formation?" Seeing this scene, the cultivators present were all stunned.

"When on earth did he set up this formation? How did we not notice at all?"

The Mahayana realm Old Ancestors were even more shocked.

They belatedly realized that the entire main hall had, at some unknown point, been enveloped by an extremely complex grand formation.

The surface of the grand formation shimmered with golden light, emitting waves of mysterious Qi, firmly trapping all the cultivators present within it.

Even Fang Hong, Azure Emperor, and Su Shan were no exception; at this moment, they were like birds trapped in a cage, unable to easily escape.

"Hahahaha. This old man has only recently emerged from seclusion, and today is a perfect day to use you all to feed my precious treasures."

The skull-masked person slowly floated above the grand formation, looking down at everyone trapped within the formation, and burst into maniacal laughter.

The laughter was filled with cruelty and triumph, making one's scalp tingle.

As soon as his voice fell, the skull-masked person immediately threw out a seemingly ancient bag.

As soon as the bag appeared, a flash of purple light occurred, and then the mouth of the bag automatically opened.

The next moment, a large swarm of dark insects poured out wildly from the bag's opening; the number of insects was astonishingly vast, densely packed.

Looking at them, there was no end in sight; roughly estimated, their number had probably reached a million.