kvmb Chapter 225 Fighting for a Spot at the Door
Chapter 225 Fighting for a Spot at the Door
Zhuang Yu stared at the complex restrictions before him, as if gazing at a profound star map.
The lines of the barrier crisscrossed and shimmered with strange light. The runes moved like living things, emitting powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that assaulted Zhuang Yu's senses.
He frowned, his fingertips lightly touching the outer edge of the barrier. A tiny current instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to gasp in shock.
This restriction was more troublesome than he had imagined.
In his mind, a vast array of books within the mysterious space flashed by like a revolving lantern, and knowledge about restrictions surged forth like a tide.
Zhuang Yu tried hard to recall every detail, attempting to find any clues to the solution.
The abundant spiritual energy around him continuously flowed into his body, keeping him clear-headed and allowing him to sense the immense opportunity hidden behind the restriction.
He knew that as long as he broke this restriction, he could obtain a spot to enter the spirit world and embark on a higher path of cultivation.
"Heh, isn't this Fellow Daoist Zhuang? What's wrong, are you helpless against this restriction?" A slightly mocking voice broke Zhuang Yu's thoughts.
Zhuang Yu looked up and saw Elder Baiyun walking slowly towards him with his disciple Xiao Chen.
Elder Baiyun was dressed in a white Taoist robe, exuding an air of otherworldly grace, but his eyes held a hint of sinister malice that was difficult to detect.
Behind him, Xiao Chen, dressed in black, with a restrained aura, revealed his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level, guarding Elder Baiyun like a loyal hunting dog.
"Elder Baiyun, are you also interested in this Gate to the Spirit Realm?" Zhuang Yu asked calmly, but secretly he became more vigilant.
Elder Baiyun chuckled and said, "The Gate to the Spirit Realm, who wouldn't be interested? It's a shortcut to a higher realm! It's just a pity that some people have ambition but lack the strength to match it." He gave Zhuang Yu a meaningful look, his tone full of provocation.
Zhuang Yu sensed Elder Baiyun's hostility and quietly circulated his spiritual energy.
The air around them seemed to freeze, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.
He knew that a struggle was inevitable.
"Is that so? Then let's wait and see." Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.
Zhuang Yu remained calm and seemingly casual as he paced around the barrier, occasionally touching its edge with his fingertips, appearing completely clueless.
He frowned at times and shook his head at others, as if he was completely stumped by the complex restrictions.
His robes swayed gently, his hair moved slightly, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on his face, highlighting his feigned confusion.
Seeing this, Elder Baiyun stroked his beard, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips. He thought to himself, "He really is a good-for-nothing, all talk and no action!" Without further hesitation, he sped up the process of breaking the seal.
He moved his hands rapidly, strands of spiritual energy wrapping around the restriction like threads, attempting to forcefully break it open.
Xiao Chen, who was standing next to him, was also on high alert, ready to make a move at any moment.
The spiritual energy fluctuations in the air grew increasingly intense, accompanied by faint rumbling sounds.
However, just as Elder Baiyun was about to succeed, the restriction suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, like a sleeping beast awakening, and a powerful counterforce suddenly struck.
Caught off guard, Elder Baiyun was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the stone wall behind him with a muffled thud.
Xiao Chen quickly stepped forward to support Elder Baiyun, his face full of worry.
Seeing this, Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly. He chuckled inwardly, thinking, "This old fellow really can't hold his temper." He knew that this restriction was not so easy to break, and Elder Baiyun's recklessness would only lead to his own downfall.
Just then, a wild wolf howl ripped through the sky, carrying a heavy smell of blood.
A figure appeared like a ghost, exuding a fierce aura; it was none other than the rogue cultivator, Feng Lang.
His gaze was sharp as a knife, sweeping over Zhuang Yu and Elder Baiyun, a bloodthirsty smile on his face.
His body was filled with surging spiritual energy, like a giant vortex, and the surrounding air was distorted by his powerful aura.
"Hmph, you two eyesores, get out of my way!" Wind Wolf growled and launched the first attack.
He moved swiftly, appearing in front of Zhuang Yu in an instant, his sharp claws like knives, aiming straight for Zhuang Yu's throat.
The air was filled with the shrieking sound of sharp blades slicing through it; the wind wolf's attack was as fast as lightning and carried destructive power.
Zhuang Yu reacted extremely quickly. He twisted his waist and dodged the wind wolf's claws. At the same time, he flipped his palm and a palm wind containing powerful spiritual energy whistled out to meet the wind wolf.
The palm strike collided with the sharp claws, producing a muffled "bang" and generating a strong shockwave that rustled the surrounding leaves.
Feng Lang hadn't expected Zhuang Yu to be so powerful.
"Interesting!" Wind Wolf licked his lips, revealing a ferocious smile, and his body exuded an even more powerful aura.
However, Zhuang Yu had no intention of continuing the fight. He suddenly rushed towards the barrier, leaving Feng Lang with a meaningful back view.
The wind wolf's claws missed their mark, and the strong wind it generated stung Zhuang Yu's cheeks, but he didn't care at all.
A sly smile played on his lips as he moved like a ghost towards the barrier, much to the astonishment of the wind wolf.
This turn of events happened so fast that both Feng Lang and Elder Baiyun were stunned.
They originally thought Zhuang Yu would engage in a fierce battle with the Wind Wolf, but they didn't expect him to choose this moment to break the restriction.
The surrounding cultivators who were watching the battle were also in an uproar.
They discussed it amongst themselves; some thought Zhuang Yu was reckless and audacious, while others admired his courage and wisdom.
Ignoring the crowd's discussions, Zhuang Yu moved his hands like butterflies flitting among flowers, sending streaks of spiritual energy towards the barrier like shooting stars.
These marks contain Zhuang Yu's unique spiritual energy fluctuations, like keys that are precisely inserted into every node of the restriction.
The runes on the barrier began to flicker and emit a buzzing sound, as if a sleeping behemoth had been awakened.
A powerful repulsive force surged from the restriction, attempting to expel Zhuang Yu's spiritual energy imprint.
However, Zhuang Yu was prepared.
He took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy in his dantian surged out like a rushing river, continuously pouring into the spiritual energy imprint.
"Om-"
The barrier vibrated more violently, and the runes shone with an increasingly dazzling light.
The surrounding air became distorted, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations spread out like ripples.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhuang Yu's forehead, but his eyes remained firm, showing no sign of backing down.
His movements became faster and faster, and spiritual energy imprints rained down on the restriction, causing the restriction to glow brighter and brighter, as if it were about to explode at any moment.
Elder Baiyun and Fenglang finally realized what was happening. Their expressions changed drastically, and they tried to stop Zhuang Yu, but it was too late.
The runes on the barrier began to fade, and the repulsive force weakened.
Zhuang Yu's spiritual energy imprint clung firmly to the restriction like a maggot, constantly eroding its core.
"Click——"
With a crisp sound, a small crack appeared on the barrier.
A confident smile appeared on Zhuang Yu's lips.
"This kid, he actually..." Elder Baiyun said through gritted teeth, his face ashen.
Feng Lang's eyes were also filled with shock and resentment. He never expected that he would be tricked by Zhuang Yu.
"It's done!" Zhuang Yu was secretly delighted. He increased his spiritual power output, and the cracks on the restriction became more and more numerous and larger. Finally, with a "boom", the restriction completely collapsed.
A powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted from the broken part of the barrier, forming a massive vortex, and the gate to the spirit world slowly opened.
"I'm going first!" Zhuang Yu laughed loudly, then leaped into the vortex and disappeared.
"Damn it!" the Wind Wolf roared and charged into the vortex...
Wang Yao gazed in the direction Zhuang Yu had disappeared, a gentle smile playing on her lips. She murmured, "That rascal, he always makes me so worried..." She lightly touched her chest, sensing Zhuang Yu's lingering presence, her eyes filled with complex emotions...
Elder Baiyun was both anxious and furious as he watched Zhuang Yu about to break the restriction.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which merged into the whisk in his hand. The whisk immediately shone brightly, transforming into a giant crimson python, roaring as it charged towards Zhuang Yu with a scorching aura.
At the same time, the Wind Wolf also moved. It transformed into a blur, its claws gleaming with a chilling light, aiming straight for Zhuang Yu's back.
The strong wind that came from behind made Zhuang Yu's hair stand on end.
He knew he was surrounded and in a critical situation.
But he didn't panic at all; instead, he became even calmer.
At the critical moment, he suddenly turned around and took the blow from the wind wolf.
Intense pain instantly spread throughout his body, as if his bones had been shattered. A mouthful of blood gushed out, tracing a tragic arc in the air.
"Ah!" The surrounding cultivators exclaimed in shock, and many even closed their eyes in disbelief, as if they could already foresee Zhuang Yu's tragic fate.
However, Zhuang Yu did not fall.
He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and frantically circulated his spiritual energy.
A golden light shield instantly enveloped him, like an indestructible barrier, blocking Elder Baiyun's crimson python and the wind wolf's claws.
"Bang!" "Bang!" Two loud noises rang out as the shockwaves from the collision of spiritual energy swept out like a hurricane, causing sand and stones to fly and trees to sway.
The golden light shield trembled violently, but it never broke.
Zhuang Yu's figure appeared and disappeared within the light barrier. His face was pale, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet he remained standing.
The surrounding cultivators were stunned by what they saw.
They hadn't expected that Zhuang Yu would be able to withstand the combined attack of Elder Baiyun and Fenglang.
"This kid is so tenacious!" Elder Baiyun's face was gloomy, his heart filled with shock and fear.
Wind Wolf also looked incredulous. He licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Interesting. It seems I underestimated you!"
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath and slowly straightened up.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked firmly at the barrier.
He knew he had to break the seal and enter the spirit realm as soon as possible.
The barrier shimmered with a strange light, as if responding to Zhuang Yu's determination.
"Open it!" Zhuang Yu roared, pouring all the remaining spiritual power in his body into the restriction...
Wang Yao watched Zhuang Yu's swaying figure, her heart filled with anxiety: "Zhuang Yu..."