Chapter 531: Chapter 531 Soul Capturing
In an instant, the bindings before the public slowly unraveled, revealing a secret world leading to space.
All disciples of the clans were astonished upon seeing this path.
This spatial portal represented opportunity and potential!
However, compared to the disciples of smaller sects, the disciples of Chenjian Sect remained calm.
As disciples of Shenjian Gate, they routinely received cultivation opportunities and resources dozens, even hundreds of times.
So while this journey was exciting, it was clearly just another fortunate opportunity for them.
Only one person displayed nervousness—Murong Yan, sole daughter of Murong Longcheng, guardian of Tianyuan City, and Spirit Sword disciple of Old Shen from Shenjian Gate!
Murong Yan’s anxiety wasn’t due to the reverence smaller sect disciples held for the mysterious situation.
She was deeply concerned about Yang Tian, the one who had slain Rashamon Sect Leader Luo Tong in Tianyuan.
Being a woman privy to Yang Tian’s identity, she naturally knew he would come here. Now, seeing him, her palms were sweating. She even wanted to warn her surrounding siblings to be cautious!
But she couldn’t speak!
Because when Yang Tian departed, her father Murong Longcheng had directly planted Soul Extraction techniques within them.
This very technique was what led to the creation of these clan gates. Until now, Rashamon Sect had already flipped the heavens, infamously known for Luo Tong’s "Blood Hand Show Luo," and fallen in Tianyuan City!
What truly terrified Murong Yan was that after Yang Tian planted that technique, she once sought advice from various influential elders under the guise of consultation.
But not one offered assistance. "Brother Mu, this place is fraught with peril. Don’t act alone!"
Suddenly, in a flash, the four from Luosa Sect, including Yang Tian, realized the surroundings had already transformed.
They had entered a concealed domain.
However, as soon as they entered the space, Wei Rong, disciple of Mr. Liu, noticed Yang Tian’s intent to act independently, striding ahead alone, and quickly reminded him.
Upon hearing Wei Rong’s words, Yang Tian chuckled and replied, "You’ve heard Old Liu’s words. I have the capability to act alone, so it won’t be a problem."
Arrogance and autocratic behavior?
Wei Rong frowned at Yang Tian’s response.
Because when Mr. Liu introduced him, he said while Jin Ze was leading the expedition, Yang Tian retained autonomy over his actions.
Previously, among Rashamon disciples who entered this mysterious domain, at least three would die each time. Clearly, this journey into the secret realm was dangerous and opportunistic for everyone except the disciples of Chenjian Sect.
Thus, regarding Mr. Liu’s words, Wei Rong took them lightly. What’s so amusing about Yang Tian refusing to follow their lead?
"Senior Brother Mu, this place is too treacherous. You’d best stick with us!" Wei Rong pondered and ultimately reminded him softly.
However, Yang Tian waved him off, laughed, and continued ahead into the distance.
Wei Rong wanted to persuade him again, but Jin Ze coldly spoke as team leader: "If one wishes to die alone, why should Wei Shimei stop them?"
"Exactly! Venturing into this blurred secret realm, we’ve seen people frantically seeking treasure, frantically vigilant of neighbors, and frantically dead. Haha, if he wants to die, let him die!" Zhu Zheng sneered from the side.
Both Zhu Zheng and Jin Ze were disciples under Elder Xu. The sudden addition of Yang Tian not only replaced a fellow disciple but absurdly held superior authority.
This bred instant resentment toward Yang Tian upon entering the domain.
They merely masked it in Old Liu’s presence!
Now within this mysterious world, they contemplated if there would be opportunities to eliminate Yang Tian directly, avenging the disciple deprived of their spot.
After all, countless disciples perished in this blurry and secretive environment annually. How could anyone rule out a Dead Zone claiming Yang Tian?
Ji Fu snickered as well: "Brother Zhu, the words may be cold, but I like them. That young man—better off dead sooner!"
"You..."
Wei Rong turned pale upon hearing the trio’s remarks but, seeing Yang Tian depart, eventually refrained from further persuasion, shaking her head as she rejoined the group.
Though Jin Ze’s comment resonated, while Yang Tian moved on ahead, with his strength, he could hear it all.
But he didn’t care.
Would a giant concern itself with ants?
Moreover, at that moment, he stumbled upon a significant revelation—the constraints imposed by the Heaven and Earth Laws he cultivated seemed to have loosened slightly upon entering this mysterious domain!
Of course, Yang Tian understood this wasn’t due to the domain itself!
After all, while the secret realm was a small carved-out pocket of space, it didn’t rival the real world’s authenticity. The Heaven and Earth Laws mostly mirrored the real world’s constructs within the realm!
Still, restrictions on Yang Tian had eased!
Thus, there could only be one explanation—somewhere in this blurry secret realm, something existed capable of defying or circumventing the Heaven and Earth Laws!
If Yang Tian could obtain that item, he believed he could sever the constraints and restore his true power.
With this thought, Yang Tian promptly closed his eyes slightly and whipped his blade through the air, sensing the possible presence of this entity.
However, generally speaking, to avoid being overly conspicuous and attracting prying eyes, disciples of various clans entering such a blurred and mysterious domain would prudently travel in groups.
Someone daring to act alone like Yang Tian, flying boldly in the skies, became as conspicuous as a beacon in the night.
Thus, Yang Tian hadn’t flown more than a kilometer before a force locked onto him!
It turned out to be Mr. Liu’s disciples conducting investigations, led by an elder unaffiliated with their clan.
"Brother Xia, do you think that man is the one Senior Brother Yao warned us about, the Rashamon infiltrator?" One of the Wuxiang disciples immediately questioned upon encountering Yang Tian.
The disciple’s question prompted an immediate sneer from Xia Bai, who oversaw the Wushuang division. "Yes, it’s him."
"Where are you heading?"
Yang Tian, eyes shut as he flew, slowly stopped upon hearing Xia Bai’s words. He opened his eyes, swept an apathetic gaze across the Wuxiang disciples surrounding him, and said nothing.
Seeing Yang Tian’s silence, Xia Bai’s expression grew condescending. He sneered: "Does Musi disdain us so much he’s too lazy to speak?"
"Brother, I’d say that’s a foolish display of power!"
"No, it’s more than folly! It’s outright stupidity!"
Meanwhile, other Wuxiang disciples also laughed arrogantly.
One disciple outright mocked, "Don’t act big like that wooden-headed Mu brat. Fine, what do you have? Hurry and bring it out. Perhaps we’ll spare your life!"
"So you intend to rob me?"
Yang Tian listened to their chatter for a while before slowly inquiring.
"Hahaha! Mu Shidi seems to be a clever man!"
Xia Bai’s eyes gleamed with greed as he gazed at the Devil Blade in Yang Tian’s possession, which cleaved through the skies.
As a peerless Magic Weapon capable of sky-splitting, the Devil Blade’s exceptional quality spoke for itself.
Otherwise, Xia Bai wouldn’t have been so eager to persuade others.