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Immortal Patriarch: Strength in the Family's Vitality (Web Novel) - Chapter 2024: A High Stakes Gamble! Insider? (Part 2)
Chapter 2024: A High Stakes Gamble! Insider? (Part 2)
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In the center of the altar, Luo Qingchen’s face was as pale as a sheet.Sweat trickled down his forehead, across his tense jawline, finally dripping onto the scorching Star Map bronze plate, instantly evaporating into a wisp of blue smoke.
His entire mind, all of his will, had transformed into countless invisible threads, probing into the gradually forming shadow of the Star Gate.
This was an extremely meticulous and incredibly dangerous task.
The Star Gate was not just a simple door.
It was a living entity, intricately woven from countless space laws, star trajectories, and energy nodes, complex to the extreme.
Any deviation in energy input, any error in node alignment, could lead to the instantaneous collapse of the entire structure.
The consequence would be the Heavenly Desperate Cliff and the surrounding hundreds of miles being torn to cosmic dust by a raging spatial storm.
In Luo Qingchen’s Sea of Consciousness, the Chaotic Power was operating at an unprecedented speed, deducing and simulating.
He could feel the structure of the Star Gate stabilizing bit by bit.
The vortex leading to the unknown world was gradually transitioning from illusion to reality.
Yet, at this critical and undistracted moment, an extremely faint, yet sharp and piercing discordant sound suddenly penetrated his sensory network, merging with the entire altar.
This discord did not come from the violent energy of the Star Gate itself.
Nor did it come from the earth-shattering battle on the external battlefield.
It was very subtle.
It was very concealed.
It was filled with deliberate, meticulously disguised, cold, and malicious killing intent.
This killing intent lurked at the edge of the altar, like a venomous snake waiting for its prey to pass, concealing all its aura, leaving only those deadly fangs, gleaming coldly in the dark.
Luo Qingchen’s heart suddenly sank.
An internal traitor.
At this time, in this place, there was actually an internal traitor.
He couldn’t be distracted to look, nor could he spare extra thoughts to think about who the other party was or why they were doing this.
All his strength had to be used to maintain the opening of the Star Gate.
He was like a tightrope walker on an enormous cliff, holding up a heavy mountain with both hands, unable to make any unnecessary movements.
Su Xiaowan stood behind Luo Qingchen, holding the glowing Array Plate in her hand, her forehead also covered in fine beads of sweat.
She was responsible for fending off those ancient restrictions that were passively triggered by the altar’s energy waves.
One after another, spatial rifts appeared out of thin air, and beams of pitch-black Silent Destruction Divine Thunder were intercepted accurately by the golden shields composed of runes she created.
Her attention was also highly concentrated, unaware of the danger coming from behind.
Meanwhile, Lin Wan’er, holding the Green Vine Whip, stood further out with Bai Ling’er.
Her duty was to protect.
Protect Luo Qingchen, protect Su Xiaowan, and protect the core of the entire ritual.
Her vigilant eyes scanned the surroundings—Heavenly Desperate Cliff’s scattered rocks, the rolling mist—any slight stir couldn’t escape her eyes.
But the killing intent was too well hidden.
It was like a drop of ink falling into a pitch-black lake, silent and traceless.
At the edge of the altar, a youth dressed in the ordinary Inner Sect Disciple’s attire of the Qingyun Sect hung his head, blending amidst a team of disciples who came to support and maintain vigilance.
His name was Wei Cheng.
Within the Sect, he was an inconspicuous existence.
His talent was average, his cultivation mediocre, usually silent and never engaging in disputes, nor did he attract any attention.
No one knew he was one of Fang Zhenxiong’s death warriors secretly cultivated over the years.
His mission was only one.
And that was to deliver the most fatal blow to Luo Qingchen and the Qingyun Sect at the most crucial moment.
After Fang Zhenxiong was imprisoned, these death warriors went further underground, waiting for new orders.
And today, the order was issued through a channel they couldn’t resist.
In Wei Cheng’s eyes, there was no fear, no hesitation, only a dead calm.
He was like a precise machine, waiting for that one and only opportunity.
The moment had arrived.
Just above the altar, a space rift as thick as an arm appeared with a screeching sound, slashing fiercely towards Su Xiaowan’s position.
This was the most powerful restriction that had appeared today.
Su Xiaowan’s pupils contracted, and she immediately gathered all the Array Plate’s power to conjure out three heavy golden shields in front of her.
Everyone’s attention was drawn by this violent space rift.
Now!
Wei Cheng moved.
His movements didn’t stir a single breeze.
He glided over dozens of feet like a shadow close to the ground, appearing at the altar’s edge in an instant.
In his hand, a completely black, three-inch-long crystalline spike appeared, resembling a sharp needle.
[Spirit-breaking Mysterious Crystal Needle].
This was a vicious Magical Treasure, with no inherent lethality, but it contained an energy within it that could instantly trigger chaotic energy at Spiritual Energy nodes.
As long as it struck the Star Map bronze plate, it could in a fraction of a second, explode the immense Star Force operating within the bronze plate.
The consequences would be a hundred times more terrifying than the Star Gate collapsing.
The entire Star Map bronze plate, this ancient treasure, would be blown into its most primitive particles along with Luo Qingchen.
Wei Cheng’s arm muscles suddenly tightened, and with a flick of his wrist, the black spike transformed into a nearly invisible black line to the naked eye, silently shooting toward Luo Qingchen in the center of the altar.
Simultaneously, two of his companions behind him also sprang into action.
Their target wasn’t Luo Qingchen but Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan.
Two sharp Sword Lights came with a determination for mutual destruction, sealing off all escape spaces for the two women.
Their goal wasn’t to kill.
It was to delay.
It was to win even a fraction of a second for Wei Cheng’s fatal strike.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
As fast as lightning.
However, they were fast.
Luo Qingchen’s reaction seemed to transcend time.
As soon as he sensed that killing intent, he had already made preparations.
He couldn’t move.
He couldn’t be distracted.
But he could mobilize strength.
The pure and chaotic power working furiously in his Sea of Consciousness, he forcibly split out a strand of it.
Just one strand.
But the extraction of this strand brought a needle-pricking pain into his brain.
The shadow of the Star Gate, which was stabilizing, suddenly trembled violently, with initial signs of collapse appearing at its edge.
Two streams of blood trickled down Luo Qingchen’s nostrils.
But he didn’t care.
That single strand of grey chaotic power, like a living serpent, swiftly spread over the altar’s surface through his connection with the altar.
It didn’t attack Wei Cheng.
Its target was the flying black spike in mid-air.
Whoosh.
A sound so slight it was as if it were a hallucination.
The grey chaotic power wove around the [Spirit-breaking Mysterious Crystal Needle] with pinpoint accuracy.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Only annihilation.
The black spike, upon contact with the chaotic power, seemed thrown into a fire of ice, quickly melting and decomposing from head to tail, ultimately evaporating into an imperceptible wisp of blue smoke, dissipating into the air.
Wei Cheng’s pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.
His formerly confident expression froze instantly, replaced by endless bewilderment and shock.
He couldn’t comprehend it.
Why did his attack, even though it was unleashed, disappear into thin air?
How did Luo Qingchen, even without opening his eyes, manage to achieve this?
On the other side, Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan’s reactions were equally swift.
Facing those two deadly Sword Lights, Lin Wan’er snorted coldly, brandishing the Green Vine Whip, which instantly transformed into a proliferation of whip shadows, like green pythons, striking first to bind the two assailants along with their Flying Swords tightly.
