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Immortal Patriarch: Strength in the Family's Vitality (Web Novel) - Chapter 2028: Entering the Star Gate! The World Within the Star Gate? (Part 2)
Chapter 2028: Entering the Star Gate! The World Within the Star Gate? (Part 2)
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A mouthful of fresh blood, like a blood arrow, violently spurted out from his mouth.However, a trace of a fierce smile appeared on his face.
He succeeded.
He wasn’t directly obliterated by that terrifying destructive energy.
He used that strand of newfound power to reluctantly offset the destructive attribute within it.
What was left was pure, unimaginably vast kinetic energy!
Luo Qingchen’s body was like being ruthlessly struck by an invisible giant hammer.
Like a cannonball, he flew backward at a speed more than ten times faster than when he came.
His goal was precisely that slowly shrinking Star Gate!
He borrowed the force of a strike from the leader with the silver mask!
“What?”
For the first time, a trace of astonishment appeared in the eternally cold eyes of the leader with the silver mask.
He couldn’t understand how this ant, who wasn’t even at the Nascent Soul Stage, survived his strike.
He further couldn’t understand how the opponent dared to use his attack as a booster for escape.
What courage is this!
What madness!
“Don’t even think about leaving!”
The leader with the silver mask roared angrily, his figure flickering to chase.
But it was already too late.
Luo Qingchen’s backward flying speed was incredibly fast.
He grabbed the ready Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan, the three figures turning into a streak of blood-colored meteor in the air.
At the last moment when the Star Gate was about to shrink to only one person wide.
As the experts from the Heavenly Sword Sect and Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion arrived atop Heavenly Desperate Cliff, still hundreds of feet away from the Star Gate.
Amidst the angry roar of the leader with the silver mask.
They plunged headfirst into that deep and mysterious whirlpool of starlight.
The three figures were instantly swallowed by the rainbow-colored starlight, disappearing without a trace.
And in the next instant they disappeared.
Boom!
The Star Gate closed completely.
The immense spatial energy, losing its constraints, exploded violently.
A raging spatial storm swept across the entire top of Heavenly Desperate Cliff.
The few Nascent Soul Stage cultivators at the forefront were ripped to pieces by the chaotic spatial power before they could even let out a scream.
Silver Mask Leader, Li Jianyi, Qian Wanli, and others were also forced to retreat in a scramble by this storm.
When everything settled down.
Only the dilapidated altar remained atop Heavenly Desperate Cliff.
The Star Gate, disappeared.
Luo Qingchen, disappeared.
The Ancient Treasure that countless people coveted, the Star Map Bronze Disk, also disappeared.
Only deathly silence remained in the air.
Everyone’s face was filled with unwillingness, anger, and… bewilderment.
They had expended great efforts, even going to war with Qingyun Sect, and ultimately just watched as the greatest opportunity slipped away before their eyes.
The leader with the silver mask hovered quietly in mid-air.
He gazed at the empty altar, the eyes beneath his mask flickering with a ghostly and dangerous light.
“No matter which world you escape to…”
“I will find you.”
Pain.
Endless pain.
As if his whole body was thrown into a meat grinder, repeatedly torn apart, crushed, and then forcibly pieced together again.
Luo Qingchen’s consciousness floated and sank in this sea of chaos composed of pain.
He felt like he was traveling through a rapidly twisting river.
Surrounding him were weird and wonderful colors, shrill and piercing noises, a torrent of countless chaotic information crashing into his already fragile Divine Soul.
Is this the feeling of crossing the Star Gate?
A hundred thousand times more violent and painful than any transmission array.
Unknown how long it lasted, perhaps in a flash or maybe a million years.
The force tearing at his body finally disappeared.
He felt himself being violently thrown out of that turbulent river.
Thunk.
He fell heavily onto a soft, somewhat slippery ground and completely lost consciousness.
…
“Cough cough…”
A violent cough woke Lin Wan’er from her coma.
She felt as if her head was about to split open, the world spun, and her stomach churned.
She struggled to sit up but found her entire body weak, unable to muster any strength.
The spiritual power within her was in utter disarray, unable to circulate.
“Where… is this?”
Su Xiaowan’s voice came from not far away, equally full of weakness and confusion.
Lin Wan’er shook her groggy head, braced herself, and opened her eyes.
Then, she was completely stunned by the scene before her.
The sky.
The sky here wasn’t azure but a deep indigo, like the finest satin.
There was no sun in the sky.
Instead, there were three moons of varying sizes and colors.
One was silver-white, emitting a gentle glow.
Another was pale gold, like amber.
The smallest, however, was a strange blood-red, adding a touch of eeriness to this unfamiliar world.
The air.
The air here entered the lungs with a slight chill, carrying a metallic sweet scent.
The air was filled with an energy they had never experienced.
This energy was much denser and wilder than the spiritual energy of the East Continent.
It was like an untamed wild horse, full of primal, life-bearing, stellar aura.
But for them, accustomed to spiritual energy, this felt like a mild poison, causing waves of discomfort.
The ground.
The ground beneath their feet wasn’t soil or rock.
It was a thick, sponge-like substance, similar to moss but dark purple, soft underfoot.
Around them grew countless oddly shaped plants.
Some resembled giant mushrooms, dozens of meters tall, with translucent crystal caps, with flowing lights flickering inside, casting alternating brightness and darkness on the land.
Others seemed to be twisted metals growing from the ground, with trunks and branches in bronze, gleaming with cold metallic luster.
Further away, there were even large rocks defying logic, silently floating in the air, forming islands suspended in the sky.
Fine waterfalls, like stardust, flowed slowly from the edges of these floating islands, tracing dreamlike light trails in the air.
This was a completely unfamiliar, fantastically colorful, brand-new world.
“Luo… Brother Luo!”
Lin Wan’er finally recovered from her shock, the first thought of Luo Qingchen appeared in her mind.
She hurriedly looked around and soon saw the blood-soaked, motionless figure under a nearby crystal mushroom.
“Brother Luo!”
Lin Wan’er cried out in alarm, overcoming her physical weakness, crawling and rolling over.
Su Xiaowan also forced herself forward.
When they saw Luo Qingchen’s wounds on his back, their hearts sank instantly.
That couldn’t even be called a wound.
Luo Qingchen’s entire back was a bloody mess, pitch black, broken white bones visible inside.
The demonic Qi from the leader of the Silver Mask, full of destructive aura, continued to cling to the wound like a maggot, relentlessly eroding his vitality.
His breathing was incredibly faint.
His heartbeat was almost about to stop.
“Elixir! Quick! Use the elixir!”
Su Xiaowan trembled as she took out a bottle of the finest healing pills from a storage bag, hastily trying to feed Luo Qingchen.
“It’s useless…”
Lin Wan’er’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice tinged with despair.
“That demonic Qi is too overwhelming; the elixir’s medicinal power is corroded as soon as it enters.”
She attempted to channel her spiritual power into Luo Qingchen’s body to help heal.
But her spiritual power was swallowed instantly by the overpowering demonic Qi the moment it entered Luo Qingchen’s meridians.
What to do?
What can be done?
Could it be that Luo Qingchen, having exhausted everything to bring them to this new world, was destined to die here?
