Chapter 480: Alien Visitors, the Secret of the Ascension Platform
The Divine Weapon Continent is a remote and desolate area with few people.
The originally clear sky and bright sunshine suddenly turned gloomy, and then the whole earth was shrouded in darkness.
The sun's brilliance suddenly disappeared, and the entire sky seemed to be blocked by someone.
Looking up at the sky, an unprecedented starry sky suddenly appeared.
That is a scene that the people of this continent would never see if they looked up at the sky.
That vast map of the starry sky does not belong to this world.
"Click"
A crisp sound like breaking glass appeared out of nowhere.
The vast and brilliant starry sky cracked.
It was like a canvas that had been torn open in the middle.
Two figures that looked not in good condition fell out from it, hitting the ground like meteors, stirring up a large amount of mud and dust.
The crack in the starry sky seemed to be torn out by these two figures.
With their appearance, the huge, heart-wrenching scar slowly healed, its color becoming increasingly darker, and soon the sky returned to a clear, blue sky.
"Bah, bah, bah, what a lousy method! It nearly broke my bones."
A disheveled figure covered in dust and dirt crawled out of a large pit on the ground, cursing and holding a very gorgeous-looking staff in his hand, which was more than a person's height.
If you ignore the blue crystal-like human skull inlaid on the top of the staff, this guy looks a bit like a wizard in a Western fantasy world.
Um.
The kind that won't be wanted.
After all, a necromancer is also a mage, and this one's dress is obviously not very formal.
Add to that the fact that his face looks like a mummy, and it makes it even more unconventional.
Friends who often travel through time should be able to recognize that this person is most likely an undead creature from the lich race, a natural undead spellcaster.
The other one didn't look as embarrassed as he did.
He has a dignified appearance, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He is dressed in a white robe and stands with his hands behind his back, holding a light green sword. A spherical khaki light shield is flashing around him.
Even though he looks very young, anyone who sees him would probably admire his immortal appearance.
It basically satisfies all the ordinary mortals' imaginations about sword immortals.
"If you're not good at it, just practice more."
The young swordsman uttered this sentence lightly, being frugal with his words.
"Get the hell out of here, you idiot. You cultivators have all sorts of tricks up your sleeve, but I'm a necromancer, so how can I be like you? I can fly and defend at the same time. Don't I have to chant those magic spells?"
"I won't die from the fall anyway, so fuck it, I'll just fall, it doesn't matter."
"Fuck you, I almost forgot what kind of shit you've been up to, you bastard. Byd, just give me your Eighteen-Handed Boundary-Breaking Shuttle. I'm begging you, okay?"
"The moment I crossed the world barrier, the world's will automatically counterattacked and almost killed me. Can't you come up with something more anthropomorphic next time? Don't make me suffer like this, okay? I've never suffered this kind of torture in my life."
The lich was cursing, as if he was the one who couldn't speak without using swear words, and he was also a bit nagging.
"shut up!"
The young swordsman had a cold expression on his face, and he scolded with a frown on his face, as if he had facial paralysis.
"In pursuit of eternal truth, we have long since abandoned the creation of such useless objects. How can I possibly improve the Boundary Breaker? If you are unwilling, you might as well work harder and exchange your merits for something better."
"There you go again, you little bitch, you're like a parrot, that's all you can say."
The Lich seemed to have long been accustomed to the Sword Immortal's replies and did not take them seriously at all, still cursing.
"I'm really starting to doubt whether joining the True Demon Clan was a step towards ruining my future. My strength has increased, but I can't even create new magic anymore. It's really tough on me, buddy."
"Enough of the idle chatter. If the two of us can retrieve a pseudo-immortal weapon this time, or even be fortunate enough to obtain a legacy, we will surely reach even higher heights," the young sword immortal said calmly. "The Great Dao is eternal, the laws are perfect. We don't need to invent, we can simply learn and imitate. By integrating the teachings of hundreds of schools into ourselves, we can also defeat our enemies."
"Forget it. I can't argue with someone as frigid as you. I need to get down to business."
The lich finally reduced the amount of obscene language and said something serious.
As he spoke, he waved his staff, opened up a different dimension of space he had created, and took out a fist-sized ball of light from it.
The ball of light became exceptionally bright after it came into contact with this world.
It is clearly a dead object, but it unexpectedly presents a joyful feeling like a young swallow returning to its nest.
"Let Grandpa Gris see if this thing really works. It's so old, and we finally found it after crossing so many realms. I hope it wasn't a wasted trip for us brothers."
The lich Gris muttered to himself as he used his magical power to suspend the fist-sized ball of light in the air, and gently tapped it with his giant magic wand that was as tall as a person.
The next moment, the halo erupting from the ball of light became brighter, as if it had been given life and began to move in a certain direction.
Feeling the power of this guidance, the lich Gris couldn't help but let out a creepy cackle with his shrunken vocal cords:
"Ahaha! It worked! Zhao Changhe, did you see that? The guidance left behind by Old Deng, who died tens of thousands of years ago and has passed through countless hands, is actually still useful."
"Oh"
The young swordsman named Zhao Changhe's expressionless face also showed a hint of smile, unable to hide the joy in his heart.
"Rumor has it that the Weapon Refining God left countless inheritances and countless divine weapons in his home world before ascending to heaven. If one were lucky enough to share one or two, it would be a great joy, and there might be hope for enlightenment."
"What the hell are you daydreaming about? Inheritance and divine weapons? That old god of weapon refinement, Deng, has been dead for who knows how long. Even the old man who got the guidance before us is dead now. You expect to be the first to eat something we found by robbing corpses? What are you dreaming of?"
The lich Gris opened his mouth and uttered a series of bird songs and flowers. His shriveled eyes, which were swaying with scarlet soul fire, couldn't help but roll their eyes.
"Who knows how many times that old man has cleaned up this world over the years? Maybe when we go there, we'll find that even the ground has been plowed away by that old coffin."
"Hmm, maybe it's even worse than we thought. What if that old bastard also got it from someone else's corpse? By the time it gets to us, this guidance token might have already passed through eighteen hands, and there's nothing left."
"Don't forget, that old bastard is also an expert at stabbing people in the back. He has killed many of his own people in order to get to the top."
Zhao Changhe: “.”
After a long silence, he finally uttered a few words: "I despise working with such a despicable person. The Weapon Refining Divine Lord was a brilliant figure tens of thousands of years ago, rising like a meteor. The legacy he left behind before he achieved enlightenment would certainly not favor such a despicable person."
"Okay, okay, okay, how pure and innocent are you? You can shatter a planet with one sword and destroy billions of mortals without mercy. You are so fucking noble. You must be as tall as a three or four-story building."
Gris cursed angrily.
As he spoke, he reached out and grasped the ball of light, weighing it in his hand.
From the light that had slightly reduced its brightness, it could be roughly seen that the body inside the ball of light was an ancient remnant that had experienced many vicissitudes of life.
It looks like the head of a hammer.
"If you're not bragging here, why don't you just move those long, noble legs and move them? This thing's pointing in several directions. Either it's been a bit out of place for too long, or the inheritance you've been so eager for has already been taken by someone else, and they've even been separated. If you don't leave now, you won't even be able to eat warm shit."
"You! How can you be so vulgar! So vulgar!"
This sarcastic tone directly made Zhao Changhe complain about Hong Wen.
It took me several seconds to finally spit out these two and a half words to fight back.
Even though they have been partners for so long, Zhao Changhe still can't stand the lich Gris's bad mouth.
Especially after this guy absorbed the souls of many powerful gods from Blue Star Shenzhou, he mastered a lot of language arts with the eighteen generations of ancestors as the core and shit, urine and fart as the attack radius.
That already talkative mouth seemed to have evolved to a super degree. Even the undead creatures under Gris's command could hardly stand the chattering of such a foul-mouthed person.
He even once told a golden skeleton with weaker stress resistance that its soul heart collapsed and its soul fire dissipated.
"Fuck your mother's legs, you're so awesome, don't come over here, just stand here and don't move until I come back. If you move, I'll break your legs and break your flying sword!"
The lich Gris didn't tolerate him at all. He swung his staff while breathing sweet words, and a gorgeous magic circle consisting of nested hexagrams appeared under him.
The majestic Frost Bone Dragon suddenly appeared with a biting frost breath, and its bones were a gorgeous black color that shone like obsidian.
The Mourning Bone Dragon carried Gris on its back and flew high into the sky, quickly gliding in a certain direction. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.
Zhao Changhe, who was suddenly scolded again, had his face switching back and forth between blue, red and white, just like a neon light.
A moment later, he flicked his sleeves and chased after him on his sword.
Just as these two alien visitors with very different personalities came in pursuit of the inheritance, Lu Wenwu also brought Lin Yingfei to the famous Wuling Mountain Ascension Platform.
From a sensory perspective alone, Wuling Mountain looks quite magnificent.
The height, the momentum, the story background, the gimmicks, the buffs are all maxed out.
If it were on Blue Star, charging 120 yuan for the ticket would probably be no problem.
Perhaps because most of the warriors are engaged in war or training, Wuling Mountain is extremely deserted.
Apart from Lu Wenwu, Maomao, and Lin Yingfei who came here to check in, there was no human presence within a radius of dozens of miles.
When he arrived at the so-called ascension platform on the top of the mountain, Lu Wenwu's expression became a little strange.
Just as Lin Yingfei said in the previous story, there doesn't seem to be anything magical here. It's just a stone platform that looks simple and majestic and full of ancient feeling.
It is about nine meters square, which is not a very large area.
However, there is nothing strange about this ascension platform, which is the biggest oddity in itself.
It stands squarely on the top of the mountain, blending seamlessly with the peak, as if it were carved directly from the mountain itself.
But there are no traces of artificial excavation or carving on it. It is integrated with the entire mountain, as if it was born in this way and was naturally meant to grow into this shape.
This reminded Lu Wenwu of how he looked when he saw those magical weapons before.
How similar are the two?
The pale golden light was reflected on Lu Wenwu's pupils. The Eyes of True Vision had been fully opened. These eyes, which had the ability to break through illusions and penetrate the underworld, were like a sharp sword.
Cut through all the fog that blocks your way, follow the fragments of history upstream, and reach the truest essence.
The Eye of True Vision, which usually only takes a moment to produce results, took a full minute this time to present the analyzed results to Lu Wenwu.
[Incomplete Ascension Platform/Heaven and Earth Bridge Core (None)]: ??? / ???
【Cultivation】: None
Current Status: Incomplete, blocked, partially damaged
[Analysis]: This is the place where the Weapon Refining Divine Lord transcended tribulation in ancient times, shattering the void and stepping into boundless chaos. Tempered by the thunder tribulation of ascension, it was infused with a trace of the essence of the Great Dao, allowing it to transform. Within it remains a portion of the Weapon Refining Divine Lord's legacy. Later discovered and partially renovated by ???, it became the core supporting the operation of the Heaven and Earth Corridor Bridge. Due to repeated damage, repairs, and alterations, it remains somewhat incomplete, and contains multiple layers of array formations.
Lu Wenwu's eyes lit up when he saw the analysis results.
There really is something!
This trip was not in vain!
He read the analysis word by word, analyzing the information given in it.
Lu Wenwu guessed that the ascended warrior named Weapon Refining God should be the ancient giant he saw in the memory of the Seven Killing Blood Knife.
Since he is already known as the God of Weapon Refining, it is highly likely that all the magical weapons that harm living beings on the continent and are used to raise poisonous insects are his masterpieces.
If nothing unexpected happens, those first light balls should be?
But why?
Why have these magical weapons, which were supposed to be passed down as martial arts traditions, become like this now?
And this Heaven and Earth Corridor Bridge was actually transformed by an unknown person after the God of Weapon Refining ascended to heaven.
This was something Lu Wenwu had not expected.
So these magical weapons at the beginning did not have the ability to revive infinitely and return to the laws of heaven and earth?
It's all full of weirdness.
Now that he was here, Lu Wenwu decided to explore deeper.
Since the Eye of Analysis indicates that there is a legacy belonging to the God of Weapon Refining, I have to see what is going on.
The golden light in Lu Wenwu's eyes became increasingly rich and profound, and a powerful dragon might burst out.
Let me see what's going on!
(End of this chapter)
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