111: Chapter 111 Burial Abyss? The Tomb of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, My Blessed Land

Inside the Taihe Hall of the Da Qian Imperial City.

"Immortal Burial Abyss..."

Lin Que tossed aside the Dark Gold Fiend Stone, its essence already drained, and looked at the Chen Family Old Ancestor with a deep gaze.

"The name is quite imposing. How exactly is it a death trap? Even The Demon Cult Leader at the Soul Transformation Stage doesn't dare to explore it?"

The Chen Family Old Ancestor swallowed hard, a look of deep reverence and fear flashing in his eyes.

"My Lord, The Demon Cult Leader doesn't go because he doesn't dare. Ten thousand years ago, the first generation cult leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult, a brilliant Soul Transformation Peak powerhouse, tried to force his way into the Immortal Burial Abyss to find a chance for Ascension."

"In the end, he only stayed inside for half an hour before fleeing in madness. Not only did his Soul Transformation Dao foundation completely rot, but his entire body grew red hair, and within three days, he turned into a pool of blood emitting a strange fragrance!"

"Oh?"

Lin Que raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.

Even a Soul Transformation Peak powerhouse grew red hair and turned into blood? This dungeon's difficulty level is impressive.

"According to ancient records, the Immortal Burial Abyss didn't exist thirty thousand years ago."

The Chen Family Old Ancestor lowered his voice, as if afraid of disturbing some mysterious existence.

"Rumor has it that a True Immortal from the Upper Realm was struck down from the heavens, crashing into the Central Continent and creating a ten-thousand-mile rift!"

"The True Immortal perished, and his flesh and resentment turned into the persistent immortal fall miasma. That miasma doesn't harm Mortals, but it specifically counters cultivators! The higher the cultivation, the faster they die. Once a trace is inhaled, the True Yuan in the body will be forcibly assimilated and corroded by the broken Immortal Dao Laws!"

"immortal fall miasma... broken Immortal Dao Laws..."

Lin Que rubbed his chin.

If anyone else heard those eight words, they'd probably grow two extra legs to run away.

But in Lin Que's ears, they automatically translated to: "Ownerless Advanced energy" and "top-tier fertilizer to advance my Nascent Soul"!

"Very good."

Lin Que stood up and patted the Chen Family Old Ancestor's shoulder, nearly knocking the old man over.

"Old Chen, this information is very valuable."

"You and Old Li keep an eye on things in the Central Continent. The progress of training the troops cannot stop. Formations, Medicinal Pills, Magic Treasures—I want to see the first batch of the army ready within three months."

Lin Que flicked his wrist, and the Immortal Artifact starfall turned into a streak of dark gold light, merging into his back.

"Green Fish, pack up."

"Come with me to this Soul Transformation grave. We're going to... offer some incense to that fallen Immortal."

...

Three days later. The Far West of the Central Continent, at the edge of the Immortal Burial Abyss.

This was a barren Gobi desert where not a single blade of grass grew.

The sky here seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible giant hand. A rift valley a hundred miles wide and of unknown length stretched across the world like a hideous scar on the earth.

Standing at the edge of the rift, a layer of grey-gold mist, almost tangible, floated in the bottomless darkness.

"Young Master Lin... what an oppressive aura."

Su Qingyu stood beside Lin Que, her beautiful face slightly pale.

Her Innate Dao Body was extremely sensitive to the Laws of heaven and earth.

In her perception, the grey-gold mist ahead was filled with chaos, violence, and a broken Law that was both lofty and twisted to the extreme.

"Screech—!!"

Just then, an eagle's cry echoed from the sky.

An Iron-Clad Spirit Eagle with a wingspan of over thirty feet and a cultivation at the fifth rank (comparable to the Early Nascent Soul Stage) accidentally flew over the Immortal Burial Abyss while chasing prey.

Just the edge of its wings touched a trace of that grey-gold immortal fall miasma.

"Awoo!!"

The Iron-Clad Spirit Eagle, whose body was harder than refined steel, suddenly let out a piercingly shrill cry.

Before Su Qingyu's horrified eyes, the eagle's flesh melted instantly like snow under a scorching sun! Even its bones turned into grey-white powder within three breaths, scattering into the abyss.

"Hiss—"

Su Qingyu sucked in a cold breath.

A Great Demon at the Early Nascent Soul Stage couldn't even last a single breath?!

"It is indeed a bit poisonous."

Lin Que stood at the edge of the cliff, looking at the churning grey-gold miasma below. Not only did he not retreat, but the purple-gold light in his eyes grew even brighter.

"Green Fish, hold onto your god-sealing jade bowl tightly. It can shield you from Karma perception and keep you safe."

Lin Que gave a reminder, then stepped forward without hesitation, floating directly above the lethal miasma.

"System, it's dinner time. Check if this Immortal Qi is 'ripe'."

[Detected high-dimensional Law remnants (immortal fall miasma)!]

[Analysis: Contains 1% high-level Immortal Dao matter, 99% decayed resentment and assimilation toxins!]

[Warning: This substance has an underlying Law attribute of 'forcibly stripping a cultivator's Dao foundation'. Contact is fatal for those at the Nascent Soul Stage!]

[Logical restructuring initiated—reverse purification and antibody implantation!]

[Operation 1: Tamper with the 'corrosion and assimilation' logic! Modify it to 'forcibly strip Immortal Dao Law fragments'!]

[Operation 2: Convert the stripped broken Immortal Dao Laws into 'harmless experience packs' and import them directly into the host's four-colored divine demon nascent soul!]

[Operation 3: Poisonous residue discharge—automatically convert into 'resistance antibodies' for the host's Major Achievement Demon God Body!]

"This level of poison is the kind of strong liquor a man should drink!"

Lin Que threw his arms wide, his chest swelling as he took a deep breath of the grey-gold miasma that could melt Soul Transformation old monsters!

"Whoosh—!!!"

A gale erupted! The immortal fall miasma within a ten-mile radius seemed to be drawn by a fatal attraction, turning into a grey-gold tornado that poured frantically into Lin Que's body through his nose and mouth!

"Young Master Lin!!"

Su Qingyu was so startled she almost dropped the bowl.

However.

Lin Que, suspended in mid-air, did not turn into ashes like the spirit eagle.

A dazzling four-colored firelight suddenly erupted from his body!

Purple (Destruction), White (Extreme Cold), Red (Vitality), Gold (Suppression)!

The Four-Colored Exotic Fire transformed into a heaven-and-earth furnace within Lin Que's Meridians!

The Immortal Dao Law fragments, their underlying logic tampered with by the System, were refined by the Four-Colored Exotic Fire into droplets of pure golden spiritual liquid, which fell onto the divine demon Nascent Soul in Lin Que's Dantian.

"Buzz!!!"

Lin Que's Nascent Soul snapped its eyes open and let out an incredibly satisfying roar.

[Ding! Absorbed broken Immortal Dao Law fragments!]

[Nascent Soul foundation is undergoing a qualitative change...]

[Current Realm: Middle Stage Nascent Soul Bottleneck... completely shattered!]

[Advancing toward the Late Nascent Soul Stage: Progress 10%... 30%...]

"Crack, crack, crack..."

As the Realm loosened, Lin Que's Major Achievement Demon God Body, which possessed ten million catties of force, also emitted bone-cracking sounds like thunder.

Faint golden Immortal Dao patterns began to intertwine with the purple-gold demon patterns on his body, forming an unprecedentedly strange yet divine Physique!

"Refreshing!"

Lin Que exhaled a breath of turbid Qi.

Just one breath of the peripheral miasma had shattered the Realm barrier that had stuck him for a whole month, and he had already stepped halfway into the Late Nascent Soul Stage!

If he went to the bottom of the abyss and found the core remains of that fallen True Immortal... never mind Nascent Soul Perfection, even reaching Soul Transformation on the spot was possible!

"Let's go! Let's head down and see!"

Lin Que's figure was like lightning as he took Su Qingyu and dived into the endless abyss as a streak of light.

...

Thirty thousand feet below the Immortal Burial Abyss.

The immortal fall miasma here was so dense it had almost turned liquid. Even for Lin Que, his vision was obstructed, and he could only see about a hundred feet around him.

Clack.

Lin Que's feet landed on a giant meteorite fragment floating in the darkness.

"It's so quiet..."

Su Qingyu followed closely behind Lin Que, her scalp tingling.

There was no sound of wind, no chirping of insects, and even the flow of Spiritual Qi had stopped. The deathly silence was enough to drive one mad.

But Lin Que's left eye ignited with a deep purple flame in the darkness.

"Quiet?"

Lin Que rested his hand on the hilt of the blade on his back, his lips curling into a bloodthirsty arc.

"Green Fish, didn't your Innate Dao Body tell you that we've been surrounded?"

Just as he finished speaking.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

In the dense grey-gold miasma all around, pairs of crimson eyes suddenly lit up!

Then, dozens of figures, gaunt as sticks, wrapped in grey-white bandages and emitting a strong stench of decay, slowly crawled out from the meteorites in all directions.

Some of these figures wore robes from ancient Daoist sects, and some even wore Elder robes from the Heavenly Demon Cult from ten thousand years ago!

But they no longer had any breath of life; they were only driven by a twisted obsession forcibly enslaved by the broken Immortal Dao Laws.

Immortal Qi Dao Slaves!

Over the millennia, all the top powerhouses who died in the Immortal Burial Abyss were assimilated by the resentment of the fallen True Immortal, becoming Puppets guarding this place!

And among this group of Dao slaves, the three old men standing at the front emitted an aura that was breathtakingly—Half-step Spirit Transformation Realm!

"The living... die..."

The leading Half-step Spirit Transformation Realm Dao slave let out a raspy roar. A rusty ancient sword in its hand, carrying a grey light that could corrode everything, instantly pierced through the Void Realm, pointing straight at Lin Que's forehead!

Its speed completely exceeded the limits of the Nascent Soul Stage!

"System? No need."

Looking at the fatal sword strike, Lin Que's eyes became more fanatical than ever.

He had just devoured Immortal Dao fragments and stepped halfway into the Late Nascent Soul Stage; his body's ten million catties of force were itching for a release!

Clang—!!!

The Immortal Artifact starfall was violently unsheathed!

"I'll use you old fossils..."

Lin Que gripped the blade with both hands, the four-colored divine demon nascent soul and the Major Achievement Demon God Body in perfect resonance at this moment!

...as the whetstone for me to break through to the Late Nascent Soul Stage!!"