Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 1402 First Entry into the Sacred Mountain

Without orders from above, the hundred or so people from the two tribes dared not move, especially since the chief was acting in their best interests.

"It seems everyone is eager to prove themselves," the chief of the Dazhu tribe said with a smile, transmitting his thoughts telepathically. "But we mustn't let this enthusiasm cloud our judgment."

“Indeed.” The leader of the Great Wilderness Tribe nodded in agreement and transmitted his thoughts through divine sense: “However, the people sent by the five great holy sects this time are extraordinary. What do you think, Brother Kongzhu?”

"What else can we do but look? We can only look with our eyes. Some things are beyond our reach. In this chaotic world, resources are scarce, and life is getting worse every day. Let's go!" The leader of the Dazhu tribe replied telepathically.

Then, the two smiled at each other and gave the order to set off. They then transformed into two streaks of light and flew into the Epoch Divine Mountain first.

Seeing this, everyone responded to the call and displayed their unique abilities. In an instant, various movement techniques were used, and everyone disappeared from their original spot like arrows, rushing towards the direction of the Epochal Divine Mountain.

Lu Chen quickly found Pei Hu and Wu Qingyan, and then they went together.

When they arrived at the foot of the Epochal Mountain, the first thing that caught their eye was a vast and boundless forest.

Instantly, a rich aura of divine crystal wafted over, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.

However, Lu Chen frowned slightly, because he keenly sensed a mysterious power permeating the surroundings. He was very familiar with this power; it was the same power in the Sky Time Tower that could accelerate the flow of time.

“The atmosphere here…” Lu Chen frowned and pondered, “It seems that the time speed in the Epochal Divine Mountain is indeed faster than outside, but it is far less terrifying than the Sky Tower of Time.”

"Lu Chen, what's wrong?" Pei Hu asked, puzzled, when he saw Lu Chen's furrowed brows.

"It's nothing, let's be careful," Lu Chen replied briefly, but his eyes remained alert, scanning his surroundings to be ready to deal with any unexpected events.

The flow of time here isn't very fast, so it's normal that Pei Hu didn't notice it. If he were to move closer to the center, he would definitely be able to notice it clearly.

No wonder that cultivator surnamed Wei said there was a time vortex deep within Mount Jiyuan. If Lu Chen had some doubts before, since it's understandable that rumors can be exaggerated sometimes, he was now 100% certain that those rumors were true.

At the same time, Wu Qingyan suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Look, that's the Seven-Colored Holy Spirit Mushroom!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen and Pei Hu followed her gaze and saw a Ganoderma lucidum radiating brilliant light growing quietly under an ancient tree not far ahead.

Its surface shimmers with a seven-colored radiance, like a rare treasure from a dream. It is said that the Seven-Colored Holy Spirit Mushroom has extremely high medicinal value, capable of greatly enhancing cultivators' cultivation levels, and also possessing the ability to cure various intractable diseases.

Just as Wu Qingyan was about to pick some, Pei Hu immediately grabbed her arm and said with a serious expression, "Wait, don't act rashly!"

Lu Chen's divine sense quickly extended over there, and he discovered that these lights were not formed naturally, but were emitted by some kind of hidden formation.

Moreover, this formation is clearly not designed to protect the Ganoderma lucidum; rather, it resembles a meticulously laid trap, waiting for careless individuals to fall into its trap.

This possibility cannot be ruled out. Even those who have cultivated to their level may overlook details when they encounter extraordinary treasures due to their overwhelming excitement.

At this moment, Wu Qingyan immediately noticed the problem upon examining the area with her divine sense, and then said in a deep voice:

"It really was a trap! Luckily you stopped me, or I would have fallen for it."

However, before he could finish speaking, four figures instantly appeared around Lu Chen, Pei Hu, and Wu Qingyan, surrounding the three of them.

All four were dressed in black robes, with cold and stern faces and a hint of ruthlessness in their eyes.

The leader, a disdainful sneer playing on his lips, spoke in an almost mocking tone:

"Since you've realized this is a trap, so what? Hand over your storage rings now, and perhaps I can spare your lives. Otherwise..." His eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, "you'll only face death."

Upon seeing this, Pei Hu frowned. After carefully examining the group, he immediately used his divine sense to transmit his voice to Lu Chen and Wu Qingyan, saying, "This is bad. They are all from the Xuanming Holy Sect. Anyway, we don't have anything good in our storage rings. Should we just give them to them?"

However, Lu Chen calmly replied, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. Can the two of you hold off two of them?"

After a moment's thought, Pei Hu replied telepathically, "The problem isn't too big, but..."

"If there are no problems, then things will be much easier." Lu Chen quickly interrupted, replying via telepathy. Then, his figure flashed and vanished from the spot.

At the same time, the four cultivators from the Xuanming Holy Sect noticed a slight change in Lu Chen and his companions' expressions and immediately realized that they were communicating through telepathy. They promptly reprimanded them:

"What are you guys whispering about? Don't think we can't see through telepathic communication. Today..." But before he could finish speaking, he found that Lu Chen's figure had already disappeared.

"Kill them all, leave no one alive." The leader waved his hand and gave the order when he saw that Lu Chen dared to resist. His voice was full of ruthlessness because he did not expect that the person he regarded as prey would dare to resist. This was undoubtedly a challenge to his authority.

At the same moment, Lu Chen appeared silently behind the tall man, like a ghost.

He gripped a gleaming broadsword tightly in his hand, like a demon summoned from hell, brimming with boundless killing intent, and slashed straight at his opponent's neck.

The speed of the slash was lightning fast, and the angle was incredibly tricky, as if it were about to sever the man's head in one blow.

However, the black-robed cultivator's reaction speed was beyond imagination. It was as if he had anticipated Lu Chen's attack. Just as the blade was about to touch him, he suddenly turned to the side and avoided the fatal blow at an incredible angle.

Not only that, but as the black-robed cultivator turned to the side, he also swiftly struck out with his palm. The power of this palm strike was like a tidal wave, the wind howling as it swept in, bringing with it a fierce gale.

A fierce wind raged, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by the force of the palm strike, emitting sharp whistling sounds.

In an instant, the blade light and the palm wind collided fiercely in mid-air, producing a deafening roar. This roar, like a thunderclap, echoed through the forest.

Seeing Lu Chen's ferocity, Pei Hu and Wu Qingyan also acted quickly, each facing their opponent.

Pei Hu, with his agile movements, engaged in fierce close combat with a tall, thin man in black robes, their fists and feet clashing and making a series of whooshing sounds.

Wu Qingyan, wielding a longsword whose tip gleamed, her eyes sharp, showed no sign of backing down as she faced the burly, black-robed cultivator…