pjbooks Chapter 403 Whose name is engraved on the Ice-Covered Martial Stele? Outsiders force their way into
Chapter 403 Whose name is engraved on the Ice-Covered Martial Stele? Outsiders force their way into
"Your name is engraved on the monument."
As soon as Bai Zhi's words reached him, the void beneath Chen Yifan's feet cracked open.
Shenhou roared on the spot.
"Wait a minute!"
"What do you mean by engraving his name? How could a monument from the previous era know him?"
No one answered.
Chen Yifan didn't stop either.
The five source cores collided rapidly within the ring space, each impact causing numbness in the wound on his right arm.
The void closed up.
When it reappears, the chill seeps straight into your bones.
Chen Yifan landed on the edge of an ice rift valley, where the ice beneath his feet was so thick that the bottom was invisible.
Deep within the rift valley, a dark green light flickered slowly.
a bit.
Another one.
It doesn't resemble an altar.
It's closer to a frozen heart.
Bai Zhi's voice came back in, accompanied by static.
"Coordinates confirmed."
"Polar ice sheet, skeleton-06 outer perimeter."
"There is an old well reaction 3,700 meters below your feet; the main altar should be even deeper."
Chen Yifan glanced around.
There was no one to guard the altar.
There is no Holy Church-modified body.
There were no insect swarms, dragon bones, or warrior slaves.
The surrounding area was excessively clean.
Shenhou squeezed in from the main channel, his tone unusually calm and not sarcastic.
"Chen Yifan, don't be careless."
"The fewer people there are, the more pitfalls there are."
Chen Yifan stepped into the icy valley.
"rest assured."
"I have experience with making mistakes."
Shenhou was stunned for a second.
"What you're saying sounds very unlucky."
Chen Yifan did not reply.
The ice walls on both sides of the glacier are very high.
The further in you go, the faster the five source cores jump.
When we reached the narrowest point at the bottom of the valley, a muffled sound suddenly came from deep within the ice.
thump.
The entire icy valley swayed.
The next second, the ice wall in front of them cracked open from the middle.
A black stone tablet slowly rose up.
The stone tablet is not tall, only about two people high. The surface of the tablet is very old, with dark red marks frozen on it, the blood color frozen deep in the stone texture.
Chen Yifan stopped ten steps away.
Bai Zhi immediately began scanning.
"Don't get too close."
"This monument shows no signs of religious contamination."
"The seal above is from the old era of martial arts, and it is very intact."
The gray-white characters on the monument surface lit up.
The characters are very archaic.
Bai Zhi paused for a few seconds before sending the translation results.
"I can only recognize a portion of them."
"Those who are not of this world's destiny are not allowed to enter the well."
Chen Yifan's right ring suddenly became hot.
The second line of the inscription lit up.
[The cause and effect are severed.]
[Fate's trajectory is incomplete.]
[A person from outside the boundary.]
Shenhou exploded on the spot.
"Someone from outside the realm?"
"The headless dog said he wasn't from Earth, and this monument says the same thing?"
Bai Zhi immediately interrupted.
"Don't shout it in the channel!"
"The Holy Lord can hear us!"
But it was too late.
On the front lines of the celestial battlefield, the dark green tide outside the crack suddenly paused for a moment.
The Holy Lord did not scold him.
I didn't laugh.
It fell silent.
No one was making jokes in the channel anymore.
The sound of the rat came from beside the base of the array.
"It heard it."
Shenhou muttered a curse in a low voice.
"So what if I hear it? Do you think I'm afraid of it?"
The rat did not respond to him.
"Its inner thoughts were in disarray just now."
"I'm not angry."
"It's fear."
There was a brief silence on the channel.
The Rabbit immediately took over the scheduling.
"Tighten the defense line from the front."
"Everyone, don't let the Holy Lord take this opportunity to break through the blockade."
Then the Holy Lord's voice pressed in from outside the crack.
"Chen Yifan".
"Step aside from that monument."
Chen Yifan looked at the black monument and replied.
The more anxious you are, the more I want to touch you.
A low growl came from the severed neck of the Holy Lord.
The next moment, the external tide outside the crack suddenly accelerated.
Yin Hu punched the monster at the front, knocking it back, and took a half step back.
The metal beam on the Ugly Ox's shoulder was bent into an arc by the impact.
Wu Ma cursed under his breath and dragged his injured leg to fill in.
Shenhou raised his stick and swept it horizontally, hitting and cursing at the same time.
"The headless dog is desperate!"
"Chen Yifan, there must be something good in that tombstone of yours!"
Chen Yifan raised his hand and pressed it against the surface of the monument.
Before we even touched it, the black monument moved first.
A gray-white fist mark fell on the top of the monument.
There were no psionic fluctuations.
There is no skill light either.
Chen Yifan raised his arm to block.
boom!
He was smashed into the ice, and a large crater appeared on the ice beneath his feet.
A dull thud came from the bones.
Bai Zhi shouted urgently.
"Don't confront them head-on!"
"That's the remnant will of a warrior from the previous era!"
Chen Yifan stood up from the pit and shook his numb left arm.
"It won't let me dismantle it?"
Another line of text lit up on the black monument.
Those outside the boundary must not enter the well.
The second lingering intent descended.
This time it was an elbow strike.
Short, fast, heavy.
Chen Yifan dodged halfway to the side, but his shoulder was still grazed, and he flew sideways, crashing into the ice wall.
Large cracks appeared on the ice wall.
Shenhou's teeth ached at the sound.
"Did this monument really hit someone so hard?"
The rat chimed in.
"It didn't kill."
"They're testing him."
Bai Zhi immediately denied it.
"No, the old inscription determined that he was not allowed to enter the well, so logically he should have been expelled directly."
"It's now using twelve remnants of intent to suppress him."
"It's confirming something else."
The third lingering intent has already descended.
This time, it's the legs.
Chen Yifan had just pulled himself out of the ice wall when he was kicked in the knee, lost his balance, and was slammed into the bottom of the rift by a palm strike to the back.
Ice shards broke apart.
The five source cores vibrated even more violently within the ring space.
The black monument did not stop.
The fourth one.
The fifth one.
The sixth one.
Each one is different.
Fist, palm, elbow, knee, shoulder, step.
There's no fancy facade.
These are all killing methods used to suppress wells.
Chen Yifan was repeatedly slammed into the ice, but he always managed to get up again.
He didn't use the void.
No psionic power was used.
It didn't even allow the Purple Gold Pagoda to protect his physical body.
Bai Zhi finally panicked.
"What are you doing?"
"You'll get into trouble if you try to tough it out!"
Chen Yifan spat out the blood in his mouth, raised his hand to press on the dislocated shoulder bone, and pushed it back in with a snap.
"They're fighting the same thing."
Shenhou immediately pressed for answers.
"What is it?"
Chen Yifan looked up at the black monument.
The seventh residual intent has already been formed.
"Suppression."
As soon as he finished speaking, the seventh residual intent crashed down.
Chen Yifan didn't block it this time.
He took half a step forward and caught the punch in his chest.
boom!
A dull thud came from the sternum.
The ice beneath his feet sank, but he didn't fly off.
The Outer Path Heart Palace unfolded behind him.
The purple-gold phantom expanded outwards, violently trembling under the pressure of the gray-white remnant energy.
The monitoring values for Bai Zhi's side went way off the charts.
"You released the Heart Palace?"
"The old monument will treat you as a heretic and clean up your mess!"
The black monument indeed trembled.
On the surface of the monument, twelve gray and white lines lit up simultaneously.
[The heretic enters the well.]
【town.】
The twelve residual intents pressed down simultaneously.
Chen Yifan felt a sudden sinking feeling in his heart.
Dark red tentacles emerged from the edge, only to be shattered one by one by the remnant intent.
Even after it shattered, the purple-gold light did not fade.
The outline of the heart palace was actually compressed to make it appear even more solid.
Chen Yifan stepped into the ice with both feet, and the ring on his finger was so hot that it almost burned into his palm.
He didn't steal the moves.
No matter how strong his fists and feet are, they are not the way for him.
He stared at the point where the twelve lingering intents converged.
Each wisp of residual intent was used differently, but they all ultimately pressed down on the same core.
Put the fire back in the well.
Seal the door.
Keep outside things out.
Chen Yifan raised his right hand.
The theft of all things is activated.
The goal is not to leave a lingering impression.
It's not a black stele either.
It is the "suppressive intent" shared by the twelve residual intents.
The ring suddenly lit up.
The black monument roared.
The twelve residual intents turned simultaneously, all pressing down on Chen Yifan's right arm.
Bai Zhi's voice changed.
"They're turning on us!"
"Disconnect! This isn't energy; it's the martial will of an ancient era!"
Shenhou smashed the attacking outsider with a single blow, roaring until his voice was hoarse.
"Chen Yifan!"
"Don't ruin yourself!"
Chen Yifan's right arm was lacerated.
The blood was frozen by the wind and snow as soon as it started to flow.
He smiled.
"nice one."
"Since you're already here, don't be stingy."
The twelve lingering intents pressed down even more fiercely.
The external path and the heart palace were pressed until they contracted continuously.
On the purple-gold phantom, the dark red contamination was gradually worn away, revealing a clearer skeleton.
Chen Yifan bent his knees slightly.
He quickly stood up straight again.
The words on the black monument lit up again.
Those outside the boundary are not permitted to enter the well.
Chen Yifan looked up and spoke, his mouth clenched so hard it bled.
"I dismantled the Holy Altar."
"It's not your well."
The black monument was silent.
The lingering resentment has not faded.
Chen Yifan took a step forward.
The ice layer cracked.
"If you want to stop me, you can."
The second step.
The five source nuclei vibrated simultaneously.
"But don't try to pressure me with old rules."
third step.
The external path of the heart palace suddenly expanded outward.
The twelve residual intents were pushed back half an inch for the first time.
Chen Yifan raised his right fist.
There was no psionic light on the fist.
Only the suppressive intent he stole seeped into his bones, little by little.
The numbers on Bai Zhi's screen suddenly plummeted.
"etc!"
"The old stele did not continue to determine heretics!"
"It's re-verifying!"
The inscription on the black stele flickered.
[Not destined for this realm.]
[The town's condition is satisfactory.]
[Abnormal pollution load.]
[Cause and effect missing.]
[Reassessment...]
The Holy Lord's roar came from outside the crack in the sky.
"Destroy that monument!"
"Stop him!"
The dark green tide crashed wildly against the blockade layer.
Yin Hu's black and gold patterns on his arms surged, as he withstood a high-level heretic.
The Ugly Ox's shoulder armor was torn open on one side, but it still stubbornly held the gap open.
Wu Ma rushed into the outer path group and kicked the two self-destructing bodies back into the rift.
Shenhou smashed off the attacking tentacles with his staff and roared loudly into the channel.
"Did you hear me?"
"The headless dog ordered the destruction of the monument!"
"Chen Yifan, smash it!"
Chen Yifan rushed to the black monument.
The twelve lingering intentions merged together once more.
This time, he didn't dodge.
The outer path's inner palace receives the remaining intentions.
His right fist slammed into the monument.
Boom!
A heavy echo came from below the icy valley.
The first crack appeared on the black stele.
There was no dark green pollution inside the monument.
Inside was a grayish-white source core, with a few dark green patterns wrapped around its outer layer.
Those dark green lines are embedded in the source core, drawing energy from it.
Chen Yifan pressed down on the monument with his left hand and grabbed the source core directly with his right.
The black monument did not resist.
The last line of characters on the monument slowly emerged.
Those who wish to collect kernels are temporarily permitted to enter the well.
Bai Zhi was taken aback.
"It acknowledges you..."
Chen Yifan gripped the source core with his five fingers.
The theft of all things is activated.
This time, there was no retaliation.
The source core detached itself from the monument and fell into his palm.
The sixth one.
The first five source cores in the ring space fell silent for a moment.
The next second, all six source cores lit up with gray-white patterns.
The cracks in the black stele widened.
The entire monument is broken in the middle.
Chen Yifan took a half step back and caught a falling piece of the monument.
Half a sentence of text is engraved on the back of the stele.
Bai Zhi scans immediately.
"Let me translate..."
"Twelve wells...not agricultural tools."
"Well Master... Seal the Heavens..."
The words that followed were broken.
Chen Yifan put the stone tablet into his ring space.
A notification appeared in the Sky Channel.
[Power supply interrupted for frame-06.]
Six of the twelve main altars have been destroyed.
The main energy supply efficiency has dropped to 46%.
Shenhou burst into wild laughter.
"The sixth one!"
"Headless dog! Bark again!"
The Holy Lord did not retaliate.
Outside the crack, the dark green tide suddenly receded a little.
Rabbit immediately sensed something was wrong.
"Don't chase after them."
"What is it waiting for?"
Chen Yifan stood in front of the cracked black monument, about to ask Bai Zhi to report the seventh coordinate, when the ice beneath his feet suddenly trembled.
thump.
It's not the sixth well.
farther.
thump.
The second sound came from another direction.
thump.
Third tone.
Fourth tone.
Fifth tone.
Up to the twelfth tone.
Beneath the entire polar ice cap, twelve heartbeats resounded in succession.
The keyboard sounds on Bai Zhi's end stopped.
Two seconds later, her voice came through, very low.
"Chen Yifan..."
"The Twelve Main Altars..."
"They are all sealed hearts."