Night of Despair-Chapter 574 - 572 blockade 2

Yu Hong noticed that on the blood-colored high hats worn by the two men, he could vaguely see a shadow of a black planet slowly rotating.

And on their foreheads below, there were also black sun patterns. Instantly, he understood.

"Heavenly Sun Sect...."

He wondered where these remnants came from. Now it was clear they were just disguised defectors, which is why they could exist for so many years.

"Looks like you know us. Back then, Qinghe Mountain exterminated our Taiwang Blood Saber Sect. We brothers swore that even if we fell into the Source Disaster, we would kill all the surviving remnants of Qinghe Mountain! You are the 1,013th batch of Qinghe Mountain remnants we’ve killed!" One of the two men said calmly.

"In fact, after killing for so long, we have already become bored, but knowledge needs to be supplemented. It’s a good excuse to supplement our knowledge."

"Brother Wu Chen, this time I wasn’t wrong about the reward...."

On the other side, a woman in a long purple dress slowly appeared, wearing various jewelry made of purple crystal.

"That’s right, the reward is at the old spot, take it yourself. Next, you can leave.... hmm!?"

Suddenly, the two from the Blood Saber Sect’s faces changed.

"Where are they!?"

Yu Hong and Quan He, who were just in front of them, had disappeared!?

The two brothers reacted instantly, looking towards the Black Black Spirit direction.

Sure enough, they saw Yu Hong and Quan He already standing by a window, looking this way.

"When did they go back!?" Wu Chen suppressed the shock in his heart.

"I don’t know, I just felt my eyes blur...." his younger brother Wu Ran’s face was ugly.

"Do you think hiding in a broken house guarantees your safety!?" Wu Chen felt he had lost face, his gaze becoming even colder.

He raised the scimitar in his hand.

"Blood Rain Dao Scripture."

Suddenly, countless blood-red runes lit up on the surface of the scimitar, like numerous blood-colored ants, constantly climbing on the blade.

"Break!!"

Wu Chen swung the scimitar forward in a slash.

Hiss!!

A thin blade light shot out of his hand. Initially small, as it flew rapidly, it began to lengthen swiftly, from three meters to five meters, five meters to ten meters, ten meters to a hundred meters!

In an instant, when it reached the front of the Black Black Spirit Gate, it was already a thousand-meter-long gigantic blade light.

In the next moment, the blade light slashed fiercely onto the safety house door.

Clang!!

Circles of bloos-colored ripples accompanied by vibrations, constantly spread out and exploded around.

Soon, the ripples dissipated, and the door of the safety house remained undamaged.

Through the glass window, Yu Hong and Quan He were pointing and commenting on the power of that slash.

The faces of Wu Chen and his brother darkened, they exchanged a look, and instantly rushed towards Black Black Spirit Gate with their blades.

Swish!!

The two flew into two red lines, with lightning speed, rapidly circling and slashing around Black Black Spirit.

In just a few seconds, they had slashed out thousands of dense, blood-colored blade lights.

Clang clang clang clang!!

The safety house continuously suffered slashes, but....

To the brothers’ shock, not even a mark was left on the outer walls of the door....

"I don’t believe this!!" Wu Chen gripped his blade with both hands, raised it over his head, and an endless black mist crazily flooded into the blade.

"Sword Technique of Ten Thousand Worlds!!"

This was a powerful Absolute Killing Technique of the Blood Saber Sect, one that forcefully squeezed out three times the usual power of a strike but at a great cost to the body. Given Wu Chen had become a Black Tide Creature, losing half his life meant he recovered in seconds.

With determination, he struck continuously, forming a sea of blood-colored blade lights slashing at the outer walls of Black Black Spirit.

Bang bang bang bang!!!

Under the continuous strikes, faint white marks finally started appearing on the outer walls of the safety house.

Boom!

Wu Chen’s scimitar broke due to the intense strikes.

"I don’t believe this! Can’t even take down a lowly disciple!?" His eyes bloodshot, he condensed another black blade and madly hacked at the safety house again.

His younger brother joined the hacking process as well.

As time passed by.

Yu Hong and Quan He, after watching for a while, found it boring and went back to their rooms to continue cultivating.

Before leaving, Yu Hong couldn’t help but yawn.

This made Wu Chen and his brother’s heart burn with rage, feeling deeply humiliated.

They slashed even more fiercely.

Time passed slowly, speeding by.

In an instant, more than a month had passed.

In space, the Black Black Spirit Safety House drifted aimlessly into the distance, with two blood-robed men weakly slashing blood-colored blade lights at the safety house’s back.

"They haven’t given up yet?" Quan He, wearing a bathrobe after a shower and with a face mask on, walked to the window and asked.

Yu Hong, cooking a hotpot alone, looked up at the window.

"Yeah, they’re quite persistent. Could it be that Supreme Blood Blade Sect’s Sword Technique has the effect of refining willpower? I’ve seen it for so many days, I’ve even learned their sword technique. Maybe I’ll practice it myself another day."

He opened a pack of frozen venison and placed it into the small electromagnetic hot pot.

"Want some? I made some tasty chili sauce."

"Sure. It’s been a while since I had it. By the way, I’ve come up with an answer to the question you asked last time." Quan He sat down cross-legged, condensed his True Yuan, conjured up bowl and chopsticks, and started eating right away.

"To delve deeper into Micro, you should head towards the source of your thoughts. What constitutes the core of thinking? Sensuality, rationality, and sublimation can’t truly dissect spiritual thoughts in finer detail." She stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth. "The foundation of thoughts should be information. Basic cognitive information is needed first to have logic, then emotions."

Yu Hong pondered over this.

"Recently, I’ve been reading the Sect’s Nascent Soul Encyclopedia that my master prepared for me. It mentioned that the essence of spiritual thoughts is not much different from many forces flowing in the external world. The real difference lies in the construction."

"Bio-electric energy forms thoughts and spirit; other energies can too."

"Indeed, so the next step into Micro, I suggest you meditate thoroughly, capturing each fleeting thought and then reducing the number of thoughts until only one remains. Repeat that one thought continuously, and then deconstruct it, examining where it originates, how it transfers, and then how it forms." offered Quan He.

"I’ve learned a lot." Yu Hong nodded. Quan He’s words gave him an actionable direction.

After all, just following the methods from the classical books felt somewhat hollow.

"By the way, is your Golden Core stabilized?" Yu Hong veered the conversation.

"Almost, but cultivation at the Golden Core Stage is much slower than during the Foundation Establishment Stage. It’s at least ten times slower!" Quan He had seen Yu Hong’s exaggerated speed; comparing it to himself felt like comparing a car to a snail, the disparity was enormous.

"Take your time; cultivation is a slow grinding process. You can’t rush it." Yu Hong comforted him.

"Are you at the Nascent Soul Late Stage now? Why have I been hearing thunder outside these past few days?" Quan He asked.

"Just reached the Middle Stage, not that fast." Yu Hong chuckled bitterly. "It’ll take at least another two months."

"....." Quan He almost choked on the meat in his mouth. How many years did it take Bai Sheng to reach the Late Stage?

"Don’t compare yourself to me. Really...." Yu Hong sighed. "I’m different from ordinary people. My talent is actually quite average; it’s just that I got lucky."

"...." Quan He decided to keep his head down and continue eating, not paying him any attention.

"I plan to go back for a while. The Heavenly Tribulation is over. Earlier, I sensed the positions of Ku Chan and the others, and everything is fine." Yu Hong continued.

"Your ship, go wherever you want. I’m just hitching a ride. It’s good enough that you don’t charge me rent." Quan He was very self-aware.

"Junior Sister, don’t be disheartened. Building a safety house is not something that happens overnight." Yu Hong comforted. "Don’t try to compare with me; I’m different. I just got lucky."

"I’m full!" Quan He stood up abruptly. She really couldn’t listen to this anymore.

Watching Quan He leave, Yu Hong shook his head. He was speaking the truth, but no one believed him.

Turning his head, he looked out the window at Wu Chen and his brother still valiantly hacking at the safety house.

With a sigh, he continued to eat his hot pot.

At this moment, the safety house began to manifest the Wind Disaster Color Line around it.

Countless colored lines wrapped around it and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Trying to escape!!" Wu Chen, who was almost out of strength, saw the safety house attempting to flee and felt sure that Yu Hong was at his limit.

"It’s almost down, chase it!!"

Younger brother Wu Ran also perked up, the two brothers, with sunken eyes and tired faces, mustered their strength and charged into the Wind Disaster Color Line, disappearing as well.

Only the woman in the purple dress was left, shaking her head helplessly and disappearing into the air with a sigh.

Whoosh...

Within the numerous flowing Wind Disaster Color Lines, Black Black Spirit was swiftly darting and flying through the lines, with Wu Chen and Wu Ran, the two blood-clad men, hanging on its outer wall. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

As soon as they entered, they sensed something amiss—the intensity of the wind disaster around them was too high.

This was deep within another Source Disaster. Not only did they fail to receive any support from the Black Disaster, but they were also continuously depleting their own black mist to protect themselves, avoiding being sliced into countless pieces by the Wind Disaster Color Lines, disappearing in an instant.

"Wait! Which direction is this house heading!?" Wu Chen clung to the Black Black Spirit’s outer wall with all his might, looking around.

"No idea, but I feel a familiar energy approaching fast." Younger brother Wu Ran replied urgently.

As the two brothers struggled with their fatigued bodies to fend off the invasion of the color lines, the surroundings suddenly went dark.

The lights inside the safety house were turned off, and the color lines outside quickly turned black.

They seemed to have entered a pitch-black tunnel.

Soon, a few minutes later.

Pop!

The safety house suddenly burst into a vast black plain.

The surroundings opened up completely, with no trace of Wind Disaster Color Lines. Instead, a dense aura of the Black Disaster filled the area.

The dense black mist of the Black Disaster immediately excited Wu Chen and Wu Ran.

"This place... actually...!!" The two let go of their grip on the safety house’s outer wall, floating into the air and surveying the area.

"What is this place!? The black mist here is even denser than near the mother tree’s branches!!?" Wu Chen exclaimed.

"Exhilarating!! Hahaha!! It’s exhilarating!! This power, I feel it, power pouring into my body!!" Wu Ran stretched his arms wide, a dark red blood glow emanating from his body.

It was a sign of an impending breakthrough.

"Brother, do you feel it? This force...." Pop!!

Wu Ran’s voice abruptly ceased.

The red glow burst like a balloon, instantly dissipating into darkness again.

"Aran!?" Wu Chen’s heart sank, carefully transmitting his voice.

"Aran!? Don’t scare me!?" He cautiously felt his way toward his brother, his black blade illuminating with dense blood-red characters, summoning the full power of the Blood Saber Technique.

"Aran.... where are you??"

"Ah!!" A scream suddenly echoed.

A black shadow flashed once more. The blood-red characters on the black blade shattered and extinguished with a clang, and everything returned to calm.

Only the faint sounds of flesh being chewed could be heard....

Inside the safety house, Yu Hong sighed as he pulled up the shield.