Chapter 283: Entering the Inheritance Gigantic Peak

Chapter 283: Entering the Inheritance Gigantic Peak

Seizing the moment, Liu Xiong darted into the center of the Purple Heaven Holy Land assembly. His voice, dripping with scorn, challenged them, "Are you blatantly lying with your eyes wide open?" His face twisted in disdain as his gaze settled on the members of the Golden Proud Cult.

"The Inheritance Master warned of a great enemy's approach. Do you consider me that great enemy? The true enemies are the demons and those who practice demonic cultivation. As for me, I've always stood firm, cutting down such demons and their followers."

"A bunch of mere worms, driven by petty motives. You bicker amongst yourselves in the shadow of the Inheritance. It's pitiful, disgraceful, absolutely worthless!" With that, Liu Xiong's tirade came to a close.

"Old man, repeat that!" Bao Xunwu's voice was a dangerous hiss, his teeth gritted as he glared furiously at Liu Xiong. He seemed on the verge of lunging forward in rage. "Today, I swear I'll tear you apart a thousand ways!"

Ji Mingxiu stepped in, his demeanor cool and detached. "If you dare, then try," he challenged, his voice as icy as a midwinter chill. "For each of mine you harm, I'll claim a hundred of yours. Mark my words."

Bao Xunwu's hands formed tight fists, tension evident in every line of his frame. He stood there, caught between action and restraint.

Meanwhile, Gu Ran observed the tense confrontation between the Purple Heaven Holy Land and the Golden Proud Cult. Intriguing thoughts swirled in his mind:

'Liu Xiong is actually from the Purple Heaven Holy Land!?'

'One of the biggest powers in the Everflowing Truth Domain, the Purple Heaven Holy Land! Could the Heavenly Gu Society have been formed by members of the Purple Heaven Holy Land?'

'No, the mightiest in the Purple Heaven Holy Land are merely at the Dao Palace realm. The leader of the Heavenly Gu Society has to be of the Transcendence realm!'

'Furthermore, the history of the Heavenly Gu Society is undoubtedly more ancient than the Purple Heaven Holy Land's!'

'It would be more accurate to say Liu Xiong is a part of the Heavenly Gu Society and also has ties with the Purple Heaven Holy Land.'

'The Heavenly Gu Society seems to have woven its influence into many dominant forces within the Immortal Martial Continent.'

Moreover, he eagerly anticipated the Purple Heaven Holy Land and the Golden Proud Cult clashing head-on.

In his eyes, neither side was commendable!

Meanwhile, from a vantage point above, Jiang Chen surveyed the unfolding drama, his Villain's Eye sweeping meticulously over every supporting character.

He noted with interest that the Fate Value of every Golden Proud Cult member was in rapid decline.

Similarly, many from the Purple Heaven Holy Land saw their Fate Value dwindling, dangerously verging on a critical low.

Jiang Chen's eyebrows raised slightly. Deep in thought, he pondered, 'Is a major conflict about to break out?'

'But given the current situation, it seems unlikely for them to actually fight.'

'So, some twist is bound to occur, pushing the plot forward?' His divine sense continuously swept around, keenly observing every shift.

Suddenly, the towering peak emitted another resonating hum.

Following that event, an ancient and ethereal voice rang out once more. "Since none of you could obtain the inheritance on your own,"

"Dammit!" Bao Xunwu and his associates couldn't contain their frustration, witnessing the scene unfold. Temptation gnawed at them, urging them to dash towards the mountain's heart.

"Don't even consider it!" Ji Mingxiu, along with Yao Zong and Si Zhangjian, stationed themselves at the formation's entrance. Their icy stares locked onto Bao Xunwu and his group, warding them off.

In short order, every member of the Purple Heaven Holy Land had crossed into the formation's depths. As the last one passed, the formation barrier snapped shut.

Ji Mingxiu, accompanied by the other two, shot a final warning glance at Bao Xunwu's team before venturing deeper into the mountain.

Having expertly concealed himself, Jiang Chen seamlessly merged with the crowd. He quickly deduced that Gu Ran must've used the same strategy to sneak in.

The assembly pressed on.

Before long, they were met with a grand stone gate.

This entrance bore a resemblance to the previous formation barrier: the key was to channel Dao Yuan Power for access. Both Jiang Chen and Gu Ran discreetly latched onto a nearby Purple Heaven Holy Land cultivator, feeding their Dao Yuan Power in tandem and smoothly transitioning through the stone gate.

And they weren't alone in this tactic.

Many from the Purple Heaven Holy Land, driven by their eagerness, pooled their Dao Yuan Power collectively, hastening their passage through the gate.

Once inside, the group was faced with another gateway, this one shimmering with light.

Crossing this barrier was even more straightforward. Instead of Dao Yuan Power, it only required a hint of one's divine sense.

This divine sense was ethereal, unseen, and insubstantial. By merely extending a sliver and swiftly withdrawing it, one could progress without risk of detection.

In no time, they moved past this phase and reached the plaza paved with pristine white jade, leading up to the grand bronze entrance.

Accessing what lay beyond this door was just as uncomplicated.

All it took was the collective channelling of Dao Yuan Power from the attending cultivators.

Merely touching the bronze entrance allowed an understanding of its regulations, just as Bao Xunwu and his cohort had experienced before.

Rumble!

A deep, echoing rumble resounded as Dao Yuan Power from the gathered cultivators converged. The bronze entrance then slid open with ease, unveiling an expansive underground chamber of pristine white jade.

This was the sanctuary of the inheritances.

Eyes of every Purple Heaven Holy Land disciple sparkled with hope and expectation.

Yet, seasoned leaders like Ji Mingxiu managed to curb their enthusiasm. For they knew Jiang Chen had the counsel of two eminent Void Tribulation realm powerhouses - a privilege that eclipsed the allure of the dormant inheritances.

Suddenly, a light gate materialized, mirroring the bronze entrance. Characters slowly appeared on its surface, crafting the identical script Bao Xunwu and his group had deciphered earlier.