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The gray mist obscured most of the view, and a chilling aura permeated the air, giving a hair-raising feeling deep within.
Through the thin gray mist, one could see mounds of earth of varying sizes scattered across the ground. On these mounds, faint glimmers of various colors flickered, adding an eerie quality to the surrounding cold atmosphere.
This was the Heritage Site deep within the Colorful Sacred Realm!
"Is this... the Heritage Site?" Zuo Zongshou stared blankly at the scene in the distance, his expression one of disbelief.
Although it was not his first time entering the Colorful Sacred Realm, it was clearly his first visit to the core of this realm, witnessing the Heritage Site with his own eyes. However, what lay before them was vastly different from what he had imagined.
The distant Heritage Site did not exude the grandeur and sanctity he had envisioned; instead, it was enveloped in a chilling aura, resembling a graveyard.
"A graveyard? This is indeed a graveyard." Fang Chen shook his head, a bitter smile flashing across his face.
Having been buried by the Rainbow Saint, many bodies from the Heavenly Realm and even some Dao Sovereign Realm Experts remained here. Although their respective Heritage had been left behind, it did little to mask the fact that this was a graveyard. The term Heritage Site undoubtedly infused an illusion of brilliance into what was originally a grim burial ground in the minds of the disciples from the Seven Sects Conference.
Despite the scene before him being different from his original expectations, Fang Chen was clearly not an ordinary person. After a moment of astonishment, he quickly gathered his thoughts and lifted his foot to walk toward the Heritage Site.
After about ten breaths, Fang Chen and Zuo Zongshou arrived at the entrance of the Heritage Site.
From a distance, they had thought that the gray mist only shrouded the area above the Heritage Site, but as they approached, they discovered that similar to how Thunder Abyss was perpetually filled with frenzied lightning, this Heritage Site was surrounded by gray mist not just in mid-air but all around them.
As soon as one entered the Heritage Site, they would inevitably come into contact with this faint gray mist.
"These things..." Zuo Zongshou looked at the layer of gray mist swirling before him, his expression serious. The chilling aura emanating from this mist made him feel uncomfortable. Although he did not know what this gray mist was, he sensed that it was certainly not something good for them.
The gray mist enveloped them like a dividing line, separating the inside from outside of the Heritage Site. As Zuo Zongshou hesitated about whether to step forward into the site first to scout for Fang Chen, he noticed that Fang Chen, who had been standing still for some time, suddenly moved.
With a wave of his sleeve, a gentle force wrapped around a wisp of gray mist. Under his control, this wisp of mist—seemingly ready to disperse with a gust of wind—quickly settled into Fang Chen's palm and lightly descended.
When the gray mist touched his skin, an icy sensation suddenly emerged.
"Hmm?" Fang Chen raised an eyebrow. To his perception, after entering his body, that icy aura did not dissipate immediately; instead, it rapidly accumulated.
"Chill, the negative energy of two attributes associated with death, when accumulated in large amounts, can damage a warrior's vitality. In severe cases, it poses a risk of falling." After a thorough analysis of the overwhelming Soul Power, Fang Chen quickly reached a conclusion.
One cannot stay in the Heritage Site for too long!
The duration depends on the warrior's resistance to the Chill attribute that contains Death Power. Fang Chen estimated that an ordinary warrior at the Late Stage of Transformation Realm might only last three to four days at most. For someone like Zuo Zongshou, who is at the Peak of the Transformation Realm and has one foot in the Primordial Embryo Realm, the time would be considerably longer, around seven days. As for warriors in the Primordial Embryo Realm, Fang Chen estimated they could last about twenty days.
"This negative energy containing Death Power is a hindrance for other warriors exploring the Heritage Site, but for me..." After a pause, Fang Chen's Power of Creation surged forth, and the trace of Death Power that had just settled within him, carrying a chilling aura, instantly melted away and disappeared.
"This level of Death Power is utterly useless! I can stay in the Heritage Site until I reach the Colorful Sacred Realm!" A glint of excitement flashed in Fang Chen's eyes. This unexpected gain made him realize that he had significantly more opportunities in this Heritage Site compared to others.
That ample time was a tremendous advantage.
However...
Soon, Fang Chen frowned. Two vague figures flashed through his mind, and the joy on his face suddenly turned into a shadow of gloom.
The pervasive gray mist in the Heritage Site restricted most warriors. Except for those like Fang Chen who had comprehended Death Power, even powerful Primordial Embryo Realm warriors could not remain there for long due to the constant absorption of this Death Power-laden mist.
But now there was an exception: the elders from Jincheng Sect and Crimson Bright Sect who had secretly entered the Colorful Sacred Realm. Those two old fellows could definitely ignore the gray mist enveloping the Heritage Site. After all, the Death Power contained in this mist was not very dense; it posed a threat to warriors at Alchemy Realm and Primordial Embryo Realm but was nothing to Heavenly Realm experts.
Moreover, Fang Chen was well aware that those two old fellows he was concerned about had undoubtedly entered this Heritage Site!
Clenching his hand, he suddenly crushed a wisp of gray mist floating in his palm. With a grim expression, Fang Chen stared at the Heritage Site before him without taking a step forward, as if deep in thought.
With his current strength, although he could rival warriors at Primordial Embryo Realm and even face powerful figures among them without being defeated outright, escaping safely would not be difficult. However, if he faced a Heavenly Realm expert, Fang Chen knew he would have no chance whatsoever. If discovered by them while trying to escape would be extremely difficult. Entering this Heritage Site meant that such an encounter was highly likely.
To enter represented great risk; yet if he did not go in, Fang Chen felt extremely reluctant. Coming to this treasure mountain without entering was not his style. Furthermore, given Ziyang Sect's current situation, if those old fellows from Jincheng Sect and Crimson Bright Sect gained any significant benefits inside, it would spell great misfortune for Ziyang Sect.
A nest cannot exist without broken eggs!
A resolute look flashed across Fang Chen's face as he prepared to take a step forward toward the Heritage Site after hesitating for so long.
However, just at that moment...
Fang Chen's body suddenly trembled, and the foot he had just lifted came to an abrupt halt. Deep within the Heritage Site, a dazzling Azure Purple Light shot up into the sky. This Blue-Purple beam of light seemed like a giant hand, tearing apart the gray mist that enveloped the Heritage Site.
Boom!
At that moment, a thunderous roar followed.
"Is that... Thunder Power?" Beside Fang Chen, Zuo Zongshou, who had originally planned to follow him into the Heritage Site, was clearly stunned by this sudden scene.
This place shrouded in gray mist was the Heritage Site, not the previous Thunder Abyss. He had never heard of any thunder or lightning power existing within a Heritage Site.
What on earth was happening?
As Zuo Zongshou and Fang Chen were left speechless by this unexpected event, another earth-shattering roar echoed from deep within the Heritage Site after the dazzling Blue-Purple lightning column soared into the air.
"Roar!"
With the roar came the thunder.
In that instant when the deafening roar sounded, the already dim Heritage Site suddenly darkened rapidly. A thick black cloud, heavy and oppressive, appeared above the Heritage Site, casting a shadow over much of it.
"Hand it over!"
A deep, thunderous voice emerged from the Thunder Cloud.
After this roar echoed, the three words reverberated throughout the heavens and earth.
"Hand it over!" "Hand it over!" "Hand it over!"...
A terrifying Purple-Black Lightning flickered out from the dark Thunder Cloud, and Fang Chen and Zuo Zongshou, looking up in awe, felt their pupils constrict sharply.
What did they see?
A massive figure about thirty feet long appeared before them: a dragon's head, deer antlers, lion's eyes, tiger's back, bear's waist, and snake scales; its roar was like thunder... This was unmistakably a Qilin Beast!
Among all types of beasts, the powerful Qilin Beast ranks extremely high in strength. Moreover, the Qilin Beast in the sky is the terrifying Thunder Kirin, wielding Thunder Power!
The massive body of the Thunder Kirin is mostly concealed within the Thunder Cloud, appearing faintly, yet an overwhelming Killing Intent permeates through the dark Thunder Cloud, spreading throughout the world.
This is not just any Thunder Kirin; it is an enraged Thunder Kirin!
"Qilin, Thunder Kirin..." Zuo Zongshou murmured to himself, suddenly shuddering as if recalling something. Looking at the enormous figure in the sky, he exclaimed in shock, "This is the most powerful existence from the legendary Thunder Abyss!"
Within the seven forbidden areas of the Colorful Sacred Realm, each forbidden area houses a terrifying being whose strength surpasses that of ordinary Heavenly Realm entities. For example, in Lava Hell, Fang Chen encountered an Ancient Flame Demon that easily killed Wang Chaoyang with a single slap.
Now, this Thunder Kirin is indeed that terrifying existence from Zuo Zongshou's memory.
But why has this fearsome being appeared within the Heritage Site?
Just as Fang Chen and Zuo Zongshou were puzzled, a booming reprimand suddenly echoed from deep within the Heritage Site.
"Beast, this is not a place for you to run wild!"
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