Chapter 352: The Palm of an Ancient Celestial Venerable

Intermittent and indistinct wails echoed continuously in Li Fan's ears.

Ever since Li Fan noticed the existence of the sound, it seemed to have found a target to propagate toward.

They swarmed one after another, entangling themselves around Li Fan.

In an instant, it felt as if he had fallen into a Hell where evil spirits gathered; Li Fan felt surrounded on all sides by this terrifying sound.

And he wasn't sure if it was just an illusion.

From these inexplicable whispers, Li Fan seemed to constantly hear the two words "Heavenly" and "Doctor."

The more he thought so, the louder the voices saying "Heavenly Doctor" became.

Like a rising tide, they struck wave after wave, threatening to completely submerge Li Fan.

Right then, a fiery red brilliance lit up inside the crossing dust boat.

Above the cabin, a twelve-petaled red lotus gracefully appeared.

As the red lotus petals bloomed one by one, the sounds in Li Fan's ears suddenly cleared.

Only then did Huangfu Song's voice arrive belatedly: "…mind it, it should just be a sound tide occasionally erupting from the Chizha Abyss."

“This crossing dust boat is protected by the World-Cleansing Red Lotus Formation shield, which can keep us safe.”

Li Fan, having returned to normal, nodded upon hearing this, but his mind was still dwelling on the sounds he had just heard.

“Senior Huangfu, is the sound in this Chizha Abyss the same for everyone? Or does it change depending on the individual?” Li Fan asked.

This question was very important; Li Fan stared intently at Huangfu Song, waiting for his answer.

Huangfu Song was somewhat surprised, but after a moment of contemplation, he explained: “The Abyssal Demonic Sound is indescribable. Its essence does not change after leaving the Chizha Abyss. However, every Cultivator's ability to endure the demonic sound is different, so it naturally sounds worlds apart to each person.”

“The Lord who guards the Chizha Abyss year-round is said to even be able to comprehend Great Dao profound techniques from the demonic sound.”

Hearing this, Li Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the wails of "Heavenly Doctor" he heard from the Abyssal Demonic Sound were likely hallucinations triggered because the psychological shadow left by the Heavenly Doctor was too heavy.

“Does it trigger the fears hidden deep within the heart?” Even the sound tide passing through the outer layers of the abyss was this terrifying. It was truly hard to imagine what terrifying circumstances lay at the very bottom of the abyss.

No wonder the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance takes it so seriously.

“It seems this mission won't be that easy,” Li Fan thought to himself as he looked at the flickering red lotus pattern above his head.

While he was lost in thought, the crossing dust boat jolted violently, as if passing through some kind of barrier.

Li Fan looked out the window; the White Mist was no longer as thick as when he first saw it.

“We are almost at the Eternal Immortal Fortress.”

“Prepare to disembark.”

Seeing this, Huangfu Song rose from his circular seat and walked outside.

Li Fan and Xue Mu naturally followed immediately.

When they reached the bow deck, their field of vision suddenly opened up.

Everything around them was thick Devouring Yuan White Mist; the crossing dust boat shuttled through it so quickly that no change in the surrounding scenery could be felt.

However, looking back at the path they came from, Li Fan could clearly see that the concentration of the White Mist was continuously weakening.

From the outside in, several distinct rings were formed based on the lightness of the color.

On the crossing dust boat, a layer of constantly shimmering and pulsing black light was isolating the erosion of the White Mist.

The crossing dust boat sped forward, and when the White Mist thinned enough to see through…

A giant bluestone palm suddenly appeared above Li Fan's head.

The five fingers were like pillars holding up the sky, and the lines on the palm were clearly visible.

It blotted out the sky, filling Li Fan's entire field of vision.

The crossing dust boat looked so minuscule compared to it.

It felt as if it could crush down at any moment, causing Li Fan's heart to momentarily stop.

Xue Mu's face was even paler, and he instinctively reached out his hand to shield himself.

Huangfu Song was very satisfied with Xue Mu's reaction.

Only then did he say unhurriedly: “By the way, I forgot to tell you. The severed palm ahead is the Eternal Immortal Fortress that guards the Chizha Abyss.”

Hearing this, Xue Mu finally lowered his hands with somewhat stiff movements.

However, he still looked at the giant palm above him with a face full of shock, speechless and dazed.

Li Fan, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the surface of the palm.

The severed bluestone palm was too massive; the crisscrossing lines on its surface were like winding mountain ranges.

They were intricately interwoven and incredibly complex.

It didn't look man-made at all.

“Interesting…”

As Li Fan continued to observe, the flying boat slowly approached the severed palm.

Finally, it flew in through the tear at the wrist.

The intense sense of pressure vanished, and Xue Mu let out a long sigh of relief.

“Senior Huangfu, why was the Eternal Immortal Fortress built in this shape? It's really quite frightening,” Xue Mu asked once he had recovered.

Before Huangfu Song could answer, he was beaten to it by Shangguan Shi, who was leading another group of people toward them.

“Kid, it's not that the Eternal Immortal Fortress was built to look like a severed palm. Rather, the entire Eternal Immortal Fortress was modified from this severed palm itself.”

“How is it that you've reached your destination and don't even know this common knowledge?”

“Brother Huangfu, it seems your teaching hasn't been quite up to par.”

Shangguan Shi mocked slightly.

Huangfu Song didn't get angry, but simply replied with a smile: “Then I'll have to trouble Brother Shangguan to explain it to these two boys again; I'm happy to enjoy some leisure.”

“You…” A flash of annoyance crossed Shangguan Shi's eyes.

But he then thought of something and didn't lose his temper.

With a cold snort, he gave Li Fan and Xue Mu a brief introduction to the origin of this severed palm.

Within the vast Devouring Yuan White Mist, Mystic Domains are everywhere.

Besides the Chizha Abyss where they currently were, there were many other bizarre existences.

This severed palm was discovered by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance on the outskirts of a certain Mystic Domain.

It seemed to have drifted here after crossing through layers of White Mist.

After some research, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance discovered that this severed palm was actually the remains of a fallen powerhouse.

The Cultivation Technique practiced by this unknown powerhouse was extremely unique; after his death, his body not only didn't rot but instead became like bluestone.

It was incredibly hard and could ignore all sorts of technique attacks.

Furthermore, it was naturally able to resist the erosion of the Devouring Yuan White Mist.

Following the principle of making the best use of everything, after decades of modification, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance finally succeeded in building a fortress based on it that could travel freely in the White Mist.

…

“Alright, no need to be surprised. It's just a fallen Ancient Celestial Venerable. No matter how strong he once was, isn't he now just a tool for us?”

As Xue Mu was shocked once again, Ji Hongdao's voice rang out.

“Ancient Celestial Venerable?”

“Eternal… Celestial Venerable?”

Ji Hongdao's indifferent words didn't make Xue Mu's shock disappear; instead, they made him even more horrified.

He blurted out uncontrollably.

Not just him, but the other Cultivators arriving on the deck one after another—anyone hearing this for the first time—all became horrified in succession.

“Can an Eternal Celestial Venerable also fall?”

A Cultivator couldn't help but ask blankly.