Chapter 58: Survival from Death, Brick Reappears

“Hmph! How can an ant like you be worthy of knowing my name?”

Ye Chen’s voice was icy cold, carrying supreme majesty.

That finger pointed forward with a casual flick!

“I’ll risk it all! Blood Devil’s Call!”

Chen Feng knew he couldn’t escape death, so he directly burned all his Spiritual Qi, unleashing his trump card, and his Devilish Qi instantly surged.

Whoosh!

A golden streak of light instantly pierced through the Void Realm, landing on Chen Feng’s glabella!

There was no earth-shattering explosion; Chen Feng only felt an indescribably terrifying power instantly invade his body!

Even after activating the Blood Devil’s Call, Chen Feng’s protective Devilish Qi was still pierced through like paper!

“Uh… H-h…” The horror on Chen Feng’s face instantly froze, his eyeballs bulging, and he made gurgling sounds, but couldn’t utter a single sound.

Boom!

Everything melted and disintegrated rapidly, like snow under a scorching sun!

Instant kill!

And after that terrifying finger, the golden light enveloping Ye Chen’s body rapidly dimmed like a receding tide!

“Chen’er, the entrance to the sixth floor has been found. It’s in the hundred-zhang-tall rib bone ahead. Master needs to rest for a while; protect yourself well.”

The vast and majestic aura on Ye Chen’s body suddenly vanished without a trace!

“Pfft—!!!”

Ye Chen spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning as white as paper, his body feeling drained, weakened to the extreme!

Every inch of his bones, muscles, and Meridians throbbed with tearing pain, and his body felt as if it no longer belonged to him, making even the slightest movement incredibly difficult.

“Master… Master?!” Ye Chen anxiously shouted, his voice filled with panic.

“There… the passage… the sixth floor…”

A weak voice rose in Ye Chen’s mind.

No matter how Ye Chen called out afterward, there was no response!

He couldn’t stay here long; Ye Chen vaguely sensed a threat in his heart.

If he encountered any enemy, even the weakest bone beast, he would surely die!

He had to find a safer place!

Ahead was the legendary entrance to the sixth floor; that might be his only way out!

The instinct for survival overcame the pain in his body.

Ye Chen, enduring the pain in his eyes, dragged his agonizingly painful body and walked with immense difficulty into the giant rib bone.

…

In the shadows behind Ye Chen.

Zhou Chen followed Ye Chen silently like a ghost, his Divine Concealment Art operating at its peak, perfectly blending all his aura, body temperature, and even life fluctuations into the environment, such that even when the Ring Spirit was awake, it couldn’t detect anything unusual.

Feeling the spatial fluctuations ahead, a difficult smile appeared on Ye Chen’s face.

So he plunged in without hesitation, completely unaware of the ripples stirred in the space behind him.

That’s right, Zhou Chen also followed him in.

Just as Zhou Chen entered the space, the spatial fluctuations at the entrance to the sixth floor gradually diminished until they completely disappeared.

Zhou Chen then realized that the reason the Sect had no markings for the sixth floor was that the entrance to the Asking Immortal Tower’s sixth floor was randomly refreshed, and only those with great Luck could enter.

This was a test of the Asking Immortal Tower’s assessment of a Disciple’s Luck strength.

If Zhou Chen had come to find it himself, he would have been completely clueless.

This sixth floor was much smaller compared to the vastness of the previous floors.

Rather than a floor, it was more like a static Void Realm.

Underfoot was a massive white jade plaza, polished like a mirror, extending to the dark end of his vision.

Absolute silence.

There was no sky, no sun, moon, or stars, only profound, endless darkness shrouding above, emanating an ancient desolation and loneliness.

Only the Spiritual Qi, so dense it was almost liquefied, filled the space.

Just one breath made Ye Chen’s damaged Meridians feel a slight swelling pain.

In the very center of this plaza, about a hundred feet from Ye Chen, stood a peculiar stone tablet.

The stone tablet was three zhang tall, presenting a warm, jade-like grayish-white color, its material neither metal nor stone.

It had no elaborate carvings, ancient and heavy, exuding an indescribable vastness and majesty.

“I am the Asking Immortal Tower’s Source Suppressing Stone Tablet. Dao Foundation Stage Five and above, touch the tablet to leave your name and receive this floor’s Opportunity reward.”

A voice like a grand bell imprinted itself into both their minds.

Ye Chen was ecstatic upon hearing this.

If he could leave his name on this stone tablet, it would mean an immeasurable Opportunity!

This was destiny’s favor upon him! His Luck had returned!

At this moment, Ye Chen greatly wanted to let out a long cry to the sky.

Ignoring his injuries, Ye Chen struggled to get up and quickly walked towards the stone tablet.

“Leave my name… Opportunity…” The smile on Ye Chen’s lips could no longer be contained.

Just as Ye Chen’s fingertip was about an inch from the stone tablet, preparing to leave his name.

Whoosh!

A blurry black phantom silently appeared behind the unsuspecting Ye Chen!

At some point, he had changed into a black outfit, wearing a mask, and holding a large brick in his hand.

That’s right, it was the same brick Zhou Chen used in the Tianyuan Saint Legacy.

Without any Spiritual Qi fluctuations, it accurately and fiercely smashed into the back of Ye Chen’s head!

Bang—!

A dull, solid thud echoed, particularly jarring in the dead silence of the sixth floor.

The joy in Ye Chen’s eyes instantly solidified and dispersed.

He felt an intense pain instantly sweep through his entire body from the back of his head, his consciousness immediately plunging into darkness, and his entire body completely went limp.

The entire process happened in a flash; Zhou Chen’s movements were as fast as lightning, so practiced it was heartbreaking.

Zhou Chen looked at Ye Chen on the ground with an expressionless face.

It wasn’t that Zhou Chen didn’t want to kill Ye Chen, but as soon as the thought arose, he felt as if he was being watched by a great terror.

His intuition told him that if he killed Ye Chen now, he would surely die too.

So he deliberately held back his strength when striking; otherwise, with Zhou Chen’s Undying Golden Body, one brick would be more than a Core Formation realm cultivator could handle.

He squatted down and skillfully removed the Storage Ring from Ye Chen’s hand.

As for the Ring Spirit, he didn’t touch it, fearing he might alarm the Ring Spirit.

After doing all this, Zhou Chen took off the identity jade token tied to his waist.

The jade token felt warm to the touch, with complex Sect runes inscribed on the inner side.

“Sorry, Ye Chen, I didn’t know my own strength.”

He lightly touched his jade token with Ye Chen’s, and a faint glow flowed, instantly transferring over ten thousand points to Zhou Chen’s jade token.

“I’ve taken your points and Opportunity for you. You can leave in peace.”

Zhou Chen whispered, then unhesitatingly crushed Ye Chen’s identity jade token with force.

Crack!

The jade token shattered with a snap!

Buzz—!

Instantly, a gentle white light shield emerged from the broken jade token, completely enveloping the unconscious Ye Chen.

The next moment.

Ye Chen, along with the shattered jade token fragments, instantly disappeared into this Void Realm.

On the empty white jade plaza, only a few drops of dark red blood and a shallow human-shaped outline remained, proving Ye Chen had been there.

After sending off Ye Chen, the Son of Luck, Zhou Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.