Chapter 176: Drawing Water with a Bamboo Basket!

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

“Bang! Bang!”

“…”

The thudding would not cease.

It resounded through this world.

Lu Qingyang felt as though even his heartbeat was shaken to a stop for an instant by those thuds.

But a moment later, the expression on his face grew even more solemn.

Because he felt his own heartbeat gradually merging with those thuds, forming a resonance.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

“Dong! Dong! Dong!”

Lu Qingyang felt as though his heartbeat and those thuds had formed the same frequency.

With every beat of his heart, a thud sounded from the sky above.

It was as if it were answering his heartbeat.

And as the frequency of his heartbeat grew faster and faster.

The thuds in the sky grew more and more urgent!

The states of the other Immortal Spirits grew more and more illusory.

Gradually, they even became transparent!

Lu Qingyang knew this meant those Immortal Spirits were about to dissipate!

It’s going to work!

Lu Qingyang was overjoyed!

In the next instant, a massive rumbling sound suddenly rang out!

Then the sky above shattered like broken mirror shards!

Lu Qingyang felt his vision blur, and everything before his eyes went pitch black…

…

“Cough… cough cough!”

In the Immortal Realm, somewhere within an unnamed ruin.

A figure wreathed in death qi violently coughed several times.

The next second.

The figure opened his eyes.

Slowly, he climbed to his feet.

“Cough cough cough…”

He gasped violently for breath.

His entire body trembled without stop.

Clearly, that one violent coughing fit had exhausted the last shred of his strength.

But his eyes were frighteningly bright.

So… I’ve arrived in the Immortal Realm?

Lu Qingyang twisted his head with difficulty, taking in the scenery around him.

Unlike the beautiful Immortal Realm scenery from before, this place seemed to have all sorts of formations carved into it.

As far as the eye could see, it was all dead land, along with all manner of sealing talismans. One look was enough to make a person’s hair stand on end.

And at the very moment Lu Qingyang awakened, the moment he returned to just before the original owner’s death.

Fragments of unfamiliar memories surfaced one after another in his mind.

Son of the Supreme True Immortal… a profligate by nature…

Frequently descending to the mortal world to enslave mortal cultivators, even taking pleasure in exterminating small worlds… Heh heh.

You being hunted down is really no injustice.

Recalling the original owner’s memories, Lu Qingyang smiled helplessly.

But when a golden dragon suddenly flashed through his mind, the whole man instantly fell silent.

Little Gold… I wonder where you are now…

Lu Qingyang’s gaze lowered. He had returned to just before the original owner’s death and inherited everything of the original owner’s.

Among these were not only memories, but naturally obsessions as well.

And it was because of this golden dragon that he had been able to awaken the original owner.

At this moment, though he would be affected by this emotion, for a time, the whole man also fell into deep thought…

“Cough cough cough!”

Another violent fit of coughing pulled Lu Qingyang back to reality from his contemplation.

Only then did he turn his attention to this True Immortal body of his.

He saw that at this moment his whole body’s immortal power was not even one part in ten. Not even one part in ten — he would even struggle to stand up.

His entire body was covered in wounds left by techniques and Dharma Artifacts, patches upon patches covering him completely. Just looking at it was shocking, savage and terrifying.

Even his Immortal Soul, which was the primordial spirit of a mortal cultivator after ascending to immortality, now swayed without cease.

As if it could dissipate at any moment.

He was utterly unable to recover either. The whole person was on the verge of death and dissolution.

No wonder you manifested several Immortal Spirits to protect your heart. Now it seems reincarnating to re-cultivate was indeed your only chance.

But… I’m different. I don’t need to re-cultivate.

I only want to know what other treasures you have on you!

Lu Qingyang stared with burning eyes at a brilliantly gleaming treasured ring on his finger.

Without question, this was the original owner’s storage Ring!

Now let me see how many good things you’ve still got hidden!

Lu Qingyang extended his right hand and lightly stroked the patterns on the Ring.

Then, squeezing out all his effort, he forced out the last trace of immortal spiritual power from his entire body.

“Weng!”

The Ring flickered faintly.

Lu Qingyang endured the agony in his mind and forced his divine sense into the Ring.

There is… hm?

But when he saw the utterly empty space within the Ring, Lu Qingyang nearly choked, almost ending his Return to True on the spot!

“No, did you really use it this clean?!”

“Brother? At least leave a single immortal pill or something?!”

Looking at that space even emptier than the immortal spiritual power in his body, Lu Qingyang nearly collapsed headfirst.

“And these spirit stones… what the hell are these?”

Lu Qingyang grabbed a handful of crystals giving off death qi. After looking at them for a long while, he could not help but curse.

“You used up the spirit stones and just threw them in here? To weigh down your pockets?!”

Lu Qingyang let his hand drop weakly, tossing the few crystals utterly devoid of spiritual qi away.

He had schemed with all his might, struggled to avoid setting foot on the Simulation process.

He could even be said to have forcibly defied the heavens and changed his fate, and at the start he could be considered to have a True Immortal body.

Yet now it had all come to nothing.

Is it going to end just like this?

I refuse to accept it…

Lu Qingyang murmured to himself.

He had never imagined it would turn out like this.

No!

Absolutely cannot let it end like this!

Although this trip’s harvest was not great, this place is the Immortal Realm after all. At least bring something back!

Lu Qingyang’s eyes darted about, sizing up his surroundings.

The sealing formations and runes all around had been carved by the original owner.

To ensure that after his death, no one could disturb him.

And it was precisely these formations and runes that had exhausted the original owner’s last trace of immortal power…

Hm… wait…

Suddenly, something seemed to occur to Lu Qingyang, and brilliant light shot from his eyes.

This sealing formation… it seems to be one whole!

Lu Qingyang forced himself to his feet and shuffled step by step toward the center of the seal.

After watching for a moment, he began to desperately recall the original owner’s memories.

As if wanting to know just what sort of formation this was.

Nine Heavens… Trapping Desolation Formation… originally a formation to trap enemies, but now used to trap oneself. Fitting, in a way…

After all, according to the original owner’s memories, this formation seems to be something even ordinary Human Immortals would struggle to break.

In that case… it’s you!

Lu Qingyang’s gaze burned as he looked at the entire formation.

A searing look appeared in his eyes.

Neither had he expected that he would end up with a treasure after all!

After all, this was a true Immortal Formation!

If he could bring this formation back to the Prison Dragon Realm.

Then no matter who it was, if they inadvertently stepped into this formation.

There would be only one outcome — sit and wait for death!