Cultivation: From Servant to Revered Immortal

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: First Encounter with the Ghost Realm!

Zhou Xun was shocked upon hearing and quickly looked behind.

He saw a cyan Spirit Light rapidly approaching from dozens of miles away.

That speed was something no Qi Refining Cultivator could possess.

”Foundation Establishment Cultivator!”

Who else could it be but the Wu Family Grand Elder?

Their faces looked grim.

Zhou Xun had already learned from Lin Xueying that the Wu Family Grand Elder’s true Cultivation was at the Peak of Middle-Stage Foundation Establishment.

This was an existence he could not resist no matter what.

However, he was not someone who gave up easily.

Without hesitation, he increased the output of Mana, causing his meridians to even throb with faint pain.

Immediately, the Cyan Light Shuttle beneath his feet surged forward at double its previous speed, racing towards the northeast.

There was a very high mountain there; if he rushed in, perhaps relying on the mountain to temporarily block sight, there might be a slim chance of survival.

In his Storage Bag, he still had a High-Tier Earth Escape Talisman.

Seeing Zhou Xun and the others increase their speed, Wu Guangxiao sneered and also unhesitatingly increased his output of Mana.

Thus, with the naked eye, the two Spirit Lights rapidly drew closer.

As Zhou Xun leapt over the peak, he saw the pitch-black fog like ink.

Watching the Wu Family Grand Elder trailing three or four miles behind.

At such a distance, with Zhou Xun’s eyesight, he could even clearly see Wu Guangxiao’s stern expression.

Gritting his teeth, he immediately directed the Cyan Light Shuttle downwards, plunging into the pitch-black fog.

The Wu Family Grand Elder saw Zhou Xun’s Escape Light descending and merely sneered.

A few Qi Cultivation Stage brats, no matter how much they jumped around, couldn’t escape his grasp.

But as his Flying Ship crossed the mountain, he instantly saw that inky black fog.

He hesitated for a moment.

Listening to the occasional ghostly wails and wolf howls, Wu Guangxiao’s face turned grave.

”What is this!”

The young man beside him turned pale and asked nervously.

”It seems like, Ghost Realm?” Wu Guangxiao had once seen a few words of record in an Ancient Classic.

All he knew was that this thing was the deadly enemy of human Cultivators.

His face struggled, changing several times, before he resolutely landed his Flying Ship on the peak beside them.

He drove all the Wu Family disciples by his side off and then instructed:

”You wait here. If I don’t return in two hours, head back to White Cloud Immortal City and report the changes here!”

”Grand Elder, you!”

”Do not argue!” Wu Guangxiao’s face turned stern.

He was already over a hundred and fifty years old; if he didn’t take a risk, he would have no fate with the True Pill Realm in this lifetime.

And Wu Guangxiao was a seeker of the Dao, unwilling to be trapped in the Foundation Establishment and end up in frustration.

That was not the ending he wanted.

Immediately, he directed the Flying Ship and plunged into the black fog below.

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Once inside the black fog, Zhou Xun felt his entire body’s Mana pause, and he instantly lost control of the Cyan Light Shuttle, falling downwards.

On the Cyan Light Shuttle, Wang Erniu and his wife, as well as Lin Xueying, experienced the same thing, panic-stricken.

But luckily, Zhou Xun quickly adapted and stabilized the Cyan Light Shuttle.

Then under his control, it steadily landed on the ground.

It turned out this strange black fog had the ability to suppress Mana.

On Zhou Xun’s body, 99% of his Mana was completely suppressed, and he could use only a sliver.

With that sliver of Mana, Zhou Xun opened the Storage Bag, took out a bunch of Defense Talismans, and tucked them into his arms.

At the same time, he activated a Golden Shield Talisman, shielding himself inside it.

Thankfully, maintaining the Golden Shield Talisman required only a sliver of Mana.

Lin Xueying and the others followed Zhou Xun’s example, activating their Defense Talismans.

Afterwards, Zhou Xun gazed around, finding he could only see five yards ahead.

Then he swept the surroundings with his Divine Sense.

The suppression on his Divine Sense was even more severe; it couldn’t even leave his body.

”What kind of ghost place is this!” Wang Erniu couldn’t help but mumble.

Though this place was extremely peculiar, it seemed less threatening than the Foundation Establishment Cultivator chasing behind.

After all, when the two were closest, they were less than three miles apart, just a matter of a dozen breaths for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s Escape Technique.

Now with such severe suppression on Divine Sense Magical Power here, it seemed likely it was equally effective on a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

For the moment, he was relatively safe.

”Young Miss, do you know the origin of this dark mist?” Staring at the pitch-black surroundings, Zhou Xun asked solemnly.

As a direct descendant of a Foundation Establishment Clan, Lin Xueying was well-informed and might know the origin of this fog.

”It seems to be the legendary Ghost Realm!” Lin Xueying nodded upon hearing and replied.

She actually knew about this thing.

In her youth, she liked spending time in the family Library Pavilion, and the matter of the Ghost Realm was recorded in a very old miscellaneous record, though not in much detail.

”The Ghost Realm appears without any pattern; it can appear anywhere. When it appears, it’s just like this, with black fog.”

”The trouble is, this fog has the ability to suppress the Mana of Cultivators, only those with high enough Cultivation are less affected by this eerie fog.”

”However, after the Ghost Realm appears, it will soon disappear!”

”That’s all I know about it!”?

”It’s good that it will disappear!” Wang Erniu noticeably breathed a sigh of relief.

”From above, the Ghost Realm doesn’t seem very large, only a few dozen miles in size. If we walk in one direction, we should be able to get out soon!” Zhou Xun recalled what he saw from the Cyan Light Shuttle.

”But what are we to do if the Wu Family Grand Elder is waiting for us outside?” Wang Erniu worried again.

”There’s no need to panic now. Just as we descended, it seemed the Wu Family Grand Elder also followed us in, so he should also unable to escape the fate of Mana suppression here!” Lin Xueying consoled.

”In that case, let’s move out!” Wang Erniu showed a pleased expression.

He was most worried about the Wu Family Grand Elder.

As the group moved forward, a sudden rush of fog surged in front of them.

Zhou Xun and the others were shocked, hurriedly stepping back a few paces.

On close inspection, it was actually a crack two-fingers wide, appearing bottomless and faintly emitting mist.

It occasionally surged, spurting out billows of fog from within.

”What is this? Could it be linked to the source of this fog?” Wang Erniu speculated.

Just then, there was a sudden ”bang”.

The light shield on Zhou Xun’s body flickered, indicating it had encountered some attack!

”Be careful, there’s something!” Zhou Xun urgently shouted.

He then took out a Talisman and activated it.

”Bang!”

Another bang.

Wang Erniu’s light shield was directly pierced.

Fortunately, Wang Erniu wasn’t injured, but he was scared out of his wits, activating four Talismans in a row, two to protect himself and two more for his wife holding their daughter.

”Brother, what kind of monster is this?” Wang Erniu asked in panic.

”It seems like a shadow!” Zhou Xun said unsurely.

Previously, he saw a semi-transparent claw, resembling both human and inhuman.

Human-like because it had five fingers, and non-human because its fingers were long and slender, with sharp nails.

But the claw didn’t seem tangible, with a faintly translucent appearance, extremely eerie.

At this moment, Zhou Xun felt movement from his Storage Bag.

He quickly checked.

To his surprise, the strange Small Banner he seized from the Tribulation Cultivator at the black market years ago (see Chapter 33), the Ghost Child on it was blinking, having suddenly come to life.