Abyss Walker

Chapter 14 First Encounter with the Ringwraith

After a thorough examination, Yun Muhan was surprised to discover that Xi Ling's physique was actually one of the legendary Ten Absolute Physiques - Sensing Heaven and Earth!

This physique is extremely rare. If a person with such a special physique receives proper cultivation guidance and resource support, they will surely become a powerful figure who will be renowned throughout the world.

Thinking of this, Yun Muhan couldn't help but marvel at the wondrous arrangements of fate.

At the same time, he was determined to help Xi Ling fully utilize her physical advantages and embark on a glorious path of cultivation.

"It's actually the Ten Absolute Physiques! And your cultivation level has directly entered the early stage of the Golden Core realm."

This is the benefit of the Ten Absolutes: even without the process of cultivation, one will continuously accumulate and absorb knowledge, which is certainly incomparable to ordinary people.

Xi Ling looked puzzled, but her eyes were also sparkling: "What is the Ten Absolute Physiques? Early Golden Core stage, really?"

Yun Muhan gently held Xi Ling in his arms: "Of course, how could your husband lie to his wife?"

Xi Ling asked expectantly, "Then, my husband, could you explain the division of cultivation realms?"

Xi Ling: "Hu Jiu was hailed as a once-in-a-century genius by the clan leader and elders at the age of twenty, so if I go back like this, won't I become a genius one in ten thousand?"

Seeing Xi Ling's expectant eyes, Yun Muhan immediately began to explain:

Each major realm of the world has nine minor realms.

The division of major realms is:

Qi Refining Stage – Foundation Establishment Stage – Golden Core Stage – Nascent Soul Stage – Spirit Division Stage – Deity Transformation Stage…

"Any more?"

"Gone."

Xi Ling feigned anger: "You're lying! The Grand Elder clearly said that our patriarch was a god in his lifetime, and his cultivation level was clearly defined..."

"Oh, it's not that I want to deceive you, but knowing too much not only brings no benefit, but actually harms you!"

"I don't care, just tell me now, or I'm really going to get angry!"

Just then, a light flashed in the darkness, and Yun Muhan immediately transformed into his true form and flew out.

Xi Ling, meanwhile, sat atop Yun Muhan's dragon-shaped form. "I'll tell you later; knowing now will only harm you!"

"No, no, please tell me, my husband."

Yun Muhan's heart tightened as he keenly sensed that the mysterious light was gradually fading away at a steady pace.

Without the slightest hesitation, his spiritual power surged instantly, and he shot towards the light like an arrow released from a bow.

In an instant, Yun Muhan swiftly reached out and precisely grabbed the object within the ball of light.

The instant they grabbed it, a large door appeared inside the black hole.

Yun Muhan gripped it tightly in his hand, and the brush instantly lost its luster. The Qiankun Painting Brush, which had just been like a divine object, had become a very old and ordinary brush in Yun Muhan's hands.

Yun Muhan slowly opened his hand, and Xi Ling saw the tattered pen in Muhan's hand.

"..."

Xi Ling immediately suppressed her laughter: "Husband, could this be the brush you mentioned that can paint the Three Realms?"

Yun Muhan sighed with disappointment, "Would you believe me if I said this is the real Qiankun Painting Brush, ranked second in all the heavens? The moment I held it, it turned into this in an instant!"

Meanwhile, Yun Muhan thought to himself: Sure enough, what belongs to others will always belong to others. In the end, I'll just have to return it to the God of Destruction.

The two flew quickly toward the exit.

"I believe you, I believe you, whatever my husband says goes!"

"What I said is true."

Xi Ling kept suppressing a laugh: "I never said it was fake."

—Inside the tomb—

Mo Yu continued to pack up the items she had stolen.

"I should have known better than to bring so much. I can't leave out a single one!"

Just then, a sword was pointed at Mo Yu's head as she continued to pack her things.

Mo Yu's eyes slowly moved, and she saw Yun Muhan, who resembled a god of death. He held a sword in his right hand and a tattered pen in his left. Behind him stood a beautiful young woman.

Mo Yu immediately knelt down: "I knew you would succeed, sir. You came out in just a few moments. But now that you have the pen, I will take my leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran outside.

A resolute light flashed in Yun Muhan's eyes, and it seemed as if an ancient and powerful force was awakening within him.

With a thought, a powerful dragon soul force erupted from his body, and the phantom of a giant dragon appeared inside the tomb.

Its enormous body almost filled the entire space, its scales shimmering with a cold metallic luster, and its eyes, like two burning stars, exuded a chilling pressure.

The phantom of a giant dragon hovered above the tomb, its massive body swaying gently, each breath accompanied by a thunderous roar, as if even the air itself trembled under its oppressive force.

The power of the dragon soul was so tangible that it made everything inside the tomb seem insignificant, and even the light seemed to distort in fear.

Mo Yu was powerless to resist the pressure of the dragon soul. His body was pressed to the ground as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making him unable to move.

Mo Yu's face turned deathly pale instantly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Every breath he took seemed like a struggle against death. His eyes were filled with terror and resentment, but all his struggles were futile in the face of this power.

Looking at Mo Yu's pained expression, a complex emotion flashed in Yun Muhan's eyes.

The dragon soul's power was slightly withdrawn, and the power receded like a tide, thus easing the pressure within the tomb.

Mo Yu finally caught his breath. His body was no longer pressed down, and he struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with awe and fear of Yun Muhan.

Yun Muhan's dragon soul power is like a double-edged sword; it can both protect and destroy. He knows how terrifying this power is, and he also understands its responsibility.

Yun Muhan's gaze was cold and profound. He knew he had to control this power and not let it become the source of destruction.

The atmosphere inside the tomb remained tense, but as the dragon soul's power was withdrawn, the oppressive feeling in the air eased somewhat.

"My lord, please don't kill me! I'll never dare to do it again!"

"Only a few moments have passed?"

"Isn't that so?" Only after uttering the question did Mo Yu realize she was challenging divine authority. She knelt on the ground and frantically slapped herself.

"No need, you can get out."

I stayed inside for nearly two hours, while only a few moments passed outside. This black hole is truly amazing. Could it be that the God of Annihilation from my previous life hid here after creating the Central Earth Realm?

That's impossible. After he created the Central Plains, his fame spread far and wide. Later generations even called him the Supreme God Emperor. There's absolutely no reason for him to hide away.

"Yes, yes, yes, I've already left!"

Mo Yu's voice was filled with obvious flattery and fear. His body trembled slightly, clearly frightened by the sudden attack and the appearance of the dark figure.

However, before he could finish speaking, an arrow, like a messenger of death, silently pierced the air, carrying a cold, sharp light, and instantly penetrated his body.

The arrow's force was immense, causing Mo Yu's body to jolt violently. His eyes widened in disbelief and fear before he collapsed limply, his life force extinguished in that instant.

Immediately afterward, a dark figure appeared from the shadows like a ghost, his movements swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. The figure traced a blurry path through the air, his target clearly Yun Muhan, indicating he had come prepared.

Yun Muhan held the pen in his hand. The pen contained a certain mysterious power, which made the shadowy figure immediately become vigilant and nervous upon seeing it.

A glint of greed and fanaticism flashed in the shadowy figure's eyes. He drew his sword swiftly and ruthlessly, the blade gleaming coldly as it aimed directly at Yun Muhan's vitals.

However, just as the shadowy figure was about to approach Yun Muhan, the power of the Dragon Soul manifested.

The dragon soul's oppressive aura pressed down on the shadowy figure like a mountain, causing his movements to become involuntarily slow and clumsy.