Breaking through the illusion of the mortal world

Chapter 54 Stepping into the Land of Immortal Remnants

After resting for about ten days, thanks to the carefully prepared medicine by Senior Sister Su Wan and Lu Ming's own tenacious recovery ability, his injuries were finally healed.

Even as a blessing in disguise, the meridians, after being broken and then rebuilt, appear wider and more resilient, making the operation of the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art smoother.

He had already begun to refine the spirit sword, Cloud Snow, which was extremely compatible with his spiritual power and the Azure Lotus Sword Intent. When he swung it, there were hidden flowing clouds following it, and its power far surpassed that of the previous Wind Spirit Sword.

On this morning, the melodious and solemn bell tolled once again throughout Tongxuan Peak, marking the imminent assembly of the procession heading to the Immortal Relic Land.

After Lu Ming finished packing, he carried Yun Jianxue on his back, concealed the Xuan Turtle Spirit Armor inside his robe, and checked other items such as the Sha-Breaking Shuttle, the Small Five Elements Bewildering Array Flag, the Shadowless Talisman, and the Thunderclap Bomb, and put them into his storage bag.

Lu Ming pushed open the courtyard gate, and the faint morning light illuminated his face.

At the foot of Tianyan Peak, senior brothers and sisters who stayed behind, including Chu Tianyi, Zhao Ling, Su Wan, and Mo Yuan, all came to see him off.

"Junior Brother Lu, the Immortal Remnant Land is extremely dangerous. Remember to act cautiously and prioritize your own safety." Chu Tianyi said solemnly, reminding him again, "Think things through carefully and don't act recklessly."

Zhao Ling patted Lu Ming on the shoulder and whispered, "Junior Brother, be careful. Not only do you have to be wary of the dangers inside, but you also have to be wary of your own people, especially those arrogant guys." He glanced meaningfully in the direction of Tongxuan Peak.

Su Wan handed over a new brocade pouch: "This contains some emergency pills, which are of better quality than the previous ones. Take them with you just in case."

Mo Yuan remained silent, only nodding slightly to Lu Ming, everything understood without words.

"Thank you all, senior brothers and sisters. I will remember this!" Lu Ming bowed deeply to everyone, his heart filled with warmth.

He summoned his spirit sword, Cloud Snow, and the sword light shot straight toward Tongxuan Peak like a streak of light.

Chu Tianyi, Zhao Ling, Su Wan, Mo Yuan, Lin Yue... the nine of them still stood on the edge of the cliff, gazing for a long time at the direction where Lu Ming had disappeared.

Zhao Ling rubbed her slightly red eyes and muttered, "That kid... he absolutely has to come back safe and sound!"

When Lu Ming arrived at the huge square, forty-nine figures had already gathered there, making him one of the fifty people who had qualified this time.

The crowd was clearly divided. Nangong Yu was surrounded by a group of aristocratic scions. He was dressed in a magnificent robe, and the jade pendant at his waist and the ring on his finger were all gleaming with spiritual light, clearly extraordinary defensive or auxiliary magical treasures.

He looked arrogant, his gaze sweeping over everyone, lingering for a moment on Lu Ming in particular.

Xia Yufei, from the Holy Land of Fuyao, stood alone in a corner, still dressed in white, as pure and aloof as snow, as if the surrounding clamor had nothing to do with her.

She seemed to sense Lu Ming's gaze, her eyes shifted slightly, and their eyes met briefly before looking away, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Lin Feng was also among them, and nodded slightly to Lu Ming.

Lu Ming saw Qin Feiyu and Hu Zhen standing in front of the crowd.

"Lu Ming! You must come back safely!" Qin Feiyu shouted, waving his fist, his eyes full of encouragement.

Hu Zhen also looked over, her eyes filled with complex emotions—concern and blessings—as if she wanted to say something more, but in the end she only softly said, "Be careful, and be sure to come back safely."

Mu Chen was still standing not far from her side.

Lu Ming nodded emphatically to them, suppressing his longing and bittersweet feelings deep in his heart.

There are some things I haven't had a chance to say yet, and I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to say them again.

Just then, an immense pressure suddenly descended, and the square instantly fell silent.

Several streaks of light flew out from the Tongxuan Hall and landed on the high platform in front of the square.

The leader was an old man with a weathered face and wrinkles as deep as if carved by a knife. He was none other than Elder Lieyang, who was leading the team into the Immortal Relic Land.

Elder Lieyang's gaze swept over the fifty elite disciples below the stage with lightning speed, his voice booming:

"The Land of Immortal Remnants is an ancient, shattered realm, where opportunities and dangers coexist. It contains spatial rifts, bizarre creatures, and remnants of restrictions; you must also be wary of cultivators from other forces! Once you enter, remember these three points!"

"Firstly, stay close to the group and do not leave the protective area of ​​the Boundary-Stabilizing Plate! This treasure can resist the suppression of the rules of the Immortal Remnant Land to a certain extent, but its range is limited!"

"Secondly, the opportunities you obtain depend on your own abilities, but it is strictly forbidden for fellow disciples to kill each other! Violators will have their cultivation abolished and be expelled from the academy! In addition, you may choose five items or cultivation techniques that you obtain. Half of the rest must be handed over to the academy, which will then reimburse you with the corresponding contribution points or spirit stones."

"Thirdly, after three months, regardless of the harvest, you must reach the designated area and await guidance! Those who fail to do so will not be waited for!"

"Now, follow me!"

After saying that, Elder Lieyang waved his sleeve, and an ancient compass-shaped magic weapon—the Boundary-Stabilizing Disc—floated into the air, emitting a soft light that enveloped him and the other fifty-one others.

At the same time, in the center of the square, a teleportation array that had been inscribed beforehand suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and the strong spatial fluctuations made the disciples watching the ceremony feel a sense of unease.

"Walk!"

At Elder Lieyang's command, he was the first to step into the pillar of light of the teleportation array. Lu Ming and the others did not dare to delay and followed closely behind.

The moment Lu Ming stepped into the pillar of light, he felt a tearing force far exceeding any previous teleportation.

The surrounding scenery blurred and distorted instantly, as if I had been thrown into a bizarre time tunnel, with the roar of the spatial storm and the buzzing of the boundary disk's light being squeezed in my ears.

He gripped the hilt of the Cloud Snow Sword tightly, feeling the warm spiritual energy emanating from it. His internal spiritual power circulated on its own, resisting the discomfort.

He gazed at Elder Lieyang's tall, imposing figure ahead, and at the other disciples whose figures were faintly visible around him.

Nangong Yu's body shimmered with a magical light, as if he had used some kind of protective treasure, yet he showed no sign of discomfort.

A faint cloud of mist swirled around Xia Yufei, protecting her within it, making her cool profile appear somewhat hazy in the flowing light.

Lin Feng appeared the calmest, as if he was already used to this kind of travel.

I don't know how much time passed; it might have been just a moment, or it might have been an extremely long time.

Suddenly, the pressure on Lu Ming's body eased, and the intense tearing sensation vanished abruptly.

As my feet touched solid ground again, a desolate and ancient aura washed over me.

Lu Ming stared intently, and his heart skipped a beat.

What lies before us is no longer the magnificent scene of a Taoist temple.

The sky was leaden gray, with no sun or moon in sight, only some distorted bands of light hanging like scars on the horizon.

The earth was cracked, with jagged rocks, and in the distance, there were endless, broken mountains shrouded in mist.

A strange energy permeated the air, making people feel uneasy and causing the flow of spiritual energy in the body to feel sluggish. If it weren't for the light of the boundary-stabilizing plate, this feeling would probably be even stronger.

This is the land of immortal ruins!

There was no spiritual energy here. After entering, Lu Ming felt extremely uncomfortable and his head was throbbing. He even had a strange sense of déjà vu!