Chapter 270: The Revelation of the Heaven and Earth Bridge (Seeking subscriptions and monthly votes)

The mist is dense, and along the way is like an illusion.
The Daoist in a green robe walks forward with a sword on his back, waves of mist rippling away from his magical powers, forming an unobstructed passage.
"Fusheng, I feel like you're a bit listless. Have you not fully recovered yet?" asked the kappa, floating on Fusheng's shoulder with concern.
In Fusheng's heterochromatic eyes, a faint weariness could indeed be seen. However, he continued to survey the surroundings, his face calm as he walked leisurely.
"I didn't expect the golden flame of imperial aura on my brow to be injured like this, affecting my state of mind. It's alright now, just a slight loss of energy and spirit."
Chen Fusheng said calmly, feeling a lingering pain at his brow at this moment.
I witnessed with my own eyes the scene where Gu Junlin sacrificed himself to close the gate, which did cause some physical and mental harm to Chen Fusheng. It not only hurt him deeply to lose a good friend, but also affected the shining of the spiritual mountain in his body, as well as the imperial aura golden flame that came in a special way.
The kappa transmitted a message and asked again,
"Has that trace of divine essence on your forehead been affected?"
Chen Fusheng shook his head and reassured the kappa, saying, "It is still hidden within my forehead, don't worry, it has not been involved."
The kappa breathed a sigh of relief and continued to accompany Chen Fusheng.
Previously obtained from the Heavenly Fairyland, the "Heavenly Fairy Remnant" was not easy for Chen Fusheng to keep. After all, this thought was related to the Emperor Yin Chao, and it might trigger some unpredictable crisis.
So Chen Fusheng simply placed it in his eyebrows and coexisted with the imperial spirit golden flames. Unexpectedly, this strand of remaining thoughts is peaceful and stable, being both concealed and disguised by the imperial spirit golden flames, and also able to help the imperial spirit golden flames absorb the ancient imperial spirit that overflows from outside, benefiting each other.
After leaving the small mountain peak, about half an hour later, I became familiar with the changed environment around me and relaxed my mind and body.
Chen Fusheng took a deep breath, stopped his footsteps, and began the ritual of magic.
His purpose for coming to the outer side of Tai'a Pass was to pursue the hero's soul and the elusive "opportunity"!
After sacrificing himself at the pass, this vast area that underwent significant changes became the land of opportunity for Chen Fusheng to ascend as a disciple of the Mahayana sect!
须臾，陈浮生升腾而上，已经抵达天地桥。
Huh?
陈浮生微有诧异。
按道理来说，三大雄关开启，无数古战场英雄英魂、亡故者、“劫”、巫裔、昊天灵瑞神兽等等，或多或少，皆会被天地桥标记出来。
Because of these issues, they are bound to occur. The current environment of the Three Great Passes is a great opportunity that everyone is heading towards!
Chen Fusheng originally thought that on the Tian Di Bridge, he would see a vast grid, followed by numerous white opportunity points related to others, as well as red lights or more importantly, golden lights related to himself.
But at this moment in front of him, although there is indeed a hazy large square, and even inspiration for a path, terrain, and so on that reassures Chen Fusheng, there is no sign of any white light adventures.
Only four bright red lights are scattered in several edge zones. And three dazzling golden lights, in the direction of the farthest corner of the grid, fluctuate unpredictably.
In addition to this, the surroundings are a chaotic blur, as if there is a barrier blocking.
Chen Fusheng stood on the Heaven and Earth Bridge, carefully observing the grid display below the bridge, gradually lost in thought.
He had previously known very well that the white light beneath the Heaven and Earth Bridge represented other people's opportunities. If he could be the first to arrive, he would gain an advantage and reap the rewards.
As for the red light, it represents the definite pursuit and struggle for "opportunity" and "achievements" that are closely related to him. If one is slow, it will become someone else's gain.
More importantly is Jin Guang, to share the same destiny with him, not to be missed.
Chen Fusheng looked out at the grids displayed under the bridge, only showing four bright red lights and three dazzling golden lights. He was both satisfied and felt some pressure.
"There is no visible white light, which means that I am unable to glimpse other people's opportunities in this domain... or it can be said that others' opportunities are uncertain, they may exist or not, so even I am unable to receive any revelation..."
Chen Fusheng pondered carefully, "Or maybe, due to the impact of sacrificing oneself to guard the strategic passes, the three major strategic passes are enveloped by immense fortunes and all opportunities that are not related to me personally, cannot be intruded upon..."
If you think about it, there is some truth to it.
Chen Fusheng collected his thoughts and suddenly had the idea of leaving.
After a moment, he regained his composure and returned to the foggy place.
"Four red lights, three golden lights... coming to the outskirts of Taia, I have indeed come to the right place, with both pressure and opportunity..." Chen Fusheng muttered to himself, revealing a hint of anticipation.
Previously, the gloomy mood caused by Gu Junlin's death has finally been dispelled at this moment.
In its place, there is a soaring spirit and determination!
Chen Fusheng closed his eyes slightly, imprinting all the paths he had already glimpsed into his mind. From this moment on, there will be no obstacles in the way of his future, he will be the greatest "hunter" in this mysterious and unpredictable area!
"Let's go..."
Chen Fusheng took a step forward and hurried towards the nearest red opportunity.
The kappa looked at Chen Fusheng's spirited expression and couldn't help but smile, quickly drifting to catch up.
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"Wow!"
A strange and eerie low howling sound.
Like flames burning, the sound waves sprinted forward, breaking through countless mists and obstacles, revealing a clear and visible path in an instant.
With a low roar, two tall and slender figures slowly stepped out.
The two figures were clad in dark blood-colored armor that resembled feathers. Each piece of armor leaf was like a long feather, densely covering their entire bodies, exuding a strange and mysterious aura.
When a person with a sharp face and pointed mouth, a nose like a cone, and eyes that glowed like fire quickly surveyed the surrounding environment, they frowned and said, "I smell the scent of witch blood, it sickens me!"
Then a person carried a wide scabbard covered with bright and long feathers, with a fierce and ferocious temperament. In a deep voice, he said, "No matter how much you dislike it, you must obey the orders and join hands with those sorcerers to deal with human cultivators."
Scornfully, the sharp-faced and sharp-mouthed one said:
"We are innately divine and auspicious. Why should we form an alliance with those barbaric descendants? The mortal realm is merely difficult to descend upon, but since we have arrived, what difficulty is there in slaughtering those human tribes? Simply massacre them!"
The person carrying the sword box seems to be the elder, and said:
"This time, the attack on the three major gates of the human world was proposed by the descendants of sorcerers, not our spirit races. Moreover, I have heard rumors that the proposal seems to be related to the Wind Encounter Sorcerer Clan."
"Fengxiu? The ancestral witch who is good at fortune-telling and divination?"
"Yes, the Fengxiu tribe excels in divination and fate analysis. They always plan carefully before making a move and rarely make mistakes!"
"So, aren't we here in the mortal world to kill those practitioners who benefit from sacrificing the qi of heaven and earth? I thought we were here to eliminate the emerging practitioners in the mortal world to prevent future troubles!" said the sharp-faced person with a sneer.
"Yes, and no," said the person carrying the sword box slowly. "Killing, surely we must kill, otherwise we would not have risked so much to come here and leave empty-handed."
"However, the killings are just incidental. The most important thing is to join forces with the witches and embark on a great endeavor."
"What big event?" The sharp-faced person suddenly became excited.
"With the burden of the sword box, the hesitation of whether to say it or not."
"Sharp-faced one urgently asked, 'Senior Martial Uncle, I will share half of this achievement with you! Hurry up and tell me, I'm also anxious!'"
A senior martial uncle with a sword box on his back smiled and carefully transmitted his voice into the secret passage:
"I'm not exactly sure about the specific details, but I vaguely heard that it might be related to the current Human Emperor of the mortal realm..."
"Ah?" The sharp-faced nephew was suddenly astonished.
Although he was a pure-blood of the Spirit Miracle Golden Crow clan with formidable talent, he roamed freely in the human realm. But at this moment, hearing the name "Emperor of Mankind" suddenly made his heart tremble a little.
"Could it be that the Emperor of the mortal realm has also encountered the three major obstacles?" the nephew with a pointed face asked in astonishment.
The senior sword master shook his head and said, "The Emperor resides in the Wuyang Palace and never ventures outside the barrier. It is impossible for him to come to these lands beyond the border!"
"How are we going to deal with the Emperor?" asked the sharp-faced disciple with a worried expression on his face. After all, this situation exceeded his expectations and was obviously extremely dangerous.
"Who said we were going to deal with the Emperor?" the sword-wielding senior disciple looked at his nephew with surprise, "Just based on us newcomers, we dare to talk about dealing with the Emperor?"
The young apprentice with a pointed face smiled awkwardly and couldn't say a word.
"It's just a rumor. This time, it's a big event related to the Emperor of Humanity, collaborating with the witch clan. It's not about dealing with the Emperor of Humanity, understand?" explained the senior sword-wielding master.
"So that's how it is..." Jianlian's nephew breathed a sigh of relief and immediately became proud again. "Since the two families are working together to secretly enter the borders and deal with the human race, and we also have the strategy of Fengxi's divination and fortune-telling, we are bound to be invincible in battle!"
Sword Master Shixu responded indifferently:
"Be cautious. Whether it is the various clans of witch descendants or our Spirit Aureate tribes, each have their own assigned tasks. Let's focus on our own responsibilities and strategize when we gather together."
After speaking, he pulled out a dim and ancient feather from his neck and carefully stared at it.
On the feather, a hazy path terrain emerged.
"You and I only need to arrive here..." the Swordback Senior pointed to a location, transmitting his voice into the secret passage, "burying an item there will complete the mission and return to our tribe's camp."
Mr. Sharp-face's nephew smiled and said, "It's a simple matter! If we encounter human cultivators, we will kill them."
He then turned to the front and made a "gua" sound, releasing a sonic wave.
The mist in front was once again dispersed, revealing a clear path.
The senior sword master originally wanted to remind him not to be too ostentatious, but after thinking about it, there was really no danger, so he didn't say anything more.
The two of them are pure-blooded members of the Lingrui Golden Crow clan, born as eight-level land immortals. Although their strength has been weakened by the influence of the Qi Luck of the Three Great Male Passes, it has only been diminished by three points.
But even if weakened, they are still the gods of the Eight Realms on the land! In this misty land outside the human realm, they can roam freely and go wherever they want.
Suddenly!
Jianlian, the nephew with a pointed face, and Beijianshi, the senior with a sword on his back, both slowly stopped and felt that the surrounding environment was not right.
Because at this moment, there is an extremely viscous "sticky" feeling, as if a trap is pervading from all directions.
"Not good!!"
Backsword Shifu roared loudly, immediately causing his whole body to boil with blood qi.
"The Kuafu Clan's Trap???" The Sharp-faced Master's nephew was shocked, and the scene before him immediately reminded him of the Kuafu Clan's hunting trap.
In the blink of an eye.
A tiny particle, as fine as dust, silently and utterly unremarkable "gravel."
Falling from the sky!
Coming abruptly!
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