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Wei Chen returned to Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan, smiling as he said, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. That area of the Crimson Ocean is filled with a lot of red insects, so densely packed that they've turned the seawater red. Since they are aquatic creatures, they won't have strong offensive capabilities. As long as we fly above them, they can't do anything to us."
"But where is the Teleportation Array? How vast is this Crimson Sea? What if we can't fly over it?" Zhao Yu asked with concern.
"Let's take it one step at a time; I can't guarantee too much," Wei Chen replied with a wry smile. He took Mu Qingyan's hand with one hand and Zhao Yu's with the other, flying into the air and heading south at a rapid pace.
Above the Crimson Sea, the pressure was incredibly intense, even affecting their flying altitude. When Wei Chen and the others first entered, they were flying at nearly a kilometer high, but as they delved deeper, he had to lower their altitude to eight hundred meters.
Soon, it dropped to five hundred meters, then three hundred meters, one hundred meters, thirty meters...
In the end, they were only ten meters above the surface.
"I wonder what those insects in the sea are like. If we fall in, it would definitely be dangerous," Wei Chen said as he controlled their speed, flying slowly. The terrifying pressure made it difficult for him to fly quickly. Slowing down was also a precaution against potential dangers.
"Why don't we go back? I have a feeling whatever is down there is terrifying. Anything that falls in will be devoured," Mu Qingyan said with a tremor in her voice. After all, she was a woman and not very brave. She and Zhao Yu clung tightly to Wei Chen's arms, occasionally exchanging anxious glances that revealed their worry; any jealousy had long since faded.
"I'll give it a try." Wei Chen pulled out a Silver Coin and tossed it into the seawater.
In an instant, the water turned even redder as countless insects swarmed toward it. The Silver Coin was devoured completely as soon as it sank beneath the surface.
Wei Chen was stunned while Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan looked terrified. It was hard to imagine what would happen if they fell in...
"Let's observe for a bit longer. If we get pressured down to less than ten feet from the surface, we'll retreat. The Teleportation Array surely won't be on that side of the sea. If it were there, anyone from Eryuan City trying to train here would surely perish one after another; how could anyone leap across?"
Wei Chen continued to lead Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan in flight as the pressure grew stronger. Despite giving his all, the distance between them and the sea surface continued to shrink.
"Paralyze, I refuse to believe in evil. I'm heading back," Wei Chen shouted angrily as he began to fly back. The pressure increased the further he flew, and after a moment, he returned to the shore.
"Wait here; I'll try again," he said.
Without waiting for Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan to stop him, Wei Chen shot off into the distance, disappearing from their sight in the blink of an eye.
"What should we do? You need to chase after him; don't let him take risks. We can think of another way," Zhao Yu urged Mu Qingyan anxiously.
Mu Qingyan shook her head with a bitter smile. "How can I catch up to him? His speed is faster than that of an ordinary Sixth Rank Spirit Wisdom Realm expert. Back in Eryuan City, if he really fought Yang Cheng, I’m afraid Yang Cheng wouldn’t be able to hurt him at all. With his speed, he can escape whenever he wants."
The two women exchanged worried glances. After this incident, their relationship had become much more harmonious.
Flying alone, Wei Chen faced much less pressure than when he was with Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan. He flapped his Fire Phoenix wings at an incredible speed, holding a flickering flame in his palm.
"Fire is indeed domineering; the pressure has weakened by several times. Those insects don’t even dare to threaten me anymore; they must be scared off by the fire."
The flame in Wei Chen's palm was the Spirit of Valor that the Demon Lotus had helped him condense. At this moment, summoned forth, it significantly reduced the pressure he was experiencing.
An hour later, he spotted an island in the distance and felt a surge of joy as he soared toward it. When he was closest to the sea surface, he was still over a hundred meters high; the power of fire was truly impressive. Moreover, without Mu Qingyan and Zhao Yu weighing him down, it was a boost for him.
In the center of the Crimson Sea lay an island no larger than a hundred meters across, its soil a deep reddish-brown. Wei Chen landed on the island and looked around; it was completely barren.
"There’s sword energy!" Wei Chen squinted his eyes in surprise.
A faint sword energy emanated from the very center of the island. With the Sword Mountain Spirit within him—both sword and mountain—he had a keen sense for detecting sword energy.
Wei Chen took slow, deliberate steps toward the direction from which the sword energy emanated. Upon reaching the center of the island, a jade Disc appeared before his eyes.
As Wei Chen looked closer, he noticed that at the center of the Disc, there was a sword hilt intricately carved with dragon patterns.
The faint sword energy was indeed emanating from that hilt.
Upon closer inspection, he saw the words inscribed on the Disc: Jinghong Sword.
“Jinghong Sword? I haven't heard of it before, but in a place like this, it must be something extraordinary,” Wei Chen thought to himself. Gathering a sphere of Soul Technique in his right hand, he firmly grasped the sword hilt and pulled upward with all his might.
However, the hilt did not budge an inch.
“This is strange. I’m exerting all my strength, which should be at least ten thousand pounds. How could I possibly not pull out this sword?”
Wei Chen tried again for a while but still could not extract it. He was drenched in sweat, and his efforts were in vain.
In fact, he felt that the sword was not only refusing to loosen but was becoming even tighter, leaving him with no way to succeed.
“According to Mu Qingyan's teachings, when the Peerless Strongman killed the Fire Phoenix and created this secret realm, the sword used to slay the Fire Phoenix was the Golden Sword from the peak of Lijun Mountain. That sword is already broken, and its Sword Soul has been absorbed by Mu Qingyan. So how did this sword come to be here?”
Wei Chen murmured to himself as he plopped down beside the Disc, giving up on pulling out the sword.
But he hadn’t truly given up; rather, he had abandoned brute force. Since he couldn’t extract it through sheer strength, he would have to rely on cunning instead.
"Logically, no matter how tightly it's inserted, it shouldn't be impossible to pull out. My strength is enough to shatter this jade plate."
Wei Chen squinted at the jade plate. He initially intended to smash it directly, clean and simple, but just as he was about to act, he hesitated.
"If I break the jade plate and damage the sword inside, that would be a loss."
Wei Chen found himself in a deep conflict. He hadn't located the Teleportation Array, and although he had found a sword, he could only touch the hilt...
"Seeing the treasure but being unable to obtain it is worse than returning empty-handed. It's just wasting time," Wei Chen muttered irritably.
"Forget it. I'll just strike this jade plate. If it works, great; if not, then so be it. Right now, I can't pull it out, but I can wait until I'm stronger to try again. This isn't just a matter of strength; my power is already spent."
With that thought, Wei Chen flew into the air, gathering a ball of Soul Power between his palms. The Soul Power crackled with electricity; it was his Spirit of Thunder. He changed his hand gestures, compressing the Martial Soul until it reached its peak before striking down hard onto the jade plate.
When the Thunder Soul hit the jade plate, a seven-pointed star formation rose up from it, absorbing all of Wei Chen's Spirit of Thunder energy. His powerful strike didn't even create a single bubble?
"So it's a formation; that makes things easier."
A smile crept across Wei Chen's face. Ni Junlin had said that his blood could break through a hundred formations!
Without hesitation, Wei Chen bit his finger and let several drops of blood fall onto the jade plate. Instantly, the jade plate underwent a drastic change; the formation that absorbed the Thunder Soul was shattered in an instant. The plate began to sizzle with sound as cracks appeared all over it.
At that moment, Wei Chen grasped the sword hilt and pushed off the ground with his legs, pulling upward with all his might.
A long sword was pulled free from its base.
“Jinghong Sword?”
Wei Chen examined the long sword in his hand. It appeared to be an ordinary weapon, measuring three feet in length, with a blade slightly over half an inch wide and of normal thickness. It was simply a very standard long sword.
“I refuse to believe that after all the effort spent in this cursed place, this sword would turn out to be just an ordinary item.”
He swung it a few times but found nothing unusual.
“I haven’t practiced Sword Technique, so I’ll ask Mu Qingyan later; she’s an expert with a sword.”
Not wanting to delay any further, Wei Chen gripped the long sword and wandered around the island for a while. Finding nothing else, he charged forward, flying towards the shore where Mu Qingyan and Zhao Yu were located.
“Strange, that oppressive force seems to have vanished?”
Frowning, Wei Chen looked out at the sea, his heart racing. He saw that the insects in the water appeared to be… dying?
Indeed, they were dying!
The surface of the sea was churning with waves, and only tiny insects were desperately flinging themselves out of the water. Upon contact with the air, they died instantly, causing the surface to ripple continuously, turning from a reddish hue to a deep crimson.
The force that had been suppressing Wei Chen gradually faded away.
On the shore, Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan watched in horror as the blood-colored insects committed suicide. They had no idea what was happening, and their underlying fears were evident on their faces. The pampered Mu Qingyan, with her eyes glistening with tears, looked as if she might burst into tears at any moment.
Seeing her distress, Zhao Yu felt a pang of sympathy and sighed softly, “Don’t worry. Wei Chen never takes risks without assurance. Back in the Eastern Wasteland, Sui Kingdom, and at the Cloud Spirit Sect, he created miracles time and again. This little challenge should be no match for him.”
Zhao Yu was also quite nervous, but she couldn't just cry like Mu Qingyan, could she? Being a bit older than Mu Qingyan, she had a stronger psychological endurance. Her hostility towards Mu Qingyan gradually faded, replaced by a sense of concern for her younger sister.
This change was extremely pleasing to Wei Chen. He didn't want to give up on either woman, and if they could become friends, that would be the best outcome.
"I know... but I'm just worried about him... In my life, aside from my two brothers, I've never interacted with any man. Only Wei Chen gives me a sense of closeness from the bottom of my heart... If something happens to him, I really don't know what I would do," Mu Qingyan said with a quivering voice.
Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment before a bitter smile appeared on her face. This girl was deeply infatuated! And what about herself? Her precious first experience had been taken away by Wei Chen. In her heart, who else could possibly fit besides him?
At that moment, terrifying waves surged up from the sea, towering waves rising irregularly and crashing into one another, bringing gusts of sea wind. Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan watched as the massive waves rolled, causing the entire sea surface to sink!
"What happened? Why is Ha Ming lowering?"
Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan stared at the sea in shock when a figure appeared in the distance, making them both feel a surge of excitement.
"Is everything alright?"
Seeing Wei Chen land beside them, the heavy weight on Zhao Yu and Mu Qingyan's hearts lifted.
"Everything's fine; just wait and see. The show is about to begin," Wei Chen said with a cold smirk. The people from Eryuan City and the Jin Family were digging their own graves with this move!
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