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n341 Escape From the Burial Ground (2)

nThe dark red eye seemed to flash slightly as it noticed Jiang Ming, the pest that had escaped from the fall. It did not even take the initiative to release its aura. However, Jiang Ming felt an evil intent that was countless times more terrifying than before, attacking his divine will.

nIf it were not for the indestructible origin light continuously releasing its power to keep his consciousness clear, he would have died.

nThe black sword in Jiang Ming’s hand suddenly trembled violently, and it shouted in fear, “Run quickly.”

nJiang Ming did not hesitate. As soon as he saw the eye clearly, he desperately mobilized all his strength, accelerated crazily, and rushed toward the river.

nThe river surged. Following the collapse of the mountains and other rivers, it became shaky. Even the illusory galaxy at the end of the river was like a reflection in the water. It swayed unbearably and would completely shatter at any moment.

nBehind him, a terrifying aura rushed into the sky. Jiang Ming felt that the world had darkened. Endless darkness was sweeping toward him.

n“What a terrifying existence.” Jiang Ming’s heart trembled. He rushed forward with all his might and stepped into the illusory river. However, there was no water under his feet. The so-called river was so dim that it almost did not exist, as if there was only a shadow left.

n“Damn it, the black sword is indeed a jinx.” Jiang Ming cursed in his heart. However, he did not dare to stop. He ran toward the end of the river.

nAt this moment, Jiang Ming finally realized that the beautiful scenery was just an illusion.

n“Damn it! Don’t tell me it’s a Saint’s corpse!”

nThe more dangerous the situation, the easier it was for people to let their imaginations run wild. Jiang Ming ran so fast that his shoes almost fell off. Suddenly, his body turned cold as he thought of this possibility.

nJiang Ming did not dare think further. He just wanted to escape from this burial ground as fast as possible.

nFinally, at the end of the river where Jiang Ming had almost disappeared, he touched the illusory galaxy and felt a chaotic spatial aura.

nAs long as he rushed over, he should be able to leave.

nHowever, at this moment, a sword intent suddenly sounded in Jiang Ming’s ears. The clear sound was like the sound of spring water, making him feel relaxed and happy.

nSword intent erupted one after another like bamboo shoots after a night of rain.

nHowever, his speed also increased sharply under this terrifying sword intent. Like a cannonball, he was blasted into the illusory galaxy.

nFeeling the power of space surging around him, Jiang Ming tried his best to turn around and look behind him.

nEndless sword auras shone and dispelled the darkness in the Burial Ground. It was as if the starry sky was flickering and the universe was breathing, containing the endless aura of the great cultivation.

nUnder the sword aura, the heavens bowed down. The dark red eye erupted with a terrifying dark fog as means of resistance. However, it was still rapidly suppressed and quickly dimmed and dissipated.

nA thunderous roar rang out, causing the entire Burial Ground to tremble. Around the dark red eye, an even larger body seemed to be emerging.

nThe scene in front of him shattered like a mirror. However, Jiang Ming could not see anything.

nAfter an unknown period of time, Jiang Ming fell into a forest.

nHe stood up with a grimace and looked around.

nOutside the forest, a pitch-black river flowed endlessly, as if it had existed since ancient times.

n“The Soul Suppressing River? Am I back in the Black Rock Ruins?”

nJiang Ming’s eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised.

nWhen he left the Burial Ground at the last moment, the spatial passageway was almost shattered and extremely unstable. He did not expect to be thrown back.

n“Could it be that the Burial Ground is somehow related to the Black Rock Ruins? Could it be that this blessed land of cultivation was once transformed from a Saint?”

nJiang Ming guessed. Then, he suddenly looked at the Soul Suppressing River. “Perhaps it is closely related to this Soul Suppressing River. The Soul Suppressing River really hides quite a number of secrets.” Jiang Ming stood up. After centering himself, he continued to rush to the depths of the snowy valley.

nHowever, just as he stretched out his arm, his face suddenly twisted, and he rolled his eyes in pain.

n“What happened?”

nJiang Ming was shocked and quickly looked inside. He was shocked to find that his wounds from before had only healed externally. He was still severely injured internally.

nTraces of sword intent remained, destroying his body and meridians.

nThe indestructible origin light was silent and did not continue to release its power, allowing the remaining sword intent to wreak havoc.

n“Hmm?” Jiang Ming was bewildered when he suddenly noticed something strange.

nThe sword intent with different cultivation runes circulated in the meridians and bones in his body. This sword intent was the shadow of the terrifying swords in the Burial Ground. Even if their power was extremely weak, Jiang Ming would never be able to expel them by himself.

nHe even suspected that even the most powerful cultivators in the blessed of cultivation might not be able to do anything to this sword intent.

nHowever, at this moment, Jiang Ming realized that the power of the sword intent in his body seemed to be gradually decreasing. It was as if something was eating away at it.

nSoon, he found the source.

n“Is it this seed?”

nJiang Ming looked inside his spiritual core and stared at the green seed that was surrounded by chaotic gray fog on the spirit base.

nAfter the chaotic gray fog fused into the seed, it no longer had the sharpness it had before. Instead, it had an ancient and calm feeling of returning to its original state, as if it had become even more extraordinary.

nAt this moment, Jiang Ming was surprised to find that the seed was shimmering with a faint light.

nThe vitality in the seed seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. It was as if the sword intent could become its nutrients and provide it with the power to grow and germinate.

nJiang Ming was shocked. He asked the black sword, “Friend, can you sense what level of power that eye and those terrifying sword lights had?”

n“There is no doubt that it is a Saint Realm confrontation,” the black sword said without hesitation, and there seemed to be some lingering fear in its tone. “The eyes and sword aura that you saw were just projections. Otherwise, we would have been finished long ago. The true confrontation will probably take place in the deepest part of the Burial Ground, and not the place you see on the surface. That place houses an extremely terrifying thing. If it erupts one day, the entire cultivation world will probably suffer.”

nJiang Ming’s heart trembled. Even the projection on the surface had such a terrifying scene. How terrifying would the real place of confrontation be?

n“Is that red eye a Saint’s corpse transformation? Or is it a Saint who evolved the Burial Ground to suppress some huge monster?”

nJiang Ming sighed softly. The Saint was too mysterious. It involved a place that was not something he could explore now. He had to be more cautious in the future.

n“In addition, it seems that the injuries in my body can only be completely healed after the seed has devoured the sword intent.”

nJiang Ming shook his head helplessly. This seed was a little overbearing to be able to devour the projection of a Saint Realm power.

nHe identified the direction and continued to head deeper into the ruins. There was nothing to be afraid of. Although he was injured, he was still invincible in the Foundation Establishment Realm area.

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