Chapter 1556 1549: Entry into the Abyss (2)

Chapter 1556 1549: Entry into the Abyss (2)

An incoming VESSEL!

HALT!!

POWER DOWN YOUR FORMATIONS IMMEDIATELY! OR BE TREATED WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE AND DEALT WITH ACCORDINGLY!

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Those aboard the Minor Elysium retched dryly as nausea bombarded every cell in their body.

The only exception was Wei Wuyin, who held onto Yue Songli's slender waist tightly as she tightly clutched her fingers around his robes for stability. The passage through Void Portals was often as easy as stepping through an open door for all except those with low spatial tolerance, which usually led to some form of spatial sickness developing. Zuhei was one of the few who had this issue early on. They all seemed to be subjected to that type of sickness.

Young Master Shang didn't just dry-heave, he directly spewed out rivers of alcoholic liquid mixed with digestive fluid onto the deck, his appearance utterly wretched with messy hair and bloodshot eyes as he was on his knees with his head hung low.

Ming Shufeng was sprawled out on the floor with semi-conscious eyes and incessant hiccups. It felt like her soul was spinning and her Sea of Consciousness was flipped upside down.

Not even Su Mei was spared; the trip left her dizzy as she used her saber's scabbard to balance herself upright, trying her best not to fall. She had to repeatedly circulate her innate spatial energies to ease the discombobulating effects on her body and spiritual sense. The other Ascendants reacted swiftly too, preventing themselves from falling on their knees or on the floor. With a hazy arrow in Yao Houyi's hands that was used like a crutch, he remained upright, his innate spatial energies circulated with purpose and intensity.

Shui Fengbao had become an amalgamation of distorted flames in a vaguely humanoid shape. He floated a few inches off the deck like a ghastly, flickering will-o-wisp.

Even Su Mei's shadow took the form of a more masculine figure, seemingly contorted out of shape in discomfort.

Cao Cuifen and Liu Suyin found each other inexplicably, holding each other upright in a full embrace. Their faces were pressed together so closely that they were on the verge of touching lips. This instinctual 'synergy' was most certainly developed due to their unique circumstance of repeated tag-teaming against that ferocious dragon.

"Well," Wei Wuyin commented lightly as he cleared his throat. This was the first time he'd executed Void Portal Creation: Galactic Range in reality, having only run mental simulations prior using his Second Mind's calculation abilities. To think it would have such an effect on others.

No amount of warnings would have assisted them. After all, traversing quadrillions of miles in a single go was an unprecedented experience that was hard to describe. Fortunately, they had all lived.

Within his heart, Wei Wuyin could hear the faint draconic laughter from Kratos as if amused by the group's pathetic response to traveling such a 'short' distance. Wei Wuyin didn't know whether to laugh in amusement or cough awkwardly.nove(l)bi(n.)com

Shui Fengbao and Yao Houyi had lost control over the ship due to their disorientated states and had released the Shroud of Law and the formations to deploy certain passive contingencies that caused energy fluctuations to pulse through the Dark Void. The slowly transitioning fiery red to multicolored Minor Elysium was exposed to the nearby outpost.

As Wei Wuyin wondered whether he should seize control of the ship temporarily or wait until they acclimated, the ship's atmospheric layer was bombarded and breached by thunderous booms of Spiritual Power carrying with it domineering orders.

Finding the origin of that voice, Wei Wuyin discovered a tiny-sized rogue planet that housed hundreds of thousands of living beings, the vast majority of which were human. There was a developed civilization there.

The civilization wasn't too powerful, as the gaps between the strongest and the most common were unnaturally massive. There were mortals and those at the Qi Condensation Realm living in cities, towns, villages, and in the wilderness, lacking any Astral Core Realm cultivators, but they had experts at the Mystic Ascendant Realm at or above the Soul of Mysticism Phase.

Sensing the weaker existences, the majority had bloodline fluctuations that were faintly similar as if they were relatives, some closer than others, most extremely distant, but likely derived from the same ancestral lineage.

It was clear that this planet doubled as an outpost and a housing unit for a specific person's familial lineage, perhaps as a safety net or contingency for their bloodline's continuation.

"Those at the Mystic Ascendant Realm should be guards assigned here," Wei Wuyin muttered. He expected an outpost after Young Master Shang's detailed experiences of what he came across traveling through the four galaxies, but he didn't expect a planet. According to Young Master Shang, most outposts were Void Vessels, like the Shadow Egg of Trueborn, and possessed miraculous sensory abilities and means of escape to report any invading forces.

The White Abyssal Galaxy was divided into four Galactic Zones, but none of them occupied more than fifteen percent of the territory, as the Absolute Void Region at the heart of the galaxy occupied more than ten percent of the galaxy, while there were tons of unclaimed regions of Dark Void due to their potential dangers or the Galactic Zones preoccupation with internal matters.

Not every Galactic Zone was as developed as the Azure-Prime Galactic Region with three-way hegemony over their galaxy and all its secrets excavated nearly a million years of agreed-upon unity.

"My name's Wei Wuyin. I've traveled far and wide in pursuit of the Alchemic Dao, and have found myself stumbling upon this galaxy. I seek entry," Wei Wuyin stated directly. He originally wanted Luo Ning or Cao Cuifen to act as the spearhead of their visits, but the former was unconscious while the latter was dazed.

The other guards were stunned. Their eyes glistened almost in unison as if finding an unprecedented treasure. An Alchemist! Was that the Alchemic Stars of Spiritual Transcendence?!

The outpost leader was astonished and his mind hurriedly whirled with all sorts of thoughts. Then, he probed as his tone changed, growing respectful and cautious.

"May I ask what level of the Alchemic Dao you've grasped, Senior?"

Wei Wuyin's felt internally awkward. Senior? They may look similar in age, but the truth was far, far from simply looks. He was barely over a hundred yet this guy was over thirty thousand years old. However, since he wasn't revealing his soul aura to prevent unnecessary underestimations And troubles, he decided to ignore it.

"I've been very fortunate enough in my years to traverse the path of the Alchemic Dao to the Mystic-World level. I wonder, am I not allowed entry?" Wei Wuyin smiled. The Alchemic Stars of Spiritual Transcendence should support his Earthly Alchemic Saint or Worldly Alchemic Saint identity. Since he's long since decided not to hide his brilliance without reason, he didn't conceal his skills.

WORLDLY SAINT ALCHEMIST!!!

The outpost leader's expression changed immediately. Then, as if recalling something, he moved but stopped unnaturally. "Senior! Please wait one moment." After saying this politely, the outpost leader vanished.

A shriek of pain unfolded. Then, the other guards' expressions immediately changed as the outpost leader arrived and gazed upon them. They all grew tense, their Mystic Auras circulating. Besides the outpost leader, the strongest cultivator was only at the Demi-Mortal Phase. The disparity was massive.

Moreover, they seemed to understand something as a few gritted their teeth with eyes shining with vigilance and hatred. It was as if they were readying for a battle.

"Do I have to do it or will you all do it?" The outpost leader said coldly.

"Oh?" Wei Wuyin was taken aback by this development.

"You won't..." A guard hesitatingly said.

"I'll only seal you guys up for a few hundred years," The outpost leader said, and the others seemed to relax slightly after. Then, one by one, they began to fall unconscious as they sealed their own Sea of Consciousnesses and Mystic Cores. Doing it themselves meant they could avoid harm to their soul or cultivated foundation. As Ascended beings, what was a few hundred years?

The outpost leader was swift as he kept each member in his Internal World. Then, he looked at the planet and began visibly trembling. He slowly started to change as if he was conducting the process of cellular replication. The sight was odd as his skin and armor stretched and his aura distorted.

When he was done, two exact copies of themselves remained standing on the mountain peak. They were indistinguishable by ordinary means. Wei Wuyin could tell the first was an Incarnation akin to a physical copy. It was an extraordinary method for sure.

"Apologies for the wait, Senior." The outpost leader said as he left his Incarnation behind, floating toward the atmospheric layer and halting a mile away. From a mere glance, Wei Wuyin could tell that this World Emperor had no ill intentions. It was all quite curious.

"I, Vajarn of South Hallis, can offer myself as a guide to my humble Violet Abyss Galactic Zone, if you desire Senior."

He seemed ready to abandon his duties for this chance to act as a guide. Wei Wuyin wasn't exactly speechless, but this truly left him wondering about a lot of things. From his mental fluctuations, Wei Wuyin could sense the idea of 'potential compensation' and 'change of fate' echoing within the man's Sea of Consciousness.

"Sure." Wei Wuyin had no reason to deny a native's guidance. The prestige of a Worldly Alchemic Saint seemed to have no diminishment between galaxies.

"Thank you for this honor! I will not fall short of your great expectations of me, Senior! I can swear on my name as Vajarn of South Hallis!" The passionate words were moving and it was hard not to think that he was going to give it his all. The fact he had captured his subordinates by forcing them to seal themselves was a little jarring though.

"May I know your alchemic title, so that I may better refer to you." The outpost leader realized that Wei Wuyin's response to being called senior wasn't indifferent or good, and he hurriedly sought out an alternative even if it was a little disrespectful.

"Neo-Dawn," Wei Wuyin announced. The mere utterance of his Alchemic Dao title caused the scent of Utmost Purity Mist to skyrocket in the area, and Vajarn felt his cells and spirit thrum with greed and desire.

"World-Saint Neo-Dawn!" Vajarn greeted with a three-quarters bow while holding a strange gesture of an extended closed fist pointed at Wei Wuyin's chest.