Chapter 177

At the top of the Bronze Gate, Ling Baiyu led Saint Realm cultivators to the Traces of Heaven.Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

Soon, the ancient cultivators appeared as they did in the past.

However, they didn’t join forces to strike an attack directly to force the Bronze Gate back like they did last time.

Instead, they surrounded the Bronze Gate and continuously attacked the cultivators on top of it.

Thankfully, the Bronze Gate shielded Ling Baiyu and Saint Realm cultivators. To begin with, their realm had fallen and was much weaker than these ancient cultivators.

Secondly, the heavenly treasures they carried supplied the Bronze Gate with pure spiritual Qi.

Hence, there was limited strength.

But, unlike them, the ancient cultivators were controlled by extraterrestrial devils whose power came from the Trace of Heaven above their heads.

As long as the Trace of Heaven remained, the ancient cultivator’s strength wouldn't be limited by how much Spiritual Qi was present on the Lingxuan Continent.

Within a moment of exchange of blows, many Saint Realm cultivators on top of the Bronze Gate fell, including Bi Hua, who had first found Ling Baiyu.

"Master!"

Ling Baiyu, who was in front of them, turned her head back with a look of pain and rage. She was almost subconsciously considering turning around and saving the people behind her.

However, before she could turn back, more ancient cultivators appeared that attacked and slaughtered them right in front of her eyes.

This scene was almost enough to drive Ling Baiyu insane.

After all, these cultivators behind her could all be considered her masters.

All these years, her masters have provided her with a lot.

But now that Ling Baiyu watched many of her masters die before her eyes, her heart couldn't bear it.

"Baiyu, don't look back... keep going and seal the Traces of Heaven."

"Don't look back, just ke..ep going..."

"It doesn't matter if we all...die, you must succe...ed."

Many familiar voices began to ring in Ling Baiyu's ears. However, before they could finish speaking, their voices abruptly ended.

This meant that the owners of these voices had lost their lives.

Even though Ling Baiyu was in great pain, the words of her masters made her turn back abruptly and advance the Bronze Gate toward the trace of heaven.

Everything would be over as long as she could seal these Traces of Heaven.

Gradually, such a scene repeated many times and the familiar auras behind Ling Baiyu continued to disappear.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of Saint Realm powerhouses had fallen, and only a few remained. However, these cultivators had nearly exhausted their strength, and they might fall again at any moment.

But suddenly, the Lingxuan Continent shone behind them as despair surfaced on their faces.

"Let's join forces and raise the Bronze Gate to seal the Traces of Heaven."

As Lin Zhengyang shouted sternly under his breath, he continuously channelled spiritual Qi into the Bronze Gate.

As of now, he was simply a Saint Realm cultivator.

Moreover, the others around him had all exhausted their strength.

Only Lin Zhengyang and Qin Xiaowan remained, so there was no way to raise the Bronze Gate.

Thus, the Bronze Gate was out of control and continued to fall toward the Lingxuan continent.

Seeing this, a look of despair flashed on everyone's faces.

After this failure, they knew they wouldn’t have a chance to seal the Traces of Heaven again.

"Gentlemen, I still have another plan."

When everyone was in despair, Lin Shu, whose face was pale, suddenly spoke.

However, an unpleasant feeling suddenly arose in Qin Xiaowan's heart as she looked into the determined look in Lin Shu's eyes.

"Xiao Shu, don't." Subtly, she wanted to stop Lin Shu.

Looking towards Qin Xiaowan, whose face was full of despair, Lin Shu slowly knelt before her and Lin Zhengyang and said, "Father, mother, there is no other way now... If there is another life, I will be your son again."

Tears were already streaming down Lin Zhengyang and Qin Xiaowan's cheeks.

In particular, Qin Xiaowan reached out her hand to pull Lin Shu, but Lin Zhengyang grabbed her wrist.

Lin Shu slowly got up, scanned the crowd around him, and said, "The Mind Cultivation Technique only cultivates the mind, not the body. This body is the one that shackles. Uncle, I hope you can help me pass this mind cultivation technique on."

After Lin Shu's calm voice, his figure, which appeared to be made up of millions of light rays, suddenly rose from his body.

With one hand, the figure grasped a brush while holding a booklet with the other.

After stepping forward, he rested his hand imaginatively, grasping the falling Bronze Gate immediately.

Swoosh!

Lin Shu flew towards the Traces of Heaven in the sky, holding the Bronze Gate.

The Bronze Gate suddenly began to emit a thread that looked like copper when it reached the Traces of Heaven. Little by little, the thread was woven into the Traces of Heaven, and they closed in.

Boom! Boom!

In a sense, it was like tug-of-war.

The copper threads that shot out of the Bronze Gate kept pulling together the cracks on both sides of the Traces of Heaven.

After a few moments in this strange situation, the Traces of Heaven finally sealed.

In the sky, there was only a Bronze Gate left.

At this time, the Traces of Heaven, which had threatened the Lingxuan continent for nearly ten thousand years and had sucked almost all the spiritual Qi from it, had finally been sealed.