Chapter 172: Colored Glaze Vajra Hand (1/2)

Chapter 172: Colored Glaze Vajra Hand

In every full moon night, during the period from 11 p.m. to 1 a.m., a change would appear in the bloody mist of Evil Dragon Abyss, and the might of ancient restriction would also weaken substantially. But the time limit was extremely short two hours. After that period of time, terrifying ancient restriction and bloody mist would reappear rolling on with full force. Ever since ancient times, countless disciples had been banished to this Evil Dragon Abyss, and some of them had unintentionally grasped the changing pattern of bloody mist, still, due to the delay, innumerable experts had died here.

There was only a breath time remaining, but Ye Chuan had to surmount three hundred stone steps. This was like a great chasm to current Ye Chuan. And at this final moment, he could only entrust all his hope to this small wind chime.

A clear and melodious rapid sound of bell ringing spread throughout the air.

Ye Chuan was already short of breath and was already able to smell the aura of death. Little by little, he lost his heart. With terrifying bloody mist seeping into his body, he felt burning pain in his muscles, bones, blood and internal organs. And at that time, Ye Chuan slipped. Like this, not only he wasn’t able to rush upward, he instead fell downward.

“Finished, this time, we are truly finished!”

Inside the space of Cyan Lotus Lamp, the puppet doll possessed by old evil spirit Hei Kui dazed, and his eyes were full of despair.

With his very strong cultivation base, even though he was within the space of Cyan Lotus Lamp, he could also sense the circumstance of outside. But, without Ye Chuan summoning him, he didn’t have any means to come out, so he could only look helplessly, waiting for the death. That kind of feeling was even ruthless than a blunt sword cutting the throat, which was sufficient to make people fall apart.

Dingling, dingling……

Clear and melodious bell ringing sound didn’t dissipate, instead became even louder and clearer.

Ye Chuan who had missed his footsteps and fallen down didn’t thoroughly despair like old evil spirit Hei Kui, in this juncture when his life was at stake, he did his utmost to shake the wind chime in his hand. This tenacious originated from his persistent to never give up until the last moment, and also originate from his confidence in the cyan robed Seventh Elder. Ye Chuan had an inexplicable trust in this mysterious cyan robed person.

In the middle of the dense bloody mist, suddenly a golden light flashed.

Ye Chuan raised his head and saw a big hand descending from the heaven. It was glittering like a hand forged from a pure gold. Looking carefully, beneath golden light was glittering and translucent colored glaze without even a trace of impurity. A golden light outside, colored glazed inside, even when passing through the bloody mist, this hand was neither bound nor corroded in the slightest. Seeing this big hand, Ye Chuan suddenly recalled a long lost technique of Wilderness World, Colored Glaze Vajra Hand. According to the legend, this was also a technique of ancient Buddhist Sect. Moreover, this was a first-rate technique of Buddhist Sect, was the life technique passed down by Colored Glazed Vajra Buddha.

The big golden hand was astonishingly fast and quickly grabbed the falling Ye Chuan. Then the whistling sound of wind suddenly resounded beside the ear of Ye Chuan, and instantly, he felt as if his body was about to tear apart due to the high speed. He felt as if he was shuttling back and forth between different spaces, and also like he was riding the clouds and flying on the mist totally oblivious to where he was. His consciousness halted and his mind became a blank space.

It felt as if a long time had passed, but again felt as if only an extremely short time of instant had passed. But at this moment, the wind disappeared and that terrifying bloody mist had also disappeared, so Ye Chuan calmed himself down and looked around, only to see that he had already returned to the top of the abyss. At this moment, cyan robed Seventh Elder was still quietly sitting beside Evil Dragon Abyss just like that moment before he had jumped down the Evil Dragon Abyss. His posture and expression hadn’t changed in the slightest.

Bong……

The ninth bell rang, and a long-drawn-out sound came from Evil Dragon Abyss’s underground world.

After that, the entire Evil Dragon Abyss was shrouded by an inexplicable boundless power. Now the people outside wouldn’t dare to rashly rush in and the evil spirits inside also would be able to rush out.

The ancient restriction of Evil Dragon Abyss was finally activated completely, he had won the life and death duel that lasted only a breath of time.

“Many thanks, Seventh Elder!”

Ye Chuan bowed in gratitude after he came back to his senses.

This cyan robed person was a true expert!

Was he half-Sage realm just like white-haired Heavenly Empires, or was an honorable aloof and refined Sage?

Ye Chuan secretly sized up this cyan robed man being surprised secretly in his heart. In his previous lifetime, he had seen many Sage realm experts, and seeing them was nothing surprising. But in this lifetime, he didn’t know what kind of earth-shaking matter had occurred, greatly changing this Wilderness World, but the experts of Sage realm were undoubtedly few and rare.

“How are you feeling?” Cyan robed man asked.