UGB Chapter 1702 The Game, Spying from the Shadows!
Chapter 1702 The Game, Spying from the Shadows!
This thought just occurred to me!
Cheng Buzheng immediately suppressed his emotions!
He then maximized the insight of the [Divine Eye of Luo Tian], locking onto the High Priest's facial expression, especially his eyes!
Although the high priest's face showed a hint of wariness, his gaze was not fixed on any particular spot.
Those blood-red eyes were slowly and meticulously scanning the surrounding void, from left to right and from top to bottom, with an extremely subtle, cautious, and probing intent.
Like searching for a slippery fish in murky water, there was a hint of uncertainty deep in his eyes!
"really!"
A huge weight lifted from Cheng Buzheng's heart, and a cold, mocking smile welled up within him.
"It's just a bluffing little trick."
Just as Cheng Buzheng was secretly scoffing at the High Priest's probing within the spatial interlayer...
In the distant True Dragon Sea, at the bottom of the deep sea, within a magnificent palace.
Seated atop the high throne, "Shark Minghong" had a hint of amusement flash across his enormous eyes, which held the power to rage like a vast ocean.
"Heh... Interesting."
A deep, resonant voice echoed through the empty palace.
"Even though I used a secret technique to spy on him, this traitorous slave still managed to detect a clue."
"His six senses are indeed as acute as those of a startled eel..."
His massive body leaned slightly forward, an invisible pressure spreading out, his voice growing colder, carrying an undeniable sense of judgment:
"But what if we notice?"
It only adds to the fear.
When my true form arrives, all that you, this traitorous slave, have stolen...
I will take them all back, one by one!
"Your last moments... are numbered."
As he spoke, a cruel and cold smile curled at the corner of Sha Minghong's lips.
"Enjoy the taste of 'victory' before you are completely wiped out."
This is my final 'gift' to you.
The moment the words fell, a chilling killing intent, enough to freeze the abyss, flashed and disappeared deep within those enormous eyes.
The Forbidden Sea, atop a cage woven with gold and red.
The high priest stood silently on the "futon," his gaze sweeping across the still empty and lifeless void, receiving no response.
His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, then relaxed again.
"That's fine."
His voice regained its calmness, even carrying a faint, all-knowing understanding.
"Since you insist on hiding, then please do as you please."
The scenery here is breathtaking; please... take your time to appreciate it.
Having finished speaking,
The high priest ignored the spy.
Then, His body slowly sank down and sat cross-legged on the "futon" that was continuously absorbing the blood-red light.
He formed an ancient and complex mudra with his hands in front of his chest.
hum...
The radiant "futon" beneath him suddenly lit up!
Crimson blood-red runes and profound, unfathomable Daoist inscriptions instantly intertwined and appeared.
Like a living thing, it rapidly rotates and spreads along a specific trajectory, constructing circles of patterns that contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, radiating a deep and powerful energy fluctuation.
Then, the high priest, who was sitting cross-legged on the 'futon', slowly closed his blood-red eyes.
All of a sudden.
A profound and mysterious realization, like a gentle stream or a mighty river, flowed uncontrollably and continuously through the high priest's heart.
At this moment, He seemed to be completely immersed in it, entering a state of deep understanding.
As for the uninvited guest lurking in the shadows...
In His eyes, it was no longer a concern.
Not even worth mentioning.
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In the depths of the void, invisible ripples quietly spread!
Cheng Buzheng was like a drop of ink blended into mercury, perfectly hidden in the folds of the space.
His sharp gaze pierced through the barrier of the void, locking firmly onto the High Priest below, who sat cross-legged on the "futon" of the origin of the laws.
A very subtle, imperceptible change was taking place on the high priest's usually placid face—
It was a subtle shift between absolute confidence in having control over the whole situation and a certain deep focus.
However, a barely perceptible ripple flickered in the depths of his eyes, which were filled with wisdom and the vicissitudes of time.
"No, something's not right!"
He whispered in his mind.
Logically speaking, if the opponent's previous show of force was merely a bluff, after successfully intimidating all sides and seizing the [Wanxiang Qingyuan River]...
Even a moment of relaxation?
Even in the briefest moment when one's nerves are slightly relaxed, there will always be a tiny flaw that reveals the relief of a sudden drop in pressure.
This is the intuition he honed through countless life-or-death struggles.
But at this moment, the high priest showed no sign of relaxation or composure!
His expression was as solemn as a mountain, his focus almost mysterious, as if the brief burst of pressure was not the end, but the beginning of some deeper, hidden scheme.
This unusual calm made Cheng Buzheng more uneasy than any bluff.
Between the lightning and the fire.
A chilling thought seized Cheng Buzheng's mind!
This illogical behavior...
"Could it be that in this hidden void that he seems to have complete control over, besides myself, there is another spy hiding?"
The thought exploded in my mind the moment it arose.
Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, the ripples it creates can no longer be contained!
An invisible warning instantly surged to its peak.
"Did the high priest come prepared?"
Or is there another lurking in the shadows?
Almost the instant the thought took shape,
The hazy, dark golden light in Cheng Buzheng's eyes suddenly turned deep and cold.
Like two cold suns that have gathered all their heat.
He abandoned all distracting thoughts, extended the tendrils of his divine sense to their fullest extent, and began to scan his surroundings like the most precise probe.
The gaze first swept over the surging channels of fundamental laws below, then across the vast network woven from the grand array diagram.
Then he suddenly thrust his weapon deep into the void layer where he was hiding!
His "vision" penetrates through layers of spatial barriers.
The nooks and crannies of real space,
The twisted gaps in the void interlayer,
Even deeper, more violent, spatial turbulence layers capable of easily tearing apart ordinary cultivators...
Every possible hiding place was repeatedly washed away by his vast and boundless divine power, leaving no trace of even the slightest energy fluctuation or unnatural spatial folds unnoticed.
A dark golden halo flickered uncertainly deep within his pupils.
Each flash represents a region being completely eliminated.
But in the end, Cheng Buzheng discovered that this place was an empty void, and there was no such thing as a third party.
However, no matter how he searched?
How do we perceive it?
In this void area that he knew so well, apart from the majestic aura of the high priest below and the vast power of the great formation itself, there was no other substantial, hostile, or life-giving foreign aura lurking!
The search returned nothing.
this moment,
A strong sense of frustration and a hint of self-doubt quietly grew deep within Cheng Buzheng's heart.
Could it be that I'm just being paranoid, letting the other party's unfathomable demeanor cloud my judgment, leading to excessive anxiety and seeing threats everywhere?
Was the high priest's expression merely a natural calm after performing some extremely laborious secret technique?
After carefully recalling every frame of the scene, Cheng Buzheng confirmed that he had not captured any figure.
Obviously.
He also found no trace of the Purgatory Clan's ancestor using any secret techniques.
But thinking about it, it's understandable...
after all.
'Sha Minghong', who was far away in Zhenlong Sea, had no idea of Cheng Buzheng's existence.
No trace of it could be found.
Naturally, they wouldn't pay attention to Cheng Buzheng.
But the High Priest is different...
It was precisely because the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan had his sights set on the High Priest that he was able to detect something amiss.
Unfortunately, Cheng Buzheng was unaware of this cause and effect and could only repeatedly deduce it within his own circle of knowledge.
However, doubts aside.
give up?
Absolutely impossible!
The allure of those two things below is simply too strong.
The [Myriad Manifestations Pure Source River], flowing with ancient vicissitudes and seemingly bearing the profound mysteries of a world's formations,
It is a treasure in itself that could drive any array master or powerful being crazy.
And more importantly...
It was the gentle flow of water emanating from the 'futon' beneath the high priest, exuding a lawful aura that was both subtle and powerful.
Each blood-red oval-shaped point of light shone with the radiance of the Great Dao.
That was the enlightenment opportunity that countless cultivators dreamed of.
Cheng Buzheng's heart was secretly racing.
Especially when he expended enormous effort using the Taiyi Six-Line Divination method to predict the future...
The divination result once reflected this object as clearly as a mirage—
The "futon" was precisely the tremendous opportunity he had calculated!
That feeling is still etched deep within his soul.
If I obtain this item...
Cheng Buzheng could clearly foresee that his bottleneck in comprehending the laws, which was hindering his progress, would inevitably collapse!
The understanding of the laws will surge like a flood bursting its banks, leading to a higher realm—
That legendary third realm.
Even the crucial step above it!
This is not just empty talk, but a real possibility that is within reach!
The yearning of the Dao heart is like blazing magma, almost melting the glacier of reason.
Show yourself!
Seize!
Impulsive thoughts were surging within me.
But he was, after all, Cheng Buzheng, the shrewd cultivator who had survived countless perilous situations.
Alarm bells immediately went off in my mind—
Beneath this void, the world-shaking array that has been fully activated and exudes an aura of devouring heaven and earth is by no means just for show!
The moment his aura falters, the immense power of the array can instantly lock onto him, unleashing a thunderous suppression.
To show oneself rashly is tantamount to walking into a trap.
His brain was working at lightning speed, rapidly filtering, deducing, and colliding various possibilities and solutions.
The thought process gradually became clear amidst the anxious deductions:
The first insurmountable barrier: control of the grand formation!
Either take drastic measures, weakening or stripping the High Priest of his absolute control over this astonishing formation;
Either take the risk and find a gap in the vast array of power to imprint a wisp of your divine sense into the core, thus stealing or sharing some permissions!
Only in this way can he gain a relatively stable foothold and avoid the threat of being eliminated immediately upon landing.
Moreover, the speed must be fast, and the high priest must not be given time to react.
As for completely stripping the High Priest's authority in a short period of time, the possibility is extremely slim.
It is unlikely to happen.
The second peak: Defeating a formidable foe!
Once the access issue is resolved, facing the High Priest directly is inevitable.
Although the opponent's state was strange and unclear, the aura he revealed was already ridiculously strong, faintly exceeding the limit of the Nascent Soul Realm.
A head-on confrontation is by no means wise.
However... he wasn't completely without a trump card!
The key is the [Chaos Tribulation Sword], which was escorted by the paper figure and contains terrifying power!
Using this sword as the core, supplemented by his most treasured sword formation techniques, and unleashing his full power...
At the very least, it can create an invincible situation.
But Cheng Buzheng also instantly realized:
Defeating or entangled the high priest was already the limit; trying to snatch the "futon" beneath him while surrounded by powerful enemies was nothing short of a pipe dream.
Since the best "futon" is not available for the time being, let's settle for second best—
Repair and start the 'futon' next to it.
In this way, one can share this opportunity with the High Priest.
At least we won't come away empty-handed.
The logic is clear, and the direction is set.
Now is the time to break down the strategy into feasible tactics.
The biggest obstacle among them is undoubtedly that world-shaking formation!
Is it "restriction" or "theft"?
All of these require a deep analysis of the operating mechanism of this behemoth, and a thorough understanding of its energy pathways and core nodes.
This is like disassembling a complex and sophisticated instrument to find the keyhole or safety valve of its control center.
There are two sides to every story!
This great formation is operating at full power at this moment. Although its power is immense, the flow of energy, the connection of laws, and the appearance of array patterns within it have all reached their most active and clearest levels!
It's like a huge lamp lit in the darkness; although dangerous, it also illuminates its own structure and circuitry more clearly.
For a grandmaster of formations like Cheng Buzheng, this is both pressure and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see through things!
In addition, his perfect concealment gave him a relatively safe "observation post".
The decision was made.
Cheng Buzheng had no more hesitation.
The dark golden light in his eyes instantly subsided and solidified, transforming into two invisible carving knives, which focused intently on the magnificent array below that covered the heavens and the earth.
At the same time, he flicked his finger, and a blank jade slip, as smooth as mutton fat and pure in color, appeared in his palm.
This is no ordinary jade slip, but a top-grade carrier specially crafted to hold complex rune arrays.
With focused attention...
The dazzling appearance of what Cheng Buzheng saw was immediately stripped away.
The massive, dizzying network of light, layer upon layer, was scrutinized by his "Divine Eyes of Heaven"...
It begins to be analyzed and stripped away.
Decomposition and reconstruction of the scene in the field of vision —
Hundreds of millions of patterns, finer than a hair, appeared, crisscrossing and intricately complex, nesting and intertwining to form a superstructure of unimaginable three-dimensionality.
At the intersection of these array patterns and the hubs of energy flow, mysterious and profound Daoist inscriptions, exuding an air of mystery, appear and disappear.
now.
This world-shaking formation, powerful enough to suppress even the most powerful beings, has finally revealed a corner of its mysterious veil to Cheng Buzheng, who was hiding in the shadows, through its most fundamental "pulse principle" and "bones"!
A vast, intricate network of crisscrossing lines, interspersed with profound Daoist runes at its nodes…
It also gradually unveiled the mysterious veil to Cheng Buzheng.
...(End of this chapter)