Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 355 - 168: Imperial Decree Seals the Great Mountain; Riding the Dragon

Chapter 355: Chapter 168: Imperial Decree Seals the Great Mountain; Riding the Dragon

When thinking of the Cosmic Dao, another thing that Chengming mentioned to him came to mind.

It was the Soul-Devouring Abyssal Prison, which is very likely formed from celestial corpses.

It is said that over fifteen thousand years ago, a disaster occurred in the world. A race called "Celestials" suddenly descended upon the Cultivation Realm for some unknown reason, sparking an unprecedented celestial war. In the end, the Cultivation Realm emerged victorious, annihilating the Celestials. As their bodies wouldn’t decay, they were all cast into space.

There are not many records of the celestial war, and what is heard today is merely passed down by word of mouth.

The truth within is hard to discern.

No one knows how the Soul-Devouring Abyssal Prison became connected with the celestial bodies. What puzzled Fan Wubing even more was whether the Realm of Divine Soul belonged to the Celestials. If it did, it would mean that a celestial had not truly been killed. Was this an exception, or was it common?

... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

A Dragon Soaring Armor Type Flying Ship, bearing the flags of the Great Li Dynasty and Changyun Passenger Transport, was sailing along the northern route.

Originally cloudless, the air currents suddenly changed direction, followed by rolling clouds that twisted around the Flying Ship with growing intensity, accompanied by a fierce aura.

The Flying Ship rapidly sounded the alarm and initiated defense mode.

In the cockpit, the pilot paled as he reported to the helmsman, "Judging by the movement trajectory of these clouds and the aura they’re exhibiting, I’m afraid this isn’t an ordinary air current storm, but a Horror Cloud Sea!"

"Horror Cloud Sea!" The words caused everyone’s faces in the cockpit to change drastically.

The helmsman’s heart raced. He tried to calm himself, directing, "Quickly send messages to the other Flying Ships nearby, instruct them not to approach, lest they get caught in the Horror Cloud Sea. Activate the highest level defense mode, call headquarters for immediate assistance. Let the rift navigators try using the Cloud Lifting Talisman to guide the flow of the cloud sea, and activate the Lightning Protection Array!"

The crew swiftly relayed orders to their respective posts.

Seeing the Horror Cloud Sea outside brewing thicker, the helmsman paced anxiously.

The Horror Cloud Sea is a very rare natural disaster, typically occurring a thousand miles above ground. Despite the term "cloud sea," it is not merely clouds, but a mass formed by vast numbers of bodiless Spiritual Bodies attached to the clouds. These Spiritual Bodies have almost no independent will, or you could say the entire cloud sea forms one massive consciousness.

Moving everywhere, the Horror Cloud Sea primarily absorbs immortal energy escaping from the ground and ambient energy from the stars above. Both carry a common trait of being extremely unstable, making the absorbed cloud sea volatile.

If entangled, one risks the Flying Ship being damaged and rendered inoperable, or worse, the ship destroyed, turning into nourishing bait.

The helmsman gritted his teeth and said, "Our route is merely two hundred miles from the ground; why would a Horror Cloud Sea, active only at a thousand miles high, come here!"

The experienced pilot trembled as he answered, "Perhaps something more terrifying passed through a thousand miles above, forcing them down."

"More terrifying? Even the Horror Cloud Sea fears something?"

The pilot swallowed nervously, sweat trickling down his forehead, "For instance, a powerful entity undergoing tribulation, a Celestial Demon passing by, or a Kunpeng searching for food, meteors falling, spatial rifts tearing, cosmic tempests... "

The helmsman retorted in anger, "Those things aren’t so easy to encounter!"

At this moment, the Flying Ship began to shake violently like a ship amidst a tsunami, its undulating swells greatly exaggerated.

"Disaster strikes! Activate the stabilizers quickly!" We will break apart if this continues.

One person cried out in panic, "Already activated, but it’s not holding! The external pressure is too great!"

Another shouted, "A crack has appeared in the diversion wing at the stern!"

"The power chamber at the bottom of the ship is at a standstill!"

One piece of bad news after another came in succession.

The helmsman’s face went pale. Even with over a hundred long-haul trips under his belt, he was at a loss, feeling fatigued in decision-making and powerless in command, muttering, "Such is the Cultivation Realm... disasters without known cause come just like that."

Suddenly, someone shouted, "There’s a massive aura rapidly approaching from three hundred miles back!"

"Is it an errant Flying Ship?" The helmsman hastily asked, "Have them change course immediately! We don’t want them caught up!"

"No, it’s not a Flying Ship, it’s..."

"It’s what, speak up!" The helmsman was on the verge of panic.

"Gulp... a dragon! It’s so fast! Two hundred fifty miles, two hundred miles, one hundred fif... fifty, it’s here!"

Everyone craned their necks, peering through the portholes to see behind them.

They saw a massive azure-gold dragon, carrying a formidable aura, weaving through with a curving trajectory, like a meteor shooting over, whipping up violent winds. Its speed was such that its trail condensed into an umbrella-shaped azure-gold blaze. The blaze roared like a furious beast, shrieking sharply.

The great dragon seemed completely oblivious to the Horror Cloud Sea ahead, or perhaps it simply didn’t care!

It charged straight through unabated.

The azure-gold blaze, like fire meeting dandelion fluff, rapidly incinerated the massive Horror Cloud Sea before their eyes.

The Flying Ship stabilized, with not a cloud in sight, the route clear and bright.

The crew stared dumbfounded at the remnants of the azure-gold blaze left by the now-vanished dragon, not recovering their wits for some time.

After a while, the helmsman spoke, "Report to headquarters, we had a dragon’s assistance, all is well."

The pilot gulped and said, "There were three people between the dragon’s horns."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

The helmsman corrected, "Report to headquarters, we had a powerful entity’s assistance, all is well."

...

Fan Wubing, lying between the dragon’s horns basking in the sun, suddenly opened his eyes to see a notification before him,

["Tongue Lust" has absorbed a Horror Cloud Sea, maximum life value +1.1 trillion]

He turned to see Fu Manman meditating in deep concentration, Xianchan climbing to the top of the dragon’s horn, mouth open, eyes shut, deep in thought.

Feeling Fan Wubing’s gaze, Xianchan opened her eyes and made a heart gesture with her hands.

Fan Wubing returned the gesture with a heart and then closed his eyes to continue enjoying the sun.