All the monks' eyes were fixed on Ximen Wuxue.
Chen Lin did the same, not even blinking.
The other party was very fast. It passed the bottom of the monument and went up all the way. After circling the monument several times, it came directly to the top of the monument.
Such a high altitude made it very difficult for those whose cultivation was suppressed to see. Some people in the crowd had a faint light glowing between their eyebrows, which obviously stimulated their visual talents.
Chen Lin once again felt the inconvenience of not having the ability of spiritual eyes, and decided that if he had the chance, he would still find the true spiritual descendants of the Cyclops, get some golden tears, and restore his spiritual eyes.
While thinking, Ximen Wuxue gently placed his hand on the immortal monument.
Immediately, the immortal monument trembled violently and emitted a dazzling light.
A bright mysterious pattern lit up on it, running through the entire stele and connecting with Ximen Wuxue's palm. Then a ball of colorful light bloomed between Ximen Wuxue's eyebrows, completely covering his body!
The immortal monument was activated again, and it was countless times more violent than the previous one by the old golden elixir master, causing everyone to look forward to it, and they stepped back and watched intently.
This time it lasted for a long time. The colorful light on Ximen Wuxue's body became brighter and brighter, even reflecting the entire immortal monument in color.
"Buzz!"
About half a quarter of an hour later, the immortal monument shook suddenly, and then a bright light shone.
But it was retracted as soon as it was released, and then Ximen Wuxue disappeared along with the light!
The immortal monument returned to silence again, and everyone fell into deep thought.
It is obvious that the other party has passed the assessment, but how he passed it and what happened in the process of contacting the immortal monument is unknown.
All the groups started discussing, and the elders also gathered together to discuss the next plan of action.
No matter what, the fact that Ximen Wuxue did not fall down and turn into dry bones this time means that this place is not a dead end.
"Haha, it seems like this thing also depends on the person. Let me try it!"
A heroic voice suddenly emerged from the crowd, and then a sword light flashed and rushed straight towards the immortal monument.
Chen Lin's expression changed. Anyone who could drive the sword light to fly here must have a high level of cultivation. He may have a natural ability related to the sword.
This person was very fast. He arrived at the immortal monument in the blink of an eye, and then slapped it down without hesitation.
"Buzz!"
The immortal monument trembled slightly and emitted a faint light.
Both the movement and the light were much weaker than those stimulated by Ximen Wuxue, but similarly, a ball of light also lit up between this person's eyebrows and then wrapped around his body.
In just a few breaths, it disappeared!
The monks below all looked surprised and doubtful. The fact that two people disappeared in succession instead of dying made everyone nervous.
"No, look far away!"
At this time, a fairy from Wuzhen Tower suddenly spoke, pointing in the distance with a frightened look on her face.
In fact, she didn't need to remind everyone, because everyone felt that the turbulence in the space in the distance suddenly intensified, rolling like huge waves, and mixed with bursts of heart-wrenching dull sounds.
Moreover, these spatial turbulences did not stay in place, but slowly moved towards them, making the range of stable space smaller and smaller.
"Husband, the situation has changed. Should we give it a try? The longer we wait, the worse the situation may become."
Luo Qinglan had a strong sense of spatial changes. Although the distance was still far, she knew that this kind of spatial turbulence was not something they could resist now, so leaving through the immortal monument was the only way to survive.
In this case, it would be better to go early than at night. There are tens of thousands of cultivators here. If they all scramble to activate the immortal stele, some new abnormalities might occur.
Chen Lin also thought it made sense.
After a moment's hesitation, he nodded and said, "Okay."
If you don't make a decision when you should, you will suffer the consequences.
Although he is cautious, he is not cowardly and has the courage to risk his life when he has no other choice.
But he immediately said, "But wait a moment, I want to confirm one thing."
After saying this, he looked at the other monks around him.
At this time, everyone noticed the changes in space. There were many people who held the same idea as them. Almost at the same time, dozens of cultivators took off into the air and flew towards the immortal monument.
Chen Lin seized the opportunity, released his innate magical power, and cast a gray-white light on the nearest cultivator.
This cultivator was a young man. His cultivation level was probably not very high. He flew into the air very slowly and was completely unaware of being hit by Chen Lin's magical power.
The image of the River of Destiny appeared in Chen Lin’s sea of consciousness. He saw at a glance that the little fish representing the opponent was very weak, and all the lines around it were broken, without any connection!
This situation shows that no matter how the other party operates under normal circumstances, he is doomed to die, unless there is external interference and change his fate.
The immortal monument was too mysterious. In order to prevent backlash, Chen Lin dispersed the image after reading it and stared at the man closely.
But because this person was slow, before he could get close to the immortal monument, the first person to arrive placed his palm on the immortal monument. The immortal monument was immediately activated, and a slightly dim line lit up.
The second cultivator who arrived hesitated for a moment when he saw this, and without caring that the immortal monument had already been activated, he also pressed his palm on it.
Then the immortal monument trembled, and a line lit up again, slightly brighter than before.
This situation made those who came later feel certain, and they all put their hands on it.
Lines on the immortal stele kept lighting up, and it was impossible to tell who activated them. Some cultivators below even thought that this was an opportunity. The immortal stele had been activated to such an extent that even if they did not have the ability to activate it, they could still be teleported away. So dozens of figures flew up again.
Chen Lin took the opportunity to use his innate magical powers to check the long river of fate of the two cultivators. The line of one of the old woman was also broken, while that of the other middle-aged man was intact.
He memorized the appearance of these two people and observed the young man together.
As people kept touching it, the patterns on the monument kept lighting up. Some were bright, some were dim, and some were only a small, vague part.
There are definitely people who can't stimulate the lines, but there are too many people to tell which is which.
After a while, the three people Chen Lin was observing all touched the immortal stele. The young man who was flying slowly actually flew to the middle part of the immortal stele. He seemed to want to go up, but he had no strength left. He could only keep his hand on the immortal stele.
At this time, some of the people who came into contact first had already fallen down, and most of them had fallen to the ground like dumplings, and all of them had turned into dry bones.
But there were also people whose bodies were covered by light and disappeared.
Under Chen Lin's gaze, the young man and the old woman fell down, while the middle-aged man was enveloped by the light and disappeared.
This gave him something to think about.
There is no problem with the guidance given by the innate magical power. As long as the lines are continuous, it means that there will be no death.
At this moment, the space turbulence in the distance was getting closer. After getting the answer, Chen Lin no longer hesitated. He checked Yang Zishi's fate picture again, and then said: "Yang Zishi, you go up. No matter what happens, stay calm. Nothing will happen!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Zishi's eyes showed determination. He flew into the air without hesitation and took out the pill and swallowed it.
This action made Shen Baiquan, Alan and others on the side look at him with confusion. They didn't understand why Chen Lin let Yang Zishi go first. In their group, except for a few young people who practiced Qi, Yang Zishi had the lowest cultivation level.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, is there anything special about this little girl?"
Alan walked forward, took a look at Yang Zishi who was flying up, and asked.
Chen Lin pondered for a moment and said, "It's nothing. It's just that my subordinates have a low level of cultivation. If I don't go up and try now, if everyone scrambles for it later, it will be difficult for me to get it over other cultivators."
Alan didn't believe Chen Lin's words at all. This immortal monument was so huge that not only the people present, but even if there were twice as many people, they could all touch it together.
She looked at Chen Lin deeply and said, "My wife and I are best sisters. If you have any way to get people to leave safely, please don't hide it from me!"
Speaking of Yun Xiu Niang, Chen Lin couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic. He didn't know how she was doing now. He still had the wooden hairpin he got from the scene of King Xuanyin, but there had been no movement. Presumably, there was no connection between the projection and the original body.
"Okay, if I find a way, I will definitely not hide it from Miss Alan."
Chen Lin nodded and agreed readily.
Alan pouted, thinking that Chen Lin was just being perfunctory, but there was nothing she could do. She could only shift her attention to Yang Zishi to see if this little girl could actually leave.
Shen Baiquan and the others were the same, they all thought it was strange that Chen Lin let Yang Zishi go up first, so they also stared at Yang Zishi.
However, the other several Qi-cultivating cultivators took Chen Lin's words to heart and thought they made a lot of sense. If the spatial turbulence got closer, it would definitely be chaotic if so many cultivators took off at the same time, and maybe even cause a fight. Their cultivation was so low that it was difficult for them to fly, and they didn't want to die in the chaos before they could touch the immortal tablet. So after discussing with each other, they all slowly flew up.
Shen Baiquan and other Liangyi Sect managers did not stop this. They themselves didn't know whether to go up first or later, and had no reason to influence the disciples' actions.
Finally, Yang Zishi arrived at the bottom of the immortal monument.
After receiving Chen Lin's instructions, she did not continue to rise, but directly placed her hand on the base of the immortal monument.
Then, a very bright line lit up from the immortal monument, connected with her palm, and then turned into a ball of light and disappeared.
Chen Lin was delighted when he saw this. It seemed that his innate predictive ability was still effective.
In this case, Luo Qinglan and he should have no problem and can both be teleported away.
Some succeeded, some failed. Soon many cultivators fell from the immortal monument and turned into dry bones.
Moreover, more people died than were teleported away.
This made many people who were ready to take action hesitate again.