Cautiously Cultivating Immortality in a Strange World

Chapter 899: Disembark

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As one monk after another was swept away by the black fog, someone on the boat finally couldn't hold back any longer.

A Divine Transformation cultivator roared angrily and raised his hand to shoot out a stream of purple light.

In the blink of an eye, the light turned into a giant purple hammer and smashed down on the snake-like woman's head!

Everyone held their breath, nervously watching the result.

And they were all ready to fight in case the attack failed and the snake woman got angry and attacked them.

The same goes for Chen Lin.

His whole body was covered with green vine shields, and the Thor's Sword was looming in his hand. Just in case, the golden knife was shrunk to the size of a dagger and held in his hand.

Although it was a bit difficult to use the Green Ivy Shield and the Golden Sword at the same time, he couldn't care less at this moment.

However, what surprised everyone was that after the purple hammer magic treasure of the Divine Transformation cultivator fell, it fell directly into the water, causing a splash!

Both the snake-like woman and the big ship seemed illusory and were not affected at all!

This situation and scene made everyone stunned.

Chen Lin's eyes narrowed.

This made him think of those Tianluo believers.

The situations in both cases were exactly the same, both of them ignored the attacks of the monks.

But he immediately denied this guess. There was no Luo's aura on the snake-bodied woman, and this place was the ruins of an immortal palace, so there shouldn't be any remnants of Luo's clones.

The attack was fruitless, and everyone became extremely nervous, staring at the woman with the snake body.

The snake-like woman slowly turned her head and glanced at the incarnation monk.

Then, a black light flashed in his eyes.

"Bang!"

The Divine Transformation cultivator was exploded into a ball of blood mist without any call, and instantly merged into the rolling black fog.

Everyone was silent, even holding their breath.

The strength displayed by the opponent was too strange and far beyond their ability to resist. Even Chen Lin could not see how the opponent made his move.

However, the snake-like woman ignored everyone else and slowly turned her head back, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But no one dared to provoke anymore. They all stood obediently in the cabin, waiting for the next person to be eliminated.

Suddenly, the ship shook and the speed increased suddenly.

Chen Lin felt that the intensity of the black fog's erosion of his soul was increasing rapidly, and even he had to mobilize his soul power to resist.

Not to mention the other monks, more than twenty of them were swept away in an instant, and the originally crowded cabin suddenly became empty.

Some people couldn't bear the pressure and suffered mental collapse. They tried to use magic to fly away from the ship, but the result was the same. As long as they left the range of the ship, they would be immediately swallowed by the black fog.

The remaining people had gloomy faces. The feeling of waiting to die was more uncomfortable than fighting with others for life and death.

"Everyone, this is not a solution. I don't think this ship has the intention of letting us leave alive. Why don't we all work together to gain a chance of survival!"

A gloomy voice sounded, without caring whether the snake-like woman heard it or not, and did not even use telepathy.

Chen Lin raised his eyebrows and looked over.

The one who spoke was the Spirit Demon Ancestor.

At this moment, there were only Dong Yunqiu and the other party left. The other female disciple had disappeared, and it was probably because of this that the other party had lost his temper.

The other person was the person with the highest cultivation level on the ship. He was tall and strong, with an extraordinary aura. He received a response as soon as he spoke.

"Yes, it's either death or life, so we might as well fight!"

"Everyone, attack together and use different methods. I don't believe that the monster can ignore all kinds of attacks!"

Under the threat of death, the remaining monks ignored everything and started shouting loudly to boost their confidence.

On the other hand, the snake-like woman didn't react at all, as if she couldn't hear what everyone was saying.

This made Chen Lin suspect that the other party was not a real life, but just a puppet acting according to the rules.

"Senior, do we also want to join the attack?"

Zhao Mengru's voice transmission sounded, and she was extremely nervous. After all, if she attacked the snake-bodied woman, she would be counterattacked. Even a Spiritual Transformation cultivator could not withstand it, let alone her, a Qi Condensation cultivator.

Chen Lin actually admired the other party a little. Most of the Nascent Soul cultivators had died, but the other party survived safely. How could he go to seek justice

"Don't attack me. No one will blame you for your level."

Chen Lin replied casually.

He knew that this was exactly what the other party wanted to hear, to avoid the situation where, after everyone attacked, someone discovered that the other party did not take action and took the opportunity to kill to vent their anger.

With his permission, if others really want to vent their anger, he will have to step forward to help stop them.

Sure enough, Zhao Mengru felt relieved and quietly leaned towards Chen Lin. Although she didn't know why Chen Lin had a good impression of her, she had to hold this thigh tightly.

The Spirit Demon Ancestor then spoke again: "Okay, since everyone agrees, let's attack together. If anyone doesn't take action, don't blame me for being rude!"

There were less than twenty monks left, and most of them had no objection and nodded in agreement. The few who had doubts could only agree when they saw this.

The Spirit Demon Ancestor nodded with satisfaction, and finally looked at Chen Lin, slightly cupped his hands, and said: "This Taoist friend has not expressed his opinion, could it be that he has a different opinion?"

Chen Lin glanced at the other party and said calmly: "Don't worry, if you dare to make a move, I will accompany you!"

As soon as he said this, a cold light flashed in the depths of the Spirit Demon Ancestor's eyes, while the other cultivators had different expressions.

Everyone came to their senses and looked at the Spirit Demon Ancestor, waiting for him to make the first move so as to avoid being used as a gun.

The Spirit Demon Ancestor had a frosty look on his face, but he had no intention of taking action, which made the faces of the cultivators look very ugly.

It was obvious that the Spirit Demon Ancestor wanted to use them and he had no intention of taking action at all.

Under normal circumstances, they would not be so impulsive. It must be that the other party used some means to influence everyone's mind.

But the Spirit Demon Ancestor was a powerful Taoist, and no cultivator dared to say anything. However, no one mentioned the matter of joining forces to attack the snake-bodied woman again.

The ship speed increased again.

Several screams were heard, leaving less than ten people on the boat.

Just when these people were feeling uneasy, the ship suddenly shook and stopped

"We've arrived. It's time to get off the boat and receive the reward!"

The snake-like woman turned around and spoke softly.

Although the tone was still cold, it was slightly softened.

As she finished her words, the rolling black fog began to slowly fade away, and everyone's eyes lit up as the big ship sailed out of the range of the black fog.

A majestic city appeared in front of us!

Before anyone could observe further, the ship passed through the open gate of the city and entered the city.

Chen Lin saw that there was not only their boat, but also two other boats that followed them into the city gate, with a few sparse figures standing on them.

"Take your identity token and get off the boat!"

As the ship docked with a bang, the snake-like woman gave orders.

Then seven tokens condensed out of thin air and floated in front of the living people, with two floating in front of Chen Lin.

Chen Lin glanced at the other people, then looked around the surrounding environment, reached out and grabbed a token.

But when he reached for the second piece, he found nothing.

His expression changed, and he immediately released Xiaocao, motioning Xiaocao to take it. Sure enough, Xiaocao took it easily in his hand.

But this result did not make Chen Lin happy, instead he frowned.

Because this means that the rules here treat him and Xiaocao as two independent individuals, and they cannot rely on a contractual relationship to be exempted from certain restrictions.

But this is not the demon world after all, so it is expected that his relationship with Xiaocao is not recognized.

What really made Chen Lin feel depressed was that he tried to touch the fishing rod and found that there was a mysterious power here that suppressed the breath of the demon world, making it impossible to enter the demon world through projection!

The consequence was that he could not send Xiaocao into the demon world, nor could he bring Hua Ruyu out of the demon world.

Movement is greatly restricted.

While he was thinking, some monks had already started to get off the boat. Chen Lin did not dare to delay and called Xiaocao and Zhao Mengru, then took off into the air.

"Um?"

As soon as he activated his magic power, his face suddenly changed drastically. The mysterious energy here actually had a suppressive effect on his magic power, and he couldn't use it at all!

In desperation, he immediately tested other energies and found that except for the power of the soul, only the source of talent was unrestricted, and all other energies were suppressed.

Of course, Thor's Sword remained strong and was not affected at all.

"How are you? Can you use your sword energy?"

Chen Lin looked at Xiaocao and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Cao shook his head and said, "Master, it can be used, but it is very suppressive."

Chen Lin was slightly stunned, with a strange look in his eyes.

Since this place is called the Immortal Palace, the energy contained must be at the immortal level. The opponent's sword energy can actually be used, which is truly extraordinary.

This made him feel more at ease. As long as he could use the sword energy, he would have the power to protect himself. He didn't have to worry about the other party being restricted by his spiritual power.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the others and saw the same situation. They were all panicked and checking their own conditions.

Chen Lin often explored the demon world, so this situation was commonplace to him. He immediately calmed down, spread his soul wings, grabbed the grass in one hand and Zhao Mengru in the other, leaped from the boat, and landed on the open space on the shore.

Seeing this, the Spirit Demon Ancestor snorted coldly, and a spiral of black air emanated from his body, wrapping him and Dong Yunqiu up and flying out of the cabin.

The remaining three people looked at each other, and each of them used their soul secrets to fly down.

Those who can make it here alive have extraordinary souls.

There were already quite a few people standing in the open space.

Chen Lin took a quick look and saw that they were all monks who came in to search for treasures, and each of them had an expression as if they had survived a calamity.

More than half of the people were killed before they even saw the shadow of the treasure. This can no longer be called a fairy palace; it is more terrifying than hell.

After watching the large ship re-enter the water and disappear into the black fog, Chen Lin was about to look away when another large ship emerged from the black fog.

One ship after another, some people got off each ship, some with more than a dozen people and some with only one or two.

Finally, when there were about a hundred people gathered in the open space, the big ship finally disappeared and the city gate slowly closed.

Chen Lin made a rough count and found that there were more than twenty large ships. Assuming that each ship could accommodate fifty people, there were thousands of people on board, but only about a hundred survived.

Ninety percent elimination rate!