PFC Chapter 137 Mysterious Sound
Chapter 137 Mysterious Sound
Zhuang Yu's finger hovered in mid-air, just millimeters away from the radiant orb of light.
That deep voice, like a demonic sound from the abyss, carried a hint of mockery and chill, instantly shattering the original tranquility of the space.
He felt a chill run down his spine, a cold sensation shooting from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
"Who?!" Zhuang Yu shouted sharply, his voice echoing in the empty space, carrying the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
He abruptly withdrew his hand, his spiritual energy surging within him like a rushing river, as he warily scanned his surroundings.
The originally soft light seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, becoming flickering and eerie, with countless pairs of eyes hidden in the shadows watching his every move.
The atmosphere in the space froze instantly, as if a huge, invisible net had enveloped him, making it hard for him to breathe.
The surrounding walls became even more blurred, as if they would collapse at any moment and swallow him whole.
A faint smell of sulfur permeated the air, making people uneasy.
Zhuang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to gather spiritual energy in his hands, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.
He could sense the malicious provocation in the voice, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, luring him into an unknown trap.
Wang Yao also sensed the unusual atmosphere. She followed closely behind Zhuang Yu, her pretty face filled with tension.
She reached out and gently tugged at Zhuang Yu's sleeve, signaling him to be careful.
Zhuang Yu was currently engaged in a fierce internal struggle.
On one hand, his desire for power burned within him like a raging fire; he longed to find the source of the voice, to acquire more power, and to become stronger.
On the other hand, his cautious instincts, stemming from his humble origins, warned him that this was very likely a trap, and once he stepped into it, he might be doomed.
He frowned, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the spiritual energy gathered in his hands flickered.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in her heart.
He looked at the radiant orb of light again, and slowly raised his foot, about to take the next step, when he heard a childlike voice in his ear, like a clear spring, breaking the solidified space.
"and many more……"
The voice was clear and melodious, with a touch of childlike innocence, yet strangely it gave people a sense of peace.
Zhuang Yu stopped abruptly. He looked around warily, but found no one.
Just as he was puzzled, a dazzling light flashed from the void, and a small ball of light slowly drifted down and finally hovered in front of him.
The ball of light emitted a soft glow, and upon closer inspection, it revealed a winged elf inside.
It had a pair of big, watery eyes, curiously looking at Zhuang Yu, and its voice was clear and cheerful, "It's me talking."
Zhuang Yu raised an eyebrow, looking at the suddenly appearing elf with great interest.
He could sense a pure power emanating from the elf, completely different from the cold whispers from before.
He lowered his guard and his tone softened, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
“I am the guardian spirit of this space, you can call me Xiao Guang.” The spirit flapped its wings and circled in the air, its tone tinged with pride. “As for that voice… that is the whisper of the power deep within the space, calling upon the one truly qualified to wield it.”
Zhuang Yu's eyes lit up, and a raging fire ignited in his heart. He craved power and wanted to become stronger, and the elf's words were undoubtedly the catalyst that ignited that fire in his heart.
"So, what should I do?" His tone was urgent.
Xiao Guang seemed quite satisfied with Zhuang Yu's reaction. It chuckled, "To gain deeper power, one must naturally undergo trials. However, I won't tell you the answer directly; that would be too boring."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yu was not disappointed; on the contrary, she became even more expectant.
Unknown challenges always ignite his deepest desires.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting for Xiao Guang to continue.
Xiao Guang stretched out his tiny finger and pointed to an empty space not far away. There was nothing there except for some sparse spiritual energy drifting around.
"Over there, do you see those spiritual energies? They are guides for those who are lost, and keys to moving forward. All you have to do is follow your heart."
Zhuang Yu was taken aback. He had expected some kind of complicated puzzle or difficult battle, but he did not expect that Xiao Guang's hints would be so ambiguous, or even somewhat arbitrary.
He couldn't help but frown, wondering what secret this seemingly unrelated clue held.
He lifted his foot and slowly approached the open space, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
He didn't act immediately, but stood quietly, closed his eyes, and felt everything around him.
A gentle breeze brushed his face, bringing a touch of coolness, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of grass and trees, as if he were in a tranquil paradise.
He felt as if he had returned to the world before he traveled through time, where everything was peaceful and serene. But what about now?
He now finds himself in the world of cultivation, and he is no longer the humble youth he once was.
Zhuang Yu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning. He looked at the open space in front of him, then glanced at the elf Xiao Guang, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.
He strode forward, his steps firm and powerful, carrying an unstoppable momentum.
Zhuang Yu did not rush to act. He knew that the simpler the hint seemed, the deeper the mystery it often concealed.
He closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense surged forth like a tide, spreading towards that seemingly empty area.
A gentle breeze caressed his face, bringing a touch of coolness, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of grass and trees, as if he were in a tranquil paradise.
He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning, and looked at the empty space in front of him again, quickly recalling his previous experience in the space.
Every adventure and every breakthrough was like a brand, deeply etched into his memory.
He discovered that the operation of space is not chaotic, but contains certain specific laws.
The flow of spiritual energy and the flashing of runes all follow a set of established laws.
He smiled slightly, revealing a confident expression.
He gently raised his palm, and spiritual energy flowed out like a trickle, condensing into a thin beam of light at his fingertips, which slowly poured into the open space in front of him.
The moment the beam of light touched the air, it was as if a fuse had been lit. A series of points of light rose from the ground like fireflies, connecting in the air to form a thin line, eventually creating a complex runic pattern.
The patterns of the runes kept changing, moving slowly through the air like living things.
Sometimes they gather together like a beating heart; sometimes they disperse like outstretched wings.
Each change was accompanied by a surge of spiritual energy, causing the surrounding air to become somewhat distorted.
Zhuang Yu frowned, his gaze fixed on the rune patterns in the air.
His mind was like a sophisticated calculator, rapidly analyzing the meaning of each rune and searching for connections between them.
He matched the knowledge he had learned in the space with the patterns in front of him, his brain working at lightning speed.
As he delved deeper into the analysis, more and more runes were activated, radiating a dazzling light that illuminated the surrounding space.
Each rune that lit up represented a further step in his understanding of the secrets of space.
A joyful smile gradually appeared on his face. He felt as if he had peeled back layers of fog and was getting closer to the core of the truth.
He would occasionally turn his head to glance at Wang Yao, who was standing not far away.
Her figure appeared even softer in the light.
When Zhuang Yu saw Wang Yao's gaze, a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He smiled slightly at her, and Wang Yao returned a gentle smile.
"Om-"
At that moment, the rune patterns suddenly trembled violently, and the light they emitted became even more dazzling, almost blinding people.
Zhuang Yu's body swayed slightly as the runes vibrated, and he realized that he had touched the secrets of space.
“Space… I see…” Zhuang Yu’s lips curled up slightly as he murmured to himself.
Just then, the space changed again, and a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared, enveloping the rune pattern.
Xiao Guang exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no!"
The light from Zhuang Yu's fingertips, like a key, precisely inserted into the rune lock.
In an instant, the light shone brightly, and the originally obscure and difficult-to-understand runes seemed to be given life, and began to jump and spin joyfully.
They intertwine to form a mysterious pattern, as if telling the secrets of the depths of space.
A vast power surged from the runes, like a warm ray of sunlight, illuminating the entire space.
As the runes were activated, the mist in the space gradually dissipated, revealing the true scene hidden behind it.
Suddenly, a region shimmering with spiritual light appeared on the previously empty ground.
Various rare and precious herbs and medicines exude a rich medicinal fragrance; crystal-clear ores shimmer with dazzling light; and some unknown treasures lie there quietly, waiting for a destined person to collect them.
The light surrounding Zhuang Yu seemed to celebrate his success, becoming brighter and softer.
The medicinal herbs and elixirs seemed to sense his approach, gently swaying their branches and leaves, releasing an even richer fragrance.
The air was filled with a refreshing fragrance that made every cell in Zhuang Yu feel incredibly comfortable.
His fingertips gently traced a spirit bead that emitted a blue light. The surface of the bead seemed to ripple with water, emanating a chilling aura.
The cold air wasn't biting; instead, it made him feel incredibly refreshed.
He knew that this was an extremely cold spiritual pearl, a rare treasure for those who cultivated ice-based techniques.
He then walked up to a bright red fruit, its surface seemingly burning with flames and radiating a scorching heat.
Zhuang Yu sensed the powerful energy contained within the fruit.
He did not rush to collect these resources, but slowly looked around, deeply imprinting the aura of each treasure in his mind.
A slight smile appeared on his lips, revealing a satisfied expression. These treasures were like wings to a tiger for him.
He can use these resources to further improve his cultivation and make himself stronger.
Just as Zhuang Yu was about to collect these resources, the space suddenly began to shake violently.
The ground beneath our feet surged like waves, and the surrounding walls began to shake, emitting muffled thuds.
The light in the space became chaotic, flickering on and off, as if it might go out at any moment.
An unsettling atmosphere filled the air, making Zhuang Yu feel a sense of crisis.
"Watch out!" Xiao Guang's voice became shrill, and its small body trembled violently in the air, as if it sensed that something bad was about to happen.
Zhuang Yu raised an eyebrow, becoming wary.
He grabbed Wang Yao beside him, shielding her behind him, his gaze sharp as he scanned their surroundings.
"Buzz—" The space trembled again, this time even more intensely than before, as if the entire space was groaning in pain.
He held Wang Yao tightly, cautiously observing their surroundings, when he heard Wang Yao's soft sigh beside him: "Brother Yu..."