Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 803

Chapter 803: Chapter 278: Chaos Technique, Sword Palace Refuge

Those void ships were wrapped in transparent array shields.

The formation technique was remarkably advanced, capable of withstanding the collisions of spatial fragments.

For a long time...

Snap!!

The void ship landed.

The formation technique also exhausted its last bit of power, the array shield flickering and beginning to show cracked patterns, then with a "boom," it shattered.

With the shattering and burning of the void ship, a true domain inside expanded outward.

As the dust settled, Song Yan saw fifteen cultivators standing within, male and female, some at the Realm Spirit Realm, others at the Realm Realm, and the Realm Core Realm. These cultivators’ faces were filled with the joy of surviving a calamity, while the central cultivator wore a stern expression and said, "First, find a palace that shields from the lights of the sun and the moon."

The true domain was expanded by that central cultivator.

His true domain could only extend a little over a yard, so the fourteen cultivators had to stay close to him, fearing they might accidentally fall outside...

The group moved forward cautiously. When passing by an intact palace, a female cultivator suggested entering, but the leading cultivator rejected the idea, stating that "an intact palace is too dangerous; we need to find one that’s completely in ruins."

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Night falls...

The ruins.

Silvery white frost light streamed through the ruins’ holes into a dilapidated hall.

In the corner of the hall’s true domain, a fist-sized golden-red "fireball" was keeping the fourteen cultivators warm.

On the outermost edge of the true domain stood a young man with a grim yet exhausted expression, standing tall like a sword, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his white sword robe darkened by the smoke and dust, yet the shadowy design of a solitary phoenix could still be vaguely seen on the edge of his collar.

Wen Lianhai was the youngest Southern Pavilion master of Gu Hong Sword Pavilion, having reached the early stage of the Realm Spirit Realm, and was chosen as one of the members of the sect’s "seed plan."

As the youngest pavilion master of the sect, he should have been debating swords and teaching disciples at the peak of the Sword Pavilion Mountain, practicing diligently and comprehending the Dao, yet now he was fleeing desperately like a stray dog.

Looking at this unfamiliar place, his heart was filled with bitterness, despondency, and vigilance.

Suddenly, his shoulder was patted.

"Brother Lianhai, surviving the passage through the shattered void to arrive at Purple Cloud Heaven is already our fortune. From now on, we bear the continuation and legacy of Gu Hong Sword Pavilion."

Wen Lianhai turned his head slightly and nodded, but suddenly saw the expression of his companion who comforted him freeze.

In the center, the sect’s old ancestor of the Profound Yellow Four Realms also suddenly opened his eyes, quickly stood up, and looked not far away.

There, someone was walking in the moonlight.

He did not conceal his appearance, strolling in the moonlight that could instantly freeze a person’s soul thought.

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