Chapter 1247 The Token
If not for Sorohar's powerful mental strength, he might have cursed out loud.
Meanwhile, Chen Yang, who was delving deeper into the spiritual domain, discovered a very important issue.
It seemed that the token on his person was establishing some kind of connection.
Chen Yang took out the token and placed it in his palm, immediately feeling a peculiar power.
This power felt… similar to the sensation when controlling the bronze cauldron!
However, the power from the token was like a ladle of water from a vast sea. If he hadn't observed carefully, Chen Yang wouldn't have noticed it.
"It seems this token is indeed somewhat special!"
Initially, Chen Yang had thought the token was merely a mark for the spiritual domain.
But after delving deeper, Chen Yang realized that the token was actually a very special product.
Each time the spiritual domain opened, most factions would only possess one or two tokens.
Yet, these items were reusable.
No one knew the origin of these tokens, but ever since the spiritual domain existed, all factions in the mortal realm possessed them.
It wasn't until Chen Yang pried open the innkeeper's mouth with spirit stones that he finally learned the truth.
For the vast majority of factions, the spiritual domain token might be a special existence.
But for the major powers of the mortal realm, these tokens… were distributed by them.
And these major powers were all exceptionally strong factions and races that existed long before the attack of the outer realm demons.
Factions that developed later, like Yaodu Prefecture, were not included in this category.
"The Wing God's Wing Clan is rumored to be one of the ancient factions."
Thinking of the stories the innkeeper had told him, Chen Yang had his own speculations.
The Wing Clan and other ancient factions occupied most of the quotas for themselves. As for the remaining ones, why were they given to others?
Perhaps it was to let them explore… to be precise, to be cannon fodder!
As Chen Yang was contemplating, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared.
A thunderous roar echoed behind Chen Yang.
Everyone turned their heads to look. In that spot, only a pile of black earth remained.
The spirit stones and other items scattered nearby were not claimed by anyone.
Bei Xuan, who had caught up to Chen Yang, exclaimed in shock, "A cultivator at the eighth level of Core Condensation… was struck dead by a single lightning bolt!"
"Even the spatial treasures on his body were directly shattered!"
"Is this the fate of those without a token?"
Chen Yang slowly shook his head, "I don't know."
"According to what the innkeeper said earlier, after the spiritual energy storm disappeared, one could enter without a token."
"I forgot to ask about other things…"
A cultivator at the eighth level of Core Condensation had died behind them without a sound.
Even Chen Yang felt a sense of melancholy.
Eighth level of Core Condensation!
In any minor faction, such a person would undoubtedly be a king.
Even in Yaodu Prefecture, they would be the right-hand man of the Prefecture Lord.
But now… they had died silently.
Not even a single person came to collect their body!
As they followed in silence, Chen Yang suddenly stopped Bei Xuan and the others.
"There's something going on!"
Bei Xuan looked at Chen Yang in confusion. Nothing seemed to be happening ahead, and the Sacred Moon Divine Venerable and his party were about to disappear from their sight!
But in the next second, ten thousand thunderous roars erupted throughout the heavens and earth.
However, despite the grand display, it wasn't as terrifying as before.
"It's not heavenly lightning, it's a formation!"
Ruan Dongjun immediately sensed that the falling lightning was unusual.
And this lightning was directed towards the Sacred Moon Divine Venerable's team!
The dozens of Core Condensation realm cultivators surrounding the Sacred Moon Divine Venerable immediately used their spiritual energy to protect themselves upon seeing this.
No one had expected that they would be attacked by others within the spiritual domain.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen Core Condensation realm cultivators hidden in the surroundings flashed out.
Although the distance was far, Chen Yang could clearly sense the spiritual energy erupting from them.
It wasn't strong!
Most of them were at the fifth level of Core Condensation, with only a few at the sixth or seventh level.
These people were truly bold!
After all, the Sacred Moon Divine Venerable had existences at the ninth level of Core Condensation by his side!
Seeing the situation, Ling Tianba raised his blade and laughed maniacally, "Good! I wondered who was so bold, I didn't expect it to be you trash!"
"What? Couldn't defeat me outside, and you thought you could in this spiritual domain?"
The Sacred Moon Divine Venerable raised an eyebrow and asked another person by his side, "Who are these guys?"
Another cultivator at the ninth level of Core Condensation chuckled, "They are merely defeated opponents."
"In the mortal realm, many tribes have long since perished. They come to the spiritual domain to fight for resources and opportunities."
"A bunch of failures who failed again."
The Sacred Moon Divine Venerable immediately understood. These people likely had a personal vendetta against Ling Tianba.
"Wasting time!" the Sacred Moon Divine Venerable cursed inwardly.
But even if he wanted to leave alone, it was impossible.
The surrounding lightning formation had already sealed them in.
"Stop the nonsense! Kill!"
The Sacred Moon Divine Venerable was becoming anxious.
Without the Peng King Venerable's arrival, the time they would waste on the road would definitely increase significantly.
Hearing the Sacred Moon Divine Venerable's urging, Ling Tianba immediately poured spiritual energy into his blood saber and charged forward.
For a time, even the mental energy Chen Yang was observing with was torn to shreds.
Two dozen Core Condensation realm cultivators were besieging them, while the other side was clearly well-prepared.
For a while, it attracted the attention of many onlookers.
Such a grand spectacle was rarely seen!
However… Ling Tianba and his group had more numbers and strength than the opponents, and soon, only two people remained in the group that was besieging Ling Tianba.
These two were severely wounded and were unlikely to leave here alive. Ling Tianba snorted, "Isn't it good for you to survive precariously?"
"But you had to come looking for trouble with your grandpa!"
Saying that, he directly shattered the opponent into a blood mist with his blood saber.
Watching all his companions fall, the only one left remaining showed a smile instead of fear.
He had never intended to leave this battle alive!
He understood the gap between them, and the surrounding formations were not just meant to trap Ling Tianba.
"Hahaha! Ling Tianba, today the spiritual domain will be your tomb!" As he spoke, the only survivor poured the lightning technique into his heart meridians.
Upon seeing this, Ling Tianba could only assume the opponent was about to detonate their own spiritual energy.
But everything he imagined did not happen.
As the last person fell, silence immediately descended upon the surroundings.
Just as Ling Tianba was about to have his subordinates clear the battlefield, a shadowy figure appeared on the battlefield.
The shadowy figure had no form, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.
Yet, the powerful spiritual energy storm around them did not carry it away!
"What is that thing?" Sorohar had never seen such a special existence before.
It was Chen Yang and Bei Xuan who immediately recognized the shadowy figure!
Bei Xuan looked at Chen Yang in shock, his voice trembling, "It can't be… that thing, can it?"