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Chapter 156 The Center of the Ink Vortex

After obtaining the required information from Le Dong, Shi Chen deduced some key points and found that the problem was most likely with the carp dragon's body.

When the carp dragon was killed, its body should have been taken away. Even if it would make one wanted by the mermaid clan, there would be a great chance of escaping from Dayu Continent.

However, he left behind a body, which undoubtedly became a clue. The Siren Royal Family might have a secret method that could detect clues and reveal some of his secrets. It is for this reason that the Siren Royal Ancestor came to pursue him personally.

Could it be that the secret technique of divine consciousness has been exposed? Did the ancestor of the Siren clan discover something?

The cultivation method of the sirens is very different from that of humans. The cultivation techniques of humans have no effect on them. However, this is not the case in terms of spiritual consciousness. Everyone is similar, and the spiritual consciousness cultivation method can be practiced universally.

The general method of cultivating spiritual consciousness can only gradually nurture spiritual consciousness step by step, and gradually strengthen it as the cultivation level improves. However, after practicing the Soul Tempering Technique obtained by Shi Chen, the strength of spiritual consciousness can be matched with that of a higher level, and there are also secret spiritual consciousness techniques.

In future battles, after using the secret technique of spiritual consciousness, you must deal with the scene properly. Even if you don’t take it away, you must do your best to destroy it and hide your own trump card to the greatest extent possible to protect yourself.

This negligence taught him a profound lesson.

Practicing and realizing the truth is to go against the will of heaven. No matter how blessed you are or how lucky you are, if you cannot save your life when your cultivation is still low, everything is in vain.

Shi Chen secretly regretted this mistake deeply. He knew that this mistake was a low-level one. He couldn't help but reflect on whether his cultivation path had been too smooth, so that when faced with such a situation, he could make such a fatal mistake.

He warned himself that he must be more cautious in the future and must not let a moment of carelessness lead him into such a desperate situation again. He was lucky this time and was able to hide in this ink vortex to avoid the limelight for a while, but he might not be so lucky next time.

Shi Chen gritted his teeth and his eyes became firm.

He told himself that he must learn lessons from this experience and constantly improve his strength and ability to deal with crises.

Only in this way can we go further in this world of practice full of crises and challenges and achieve our practice goals.

At the same time, he was also thinking about his future. The Sea Monster Emperor was watching closely from outside, and even if he could temporarily hide in the Ink Vortex, it wouldn't be a long-term solution. He had to find a way out of this predicament.

Thinking of this, Shi Chen took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and concentrated on dealing with the situation at hand again.

Shi Chen could no longer control his body; the pulling force of Mo Wo exceeded his ability to resist.

He absolutely did not want to be caught by the Sea Monster King and suffer the pain of soul-devouring and soul-searching, so he could only fight for a glimmer of hope in the ink vortex, hoping that the Xuanhuang Pearl could protect him.

The closer they got to the center of the vortex, the stronger the pull. After a thousand miles, Shi Chen could no longer withstand the immense force. His skin was torn and cracked, and his hair was plucked out. He had already put away his robes and even his storage ring into the Xuanhuang Pearl.

When he was still three hundred miles away from the center of the Mo Vortex, Shi Chen could no longer hold on. His skin was completely torn off, and the flesh and veins under his skin began to be damaged, making it impossible for him to move forward.

In desperation, he entered the Xuanhuang Pearl and could only allow the suction of the ink vortex to pull the Xuanhuang Pearl towards the center of the vortex.

The huge suction force made the Xuanhuang Pearl move at an extremely fast speed. It was three hundred miles away, and in less than a moment, the Xuanhuang Pearl was sucked into the vortex center.

The Xuanhuang Pearl successfully resisted the pulling force of the Mo Vortex. Shi Chen released his spiritual sense, trying to observe the situation at the center of the Mo Vortex. However, as soon as his spiritual sense appeared outside the Xuanhuang Pearl, it was torn apart and annihilated by an unknown force, and he could not feel the situation at the center of the vortex at all.

If the vortex center is not a passage, then Shi Chen will really be trapped here.

He waited patiently for three days, trying to send out his spiritual consciousness every hour, but they were all annihilated one by one.

Shi Chen had no choice but to sit down cross-legged, swallow the healing pill, and recover from his injuries first.

With the help of a top-grade healing pill, Shi Chen finally recovered from his injuries after twelve days. There was no way to remove the spiritual mark in his sea of consciousness, so he could only slowly dissipate it with his spiritual consciousness.

It only takes Shi Chen half a day to condense a Soul-Forging Hammer. Before the soul mark was attached to his sea of consciousness, he had never practiced the Soul-Forging Art.

After entering the center of the Ink Vortex, since the outside environment could annihilate the spiritual consciousness, there was no need to worry about the imprint of the spiritual consciousness being exposed. He condensed the God-Forging Hammer again and began his daily practice.

After only three days of practice, Shi Chen felt the Xuanhuang Pearl fall to the ground and touch a solid entity.

He carefully scanned out his spiritual sense.

Hmm! Not annihilated, able to sweep out a range of ten feet, so I began to observe the surrounding environment.

The Xuanhuang Pearl fell next to a rotten chain mail. Nearby were many broken and rusty weapons, some of which were stuck in the ground, and some were lying on the ground.

The surroundings were dark, and within the range of Shi Chen's spiritual sense, there were more than ten rotten weapons and armors.

This place seems to be a battlefield, an ancient battlefield. It has been there for who knows how many years, and the magic weapons have become rotten.

The air was filled with murderous aura and it was dark and gloomy. The space seemed to contain some unknown thing. Even the spiritual consciousness could sense a sticky feeling. There was not even a single plant here, and there was no life on the black land.

After carefully using his spiritual sense to explore for three quarters of an hour and finding that there was no danger, Shi Chen walked out of the Xuanhuang Pearl.

As soon as he appeared, the murderous aura around him suddenly gathered and pressed towards Shi Chen.

He felt the murderous aura, which, although did not cause any physical harm, made him panic and extremely nervous, just like a prey being targeted, and he felt that there was a pair of invisible eyes staring at him.

After taking back the Xuanhuang Pearl, Shi Chen looked around carefully. He did not find a single skeleton, only countless broken equipment. With a slight touch, they turned into dust and piled up on the ground.

He tried to fly, but couldn't. He cast a few spells, and they were still usable, but their power was only a third of what it used to be, clearly suppressed by this special area. Fortunately, it was only a no-fly zone and a spell suppression zone, not a complete ban.

I can't feel the existence of the formation. Is it a natural regional ban?

The ink vortex heart rolled him here, and it turned out to be an ancient battlefield. It was unknown how many years it had existed. In the dim and dark environment, he could only vaguely see a distance of twenty feet.

The armor and weapons in sight can be confirmed to be magic weapons of top grade or above, and many of them are even more than magic weapons. However, they have decayed due to the erosion of time here.

Shi Chen guessed that this battlefield had existed for tens of thousands of years. The magical artifacts, lacking spiritual energy for years and immersed in the murderous aura, had decayed. To understand the situation here, he had no choice but to search everywhere for clues.

He walked a hundred feet forward, backward, left and right, and finally returned to the place where he fell. The surrounding environment was exactly the same.

Without any sense of direction, I could only rely on my own feelings, slowly groping forward in one direction, my feet on the black ground.

As Shi Chen walked slowly forward, he imagined in his mind what this ancient battlefield looked like.

In the distant past, this land may have been scorched by the scorching sun, the sky was filled with flames of war, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

Countless armies of monks were dressed in shining armor and held extremely sharp divine weapons. Their eyes were full of determination and fearlessness.

Banners fluttered, drums thundered, and the warriors formed into neat formations, charging forward with resolute steps. Magical radiance streaked across the sky like meteors, colliding with enemy attacks and unleashing brilliant and deadly sparks.

Spiritual beasts neighed, armor clashed, and generals commanded with unwavering confidence before the battle. Their roars inspired every soldier to fight bravely. Blood stained the ground, and the groans of the wounded mingled with the cheers of the victors.

Those magical weapons of the highest rank and above shone with dazzling light, each wielded with devastating force. Storms of magic swept across the battlefield, reducing any enemy standing in their way to ash.

However, war is cruel, and countless lives are lost in an instant. The bodies of the soldiers are piled up like mountains, and their blood gathers into rivers, flowing on this land.

Shi Chen seemed to see both sides giving their all in that final decisive moment. The sky was shattered by the powerful spell, and the earth was cracking in a violent tremor.

In the end, this brutal battle ended with one side winning a tragic victory, and the battlefield fell into silence and desolation.

Coming back to his senses, Shi Chen looked at the decaying scene before him, feeling a surge of emotion. All the glory and heroism of the past had now turned to dust, leaving only this silent and sorrowful ancient battlefield.

One hour, two hours, ten hours, until Shi Chen had been walking for three days, when he suddenly came to his senses and found himself at the entrance to a narrow crevice in the mountains.

He had no recollection of how he got here. He only remembered that he had been walking non-stop for the past three days.

I was groggy and walked to the entrance of the valley, then suddenly woke up. The murderous aura here was really strange and could affect my mind.

When he reached the entrance of the valley, his murderous aura suddenly subsided and he came to his senses.

In front of him was a high mountain, twenty feet away from Shi Chen, with a narrow gap in the middle, forming a line of sky.

The mountains on both sides of the passage are smooth and straight, as if they were split in half by a sword.

If this was a naturally formed rock wall, it would never be so smooth and straight.

The road surface of the passage was pale white, completely different from the black soil outside, and was very easy to distinguish. The passage extended twenty feet into the gorge, and Shi Chen happened to be standing on the passage.

There is a steep mountain at the side of the passage, and it is unknown how high or how long the mountain is.

There are huge mountains and gorge passages in front of him, and a black soil battlefield behind him.

Shi Chen did not enter the passage immediately, but tried to climb the mountain.

After climbing twenty feet, the murderous aura around was nearly twice as strong as at the foot of the mountain.

Continuing to climb upwards, when he was sixty feet from the ground, the murderous aura had already taken shape and passed through Shi Chen's body like a sharp blade, but this intensity did not pose a threat to Shi Chen.

When he climbed to one hundred feet, Shi Chen gave up climbing because he was injured.

After reaching a height of one hundred feet, what formed around was no longer a sharp blade with murderous aura, but a strong wind.

Just a gust of wind blew, and Shi Chen's skin and flesh cracked, his bones creaked, and his internal organs ached.