Chapter 187: Eye of Creation

Chapter 187: The Eye of Creation

Shen Lian said expressionlessly, "I think you're the ones who won't take a hint until you're forced to."

With that, Shen Lian pushed Yan Huaixuan and Fei Yun to a safe spot, cast a barrier, and sealed the two of them inside.

He didn't even give Yan Huaixuan a chance to speak before charging at the group alone.

But the moment he started fighting, Shen Lian immediately sensed something was wrong.

The power these people unleashed was neither spiritual energy nor demonic qi.

It felt like a power Shen Lian had never seen before.

A flicker of doubt crossed Shen Lian's brow, but he didn't worry too much about it.

Though he couldn't tell their cultivation level, Shen Lian could tell none of them were as strong as he was.

Moreover, Shen Lian noticed that when he cut one of them down, no soul emerged—the body just vanished.

These people didn't have souls.

Shen Lian froze. Wasn't this the same as the ancient corpse in the lotus pond?

If these people were the same kind of beings, then—

A cold, eerie blue flame suddenly burst to life in Shen Lian's palm.

The moment the flame appeared, the horde of dried corpses charging at him did falter for a moment.

Shen Lian noticed their hesitation and a faint smile curled at his lips. He coated his sword with the Nine Abyss Fire and swept it toward them.

Any dried corpse touched by his Nine Abyss Fire vanished in the blink of an eye.

The village chief leading them gnashed his teeth in fury.

He glared at Shen Lian. "Just you wait."

With that, he raised his hand and signaled the others. "Let's go."

Shen Lian appeared in front of him in an instant.

He stared at the village chief with a blank face. "Did I say you could leave?"

The chief's expression shifted, and he grabbed a dried corpse to block Shen Lian's way.

After Shen Lian turned that corpse to ash, he found the rest had vanished using some unknown method.

Shen Lian chased after them a few steps and saw they had opened something like a spatial rift and slipped through it one by one.

Shen Lian stared at the terrifying spatial rift and hesitated.

It wasn't that he was scared.

Rather, his earlier fight had attracted the attention of other cultivators.

And Shen Lian still had Yan Huaixuan and the troublesome Fei Yun to deal with.

Shen Lian sheathed his sword and went back to Yan Huaixuan's side.

Yan Huaixuan looked at him. "Are you injured?"

Shen Lian shook his head. "No. Those people are just like that ancient corpse—they all seem to fear my Nine Abyss Fire."

As Shen Lian finished speaking, he sensed other cultivators approaching.

He disappeared from the spot along with Yan Huaixuan and Fei Yun.

Meanwhile, as the dried corpses slipped into the spatial rift, the sky twisted and the dense array of Water Mirrors slowly appeared.

Many cultivators noticed this too and looked up at the Water Mirrors overhead.

"The Water Mirrors are showing again?"

Outside the Water Mirrors, the cultivators who had been complaining about paying but not being able to watch the small secret realm's broadcast widened their eyes.

"What's going on? We can watch again?"

The cultivator who had rushed over first circled the area where Shen Lian had been fighting.

"That's weird—I clearly sensed someone fighting here just now, but when I came over, there's nothing here."

Meanwhile, Shen Lian was searching for a way out.

But then the entire ground began to tremble, and the sky shattered into falling pieces.

All the cultivators watched this scene. "Is this another trial or what?"

"Exactly, damn it. That Fei Yun doesn't seem as righteous as the legends say. These past few days, all we've run into are twisted evil entities and ghosts."

The cultivators looked unconcerned.

Even Shen Lian didn't think much of it at first, until he noticed the spiritual energy around him rapidly vanishing and converging into the sun overhead.

Yan Huaixuan and Shen Lian exchanged a glance. "Did those people do this?"

The entire small secret realm was like a space being compressed, pulling all the spiritual energy together.

Once it reached a critical point, it would shred every cultivator to pieces.

At that moment, both the cultivators outside and those inside fighting beasts all noticed something was wrong.

The spiritual energy around them had suddenly vanished.

All the spiritual energy was concentrated in that increasingly scorching sun.

And within that sun, an eye that was entirely white slowly opened.

That eye radiated an extreme coldness, looking down at the cultivators below from an unreachable height.

Every cultivator who met that eye's gaze froze.

They couldn't describe the feeling—it was as if an ancient fear buried in their blood was being awakened.

Even the cultivators outside the Water Mirrors weren't spared.

"What the hell is this?"

The Water Mirror transmitted this scene beyond the Eastern Extreme Sea.

In an instant, pandemonium broke out everywhere, yet even the Great Powers of the various sects by the Eastern Extreme Sea had no clue what this thing was.

But soon, everyone discovered that just making eye contact with it started draining your cultivation.

Even those with weaker foundations felt their Dao hearts start to waver.

In the mountains, an old man strolling down a narrow path suddenly stopped, deep in thought.

Then he muttered under his breath, "The Eye of Creation..."

Next, he slowly raised his head, revealing a completely blank, featureless face.

Shen Lian spotted Mo Xingyuan and his two companions among the crowd.

He dashed over at once and barked, "Don't look into that eye!"

Yet the three of them kept staring up, like they hadn't even heard him.

With no other option, Shen Lian strode up and smacked each one hard across the face.

Li Xuan was the first to snap out of it, but rather than getting angry, his lips quivered.

He turned to Shen Lian. "What the hell is that thing?"

"Why is it making me feel dread?"

Meanwhile, feeling the eye's power surging stronger and stronger, Shen Lian glanced at the cultivators still getting their cultivation sucked dry, then shot a look at Mo Xingyuan and the other two. "Don't breathe."

The three of them blinked in confusion. "Huh?"

"Why?"

The next second, Shen Lian lobbed a storm of stink pills at the crowd.

A god-awful stench exploded, and the cultivators instantly snapped out of it.

"Gag."

Mo Xingyuan and the other two also got a noseful of the most godawful smell they'd ever experienced.

But the cultivators had managed to look away.

At the same time, outside the small secret realm, every Water Mirror shattered in an instant.

With the mirrors gone, the cultivators outside snapped back to reality.

They stared in shock.

"What the hell was that?!"

Seeing the Water Mirrors shattered and unable to siphon more power, the cold, inorganic, all-white vertical pupil finally took on a glint of malice.

Shen Lian then realized the entire secret realm was being crushed at a frantic pace.

What had been spiritual energy being drained from the surroundings was now condensing into something almost solid.

Every cultivator inside the secret realm channeled their spiritual power to resist, but they couldn't hold out against that overwhelming, colossal force.

It was like two spaces were fusing together, crushing them inch by inch.