Cultivating To Immortality

Seventy-two Divine Swords were arranged according to mysterious patterns, forming an infinitely powerful sword array.

The moment the sword array took shape, lightning flashed everywhere, and countless sharp sword shadows, like a torrential downpour, fiercely stabbed towards the three Old Ancestors on the ground.

Roar. Roar. Roar.

The three Old Ancestors were already severely wounded. Facing Fang Hong’s fierce sword array attack, they simply didn’t have enough strength to resist.

They could only endure their injured bodies, letting out pained and furious roars, mobilizing their remaining strength to desperately resist the falling sword rain.

The miserable cries of the divine beasts echoed throughout the heavens and earth, each one filled with pain and despair.

However, Fang Hong’s attack was too fierce; the sword rain seemed endless, continuously falling.

In just a few breaths, the roars of the three Old Ancestors completely quieted down.

Looking at the ground again, the massive bodies of the three Old Ancestors lay in pools of blood.

Dozens of huge nirvana divine thunder swords were plunged into their bodies, the blades deeply embedded, and blood stained the sword hilts, a shocking sight.

Fang Hong wasted no time. He moved instantly, arriving beside the corpses of the three Old Ancestors, and forcibly extracted their demonic souls from their bodies.

He then quickly formed complex seals, setting up powerful restrictions to firmly seal these three demonic souls, preventing them from sending messages.

Standing before the three Divine Beast corpses, Fang Hong slowly exhaled, his tensed body finally relaxing.

After an intense battle, he had finally dealt with these three Divine Beasts. The plan was proceeding quite smoothly, without any major unforeseen circumstances.

Fang Hong dared not delay. He placed the corpses of the three Old Ancestors into the time pearl space.

These Divine Beast corpses were rare treasures, to be dealt with slowly when he had time later.

The most important thing now was to continue exploring the Secret Realm.

Fang Hong’s figure flashed, and he quickly returned to the Peach Valley, plucking the five Five Elements Peaches.

After plucking the peaches, Fang Hong’s gaze once again fell upon the peach tree.

He had originally intended to move the entire fruit tree, so he could continuously obtain Five Elements Peaches in the future.

However, after careful investigation, Fang Hong discovered that a powerful restriction had been placed on this tree.

If he forcibly transplanted the fruit tree, it was highly likely to trigger the restriction, leading to the destruction of the entire Divine Tree, which would be a greater loss than gain.

Fang Hong’s brows furrowed, and he suddenly recalled what White Tiger Old Ancestor had said.

This was a restriction left by an Immortal, and only by finding the method left by the Immortal could this restriction be unsealed.

White Tiger Old Ancestor had also mentioned a mysterious stone hall at that time?

Could the method to unseal the restriction be hidden within that mysterious stone hall?

Now that the four Old Ancestors had been dealt with and there was no longer any threat in the Secret Realm, Fang Hong released his Divine Sense without reservation.

His powerful Divine Sense quickly swept through every corner of the Secret Realm. He wanted to find that mysterious stone hall and explore more secrets within the Secret Realm.

Soon, Fang Hong indeed discovered a mysterious stone hall not far away. He immediately used the Void Secret Technique to teleport in front of the stone hall.

From afar, the stone hall did not seem remarkable, being only three or four zhang in height and width. But upon closer inspection, its appearance exuded an indescribable strangeness, perfectly square.

Each wall was as flat as if cut by a knife, without any curvature, and was built from some kind of black stone brick, clearly not ordinary stone material.

Even stranger, the entire stone hall was seamlessly constructed, without any trace of doors or windows, like a completely sealed black iron box.

Fang Hong walked around the stone hall twice, his gaze sweeping over every inch of the wall. His Divine Sense could perceive that the entire surface of the stone hall was covered by an extremely powerful restriction.

The power of this restriction far exceeded Fang Hong’s expectations; just sensing it with his Divine Sense, he could feel the immense resistance it contained.

This was definitely not something an ordinary cultivator could set up; it was most likely the work of an Immortal.

With his current cultivation and strength, even if he exerted all his might, it would be impossible to break this restriction in the slightest.

Fang Hong’s brows furrowed, and for a moment, he was at a loss, unsure of what to do.

Just as Fang Hong stood still, helpless before the stone hall, his gaze inadvertently swept over the wall of the stone hall and he suddenly noticed a small detail.

On each surface of the stone hall, there were some circular grooves.

These grooves were similar in size, with very smooth edges, and looked as if they were specially designed.

The moment he saw these grooves, a flash of inspiration struck Fang Hong’s mind, and he suddenly remembered his mysterious orb.

He quickly took out the mysterious orb. The bead was perfectly round, and its size seemed to fit the grooves exceptionally well.

With a hint of anticipation, Fang Hong carefully aligned the orb with one of the circular grooves and slowly inserted it.

The orb and the groove fit perfectly, neither too big nor too small, just right, without any gaps.

Buzz. Buzz.

The moment the mysterious orb fully sank into the groove, the previously motionless surface of the stone hall suddenly reacted.

A faint humming sound came from inside the stone hall, followed by a soft white light spreading from the groove, rapidly covering the entire surface of the stone hall.

"It opened?" Fang Hong’s face showed a trace of surprise.

He once again released his Divine Sense to probe the stone hall and found that the previously incredibly powerful restriction had completely disappeared, and he could no longer feel any resistance.

Only then did Fang Hong suddenly realize that the mysterious orb he had always wanted to explore was actually the key to opening this stone hall.

He carefully observed the surface of the stone hall again and found that there were hundreds of circular grooves on it, which meant that there should be hundreds of such keys.

As long as someone carried one of these keys here, they could unlock the restriction of the stone hall and enter its interior.

And Fang Hong, perhaps, was the first person to arrive here with a key, which was also Fang Hong’s opportunity.

However, Fang Hong did not relax his guard.

There might be danger hidden inside the stone hall, so he immediately activated his Dragon Transformation Art, entering a battle state that was both offensive and defensive.

After preparing, Fang Hong reached out and gently pressed his hand against the wall of the stone hall.

The originally hard wall was as soft as spring water; his hand passed through without any obstruction, and ripples like water waves spread across the wall, looking very peculiar.

Seeing that no danger appeared, Fang Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He took a step and strode into the stone hall, his body easily passing through the wall, successfully entering the stone hall.

The moment he saw the interior of the stone hall, Fang Hong was slightly stunned. Unlike his imagination of a place filled with treasures, the interior of the stone hall was exceptionally simple.

The ground was not paved with any hard bricks or stones, only a layer of dark red soil.

The surrounding walls were bare, without any decoration. The entire space was empty, with nothing else besides a vibrant flower growing in the very center of the stone hall.