Chapter 683: True Word Palace

"Finish this quickly!"

Among the four gray figures, the leading gray skeleton's eyes flickered with flames as he spoke in a hoarse voice.

As he spoke, a gray light flashed in his hand, and a bone-white staff appeared. With a wave, a gray rainbow shot forth, wrapping around the four black lightning bolts released by Shi Chuankong.

The black lightning, radiating astonishing lightning laws, upon touching the gray light, dissipated like residual snow under the scorching sun, vanishing in an instant.

However, in contrast, the gray rainbow also dissipated by more than half.

Seeing this, Shi Chuankong finally showed a look of alarm. He embraced Feng Lin and transformed into a streak of purple light, fleeing into the distance.

"Bind."

The gray skeleton shouted softly, waving his staff, and the remaining gray rainbow shot forth.

The other three also shouted simultaneously. The gray-armored youth thrust his war spear into the void, and a thick dragon-shaped gray light shot from the spear tip.

A gray light flashed in the young woman's hand, and a gray whip appeared. A thick gray whip shadow shot forth.

The gray-robed old man muttered incantations without offering any treasure. Instead, he opened his mouth and spat out a long gray light.

The four gray lights swiftly interwove, coalescing into a gray net in an instant. With a flash, it caught up with Shi Chuankong and his companion.

A faint, indistinct layer of gray flames floated on the net, which descended like lightning toward the two.

Shi Chuankong's expression changed. He spat out a mass of black light and, with a spell gesture, pointed at it.

With a sharp "hum," the black light transformed into a black short halberd, shooting upward.

The halberd shimmered with a dark luster, and a fierce dragon head pattern was engraved on its front, emitting an astonishing demonic aura.

"Chop!" A fierce look appeared on his face as he flicked his wrist.

The black short halberd immediately let out a shrill screech, its black light blazing intensely. It blurred and transformed into a hundred-zhang-long black giant halberd.

The giant halberd radiated ten thousand beams of black light, especially the dragon head pattern, which flickered incessantly as if about to come to life, emitting a roar of ten thousand dragons.

The giant halberd erupted with heaven-shaking might. Where it passed, the void was easily sliced open with a long crack, and it struck the gray net fiercely.

With a low, muffled sound, the gray net merely trembled slightly, easily blocking the attack.

However, its descent was momentarily halted.

"What!"

Shi Chuankong was greatly alarmed, clearly not expecting that his treasured Demon Dragon Halberd, famous even in the demon realm, could not break through the opponent's gray net.

At that moment, the gray skeleton waved his staff, shooting out a gray flame that merged into the gray net.

The gray net immediately emitted a "hissing" sound. The gray flames on it flared up, then transformed into numerous slender gray flames that coiled around the black giant halberd.

The giant halberd's massive form rapidly shrank, reverting to a black short halberd in an instant, now entangled by the gray flames and unable to move.

The demonic light on the short halberd also dissipated quickly, as if eroded. The dragon head pattern let out a miserable scream.

After a slight tremor, the gray net continued its descent.

Seeing this, Shi Chuankong gritted his teeth and urgently made a spell gesture.

The black short halberd suddenly burst with dazzling black light, then with a loud "boom," it exploded.

A massive black light mass appeared out of thin air, rapidly expanding and dispersing. Numerous black dragon shadows shot out from it, charging in all directions.

The void twisted violently, revealing dense white cracks that flickered in and out of existence. Faint spatial storms seeped through, forming a silver gale that raged and surged around.

The gray net, struck by the black dragon shadows and silver gale, halted its descent again and was then knocked upward.

The self-destruction of the black short halberd was extremely terrifying. Many black dragon shadows and silver gale broke through the gray net, fiercely impacting the four gray immortals.

The gray skeleton, having continuously used secret techniques, seemed somewhat exhausted, and the gray light on his body dimmed considerably.

The gray-armored youth stepped forward, shouting loudly. The purple war spear in his hand blazed with light, instantly bursting into thousands of spear shadows like a peacock's tail.

With continuous muffled sounds, most of the impact was shattered by the spear shadows. The remaining impact pushed the four back a few steps but caused no serious harm.

A trace of reluctance flashed across Shi Chuankong's face, but he did not dare hesitate. He opened his mouth and spat.

A silver light shot out, instantly enveloping the two bodies, forming a silver shuttle shadow. With a tremor, it transformed into hundreds of shadows, flying chaotically in all directions, disappearing in an instant.

Seeing this, the four halted and did not pursue further.

The gray beasts behind them also stopped, remaining motionless.

"He fled quickly!" The gray-robed old man raised an eyebrow, speaking in surprise.

"The technique he used at the end seems to be a spatial law ability. It won't be easy to catch him. Bone Master, what should we do now?" The gray-armored youth looked at the gray skeleton and asked.

The gray skeleton did not answer immediately. He waved his staff, and the gray net dispersed.

He turned his hand over, revealing a basin-sized gray square plate on which floated five gray bone talismans, each with a small human shadow.

One of the bone talismans was clearly shattered, lying on the plate.

"What! Fang Jin is dead! How is that possible? Although Fang Jin was arrogant, he had mid-Taiyi cultivation and two Silver Scale Lizards. How could he have been killed!" The young woman opened her mouth slightly, seemingly unable to believe what she saw.

"Those who entered the True Word Sect ruins this time are all formidable figures from the Immortal Realm. Didn't we just encounter someone with spatial laws? Although Fang Jin was not weak, he was always arrogant. This time, he insisted on acting alone. It serves him right that he died." The gray-robed old man cackled coldly.

"Gui Tian, what do you mean by that? Fang Jin was our companion. Now that he has been killed, you are gloating!" The young woman raised her eyebrows and scolded.

The gray-robed old man let out a strange laugh but did not retort. He just glanced at the young woman, especially fixing his gaze on her high chest.

The young woman was furious and about to flare up.

"Enough. We have a mission now. Don't delay important matters." The gray skeleton spoke calmly.

"Bone Master is right." The gray-robed old man quickly nodded, but a strange smile still lingered on his face.

The gray-armored youth also waved at the young woman. She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.

"Fang Jin has fallen, and the formation there is probably destroyed. Bone Master, what should we do now?" The gray-armored youth stepped forward and asked again.

The gray skeleton pondered for a moment, then turned to look behind. He raised his hand and emitted a gray light. After a few breaths, the gray light flew back, carrying two corpses—Zhao Zhen and Lu Wuliang.

The skeleton looked at the two corpses, his eyes flickering with flames. He then stored them away and, without a word, waved his staff.

Rumble!

The gray mist behind suddenly churned violently, its speed doubling. It surged forward like a raging tide, sweeping up all the gray beasts.

The gray mist did not stop; it continued to rush forward, then engulfed the four gray immortals. With a bright flash, it transformed into a gray tsunami connecting heaven and earth, rapidly fleeing forward, seemingly chasing after Shi Chuankong and his companion.

...

In another area of the True Word Sect ruins, two streaks of light were flying forward—Han Li and the Reheat Immortal Venerable.

Below them was a marsh, dotted with scattered pools and puddles. From time to time, purple mist rose from the marsh, somewhat resembling the mirage smoke of the Mirage Smoke Marsh.

However, this mist was merely ordinary miasma, lacking the hallucinogenic properties of the mirage smoke.

"Not far ahead is the True Word Palace. It was also a place where the ancestor often went into seclusion." The Reheat Immortal Venerable spoke as they flew.

"Since it was a seclusion site of the Miluo Ancestor, it might also contain the 'Great Five Elements Illusionary World Technique.'" Han Li's eyes flickered.

"That may be, but it's only a possibility. However, there should be some other treasures inside. I hope they weren't destroyed in the war back then." The Reheat Immortal Venerable said uncertainly.

"This expedition has gathered forces from all sides, and now the Gray Realm has also invaded. The situation is becoming increasingly complex. We'd better speed up; delays may lead to变故." Han Li said slowly.

"Brother Li is right. But although this area seems safe, there may be hidden spatial cracks in the void. If we rashly increase our speed, the risk might be considerable." The Reheat Immortal Venerable said with some concern.

"No matter. I will use my spiritual eye technique; it can see through those hidden spatial cracks." Han Li made a spell gesture, and purple light flickered on his body, faintly revealing purple patterns that emitted dense demonic aura.

Seeing this, the Reheat Immortal Venerable's expression changed slightly.

Ignoring the Reheat Immortal Venerable's reaction, Han Li continued making hand seals. Purple light blazed in his eyes, and with a flash, two purple crystal beams about a foot long formed.

Countless purple runes flickered within the purple crystal beams, and numerous purple light dots sparkled in his eyes, appearing profound and capable of seeing through everything.

"Alright, let's go quickly." Han Li's cyan light intensified, and his speed increased by nearly half.

Watching Han Li's series of techniques, the Reheat Immortal Venerable's eyes flickered. He also accelerated his遁光, following closely behind.

Thus, they flew for another half hour. The marsh below disappeared, and a vast sea appeared.

The climate over this sea was quite cold, with snowflakes occasionally drifting. Below, large white icebergs had formed on the sea surface, reflecting bursts of white light, creating a beautiful scene.

Upon reaching the sea, the Reheat Immortal Venerable took out a disc-shaped artifact, seemingly to identify the direction, and then flew in one direction.

After flying for a while longer, a sea island appeared ahead, spanning over ten thousand miles.

Looking from afar, at the center of the island stood a huge white mountain peak, straight and sharp like a giant white sword pointing to the sky.

At the mountain's summit sat a massive palace, pure white like jade, seemingly built from some white crystal jade. White rays of light rose from it from time to time, appearing extremely magnificent and beautiful.

Unlike the dilapidated palaces encountered before, this white palace was completely intact.

A huge plaque hung on the palace gate, inscribed with three golden characters: "True Word Palace," gleaming under the sunlight.