NOVEL Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement Chapter 468 - 237: Breakthrough in State of Mind, Who Can Compete? (Part 2)

Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement

Chapter 468 - 237: Breakthrough in State of Mind, Who Can Compete? (Part 2)
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Chapter 468: Chapter 237: Breakthrough in State of Mind, Who Can Compete? (Part 2)

With a movement of body technique, a golden road appeared, and footprints floated in the air. Jiang Feng followed the footprints, step by step, running toward the silver spear.

The silver spear kept retreating.

Jiang Feng chased for quite a while.

In the end, he found himself running across the entire desert, unable to ever grasp the silver spear in his hand. He then tried to chase the spiritual spring, but similarly, it remained a certain distance away from him, no matter how astonishing his body technique was, he could never touch even the slightest bit of the spiritual spring.

"Something is wrong!"

"If I want to obtain these two things, simply catching up to them isn’t enough?"

"Then how can I obtain them?"

Jiang Feng realized the problem.

He tried sitting cross-legged in the desert.

He began to channel the Yang Decision Technique, attempting to communicate with the silver spear and the bubbling spiritual spring.

Inside the palace.

The silver spear and a jade bottle filled with spiritual spring water were suspended right in front of Jiang Feng, who could reach out and grab them.

But he seemed to be trapped in a vicious cycle.

Thinking that the silver spear and jade bottle were maintaining a great distance from him, seemingly forever unreachable. ƒrēewebnovel.com

Days passed.

Han Dong was guarding alone under the statue.

Without Jiang Feng’s control, the Qinglong Cauldron lost its spiritual light, and the golden dragon-shaped shadow on it completely vanished, leaving the area under the statue dark.

Han Dong had to light a candle.

Her gaze kept looking in the direction of the palace group.

She was deeply uneasy.

Worried that Jiang Feng might never return.

Fifteen days passed quickly.

Han Dong paced back and forth under the statue. Were it not for Jiang Feng’s warning, the area outside the statue was filled with restriction arrays, and even someone with high cultivation would face near-certain death. Otherwise, she would have rushed to the palace group to see what was happening with Jiang Feng.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a vibrating sound came.

Not from the direction of the palace.

But from the direction of the exit.

Han Dong turned to look toward the exit.

It was pitch black, and she couldn’t see anything due to her limited power, but she could sense a surge of spiritual energy from the exit, as if some colossal entity was attempting to break through the restriction arrays and was coming towards the statue.

"Your Majesty, let me go in to assist the Three-Eyed Divine General."

Stone Wanquan, the Dharma King of Yun Gui Sect, suggested.

The Three-Eyed Divine General was finally invited over by Elder Wang.

He was as massive as the Six-Armed Divine Emperor and surprisingly mastered the Three-legged Body Technique, although only at the Minor Success Level.

He was currently charging into the Divine Sect Mansion.

Trying to break through the layers of restriction arrays, coming toward the statue.

Stone Wanquan saw an opportunity.

After proposing to Li Yang, he followed suit and rushed into the Divine Sect Mansion.

"This place is really eerie."

Once inside, Stone Wanquan couldn’t help but complain.

It was filled with eerie energies and restriction arrays. After entering, without anyone paving the way, he was unable to move even an inch, and not finding a safe spot, he constantly had to consume spiritual power to stay here, which was torture for him.

But thinking of the opportunities and fortuitous encounters inside.

Stone Wanquan was eager.

"What did you say?"

The Three-Eyed Divine General looked towards Stone Wanquan with a displeased expression.

Upon entering, he immediately saw the two mountain-like statues where Han Dong was located.

Those two statues, one looked exactly like the Six-Armed Divine Emperor, the other looked exactly like him.

Similarly with three eyes, and holding sword and axe.

The Three-Eyed Divine General felt like he was back home.

He didn’t know what had happened here, why it was filled with restriction arrays, and even needed the guidance of the Three-legged Body Technique to enter.

But he knew that this place was where his ancestors lived, and the statue identical to him was proof.

He only didn’t know why he and the Six-Armed Divine Emperor left here?

How many more of their kind were there?

"It was a slip of the tongue, I’m here to assist you."

Stone Wanquan forced a smile.

"Get lost!"

The Three-Eyed Divine General didn’t show a friendly face to Stone Wanquan, angrily shouted, and stepped closer forward.

With each step he took.

The ground would violently tremble.

Han Dong’s heart would pound heavily, her eyes couldn’t see the figure of the Three-Eyed Divine General, but she could feel a colossal presence coming from outside.

She gripped tightly on the two-handed sword, stood by the Qinglong Cauldron, glanced towards the palace group, then turned to face the exit, waiting for the arrival of the entity.

She felt that perhaps Jiang Feng was encountering trouble at the crucial moment of obtaining opportunities.

Otherwise, with such a commotion.

He wouldn’t possibly be unaware.

She needed to find a way to buy him some time.

Inside the brightly lit palace.

Jiang Feng stood before the silver spear and jade bottle with closed eyes, unaware that the Three-Eyed Divine General was walking in step by step from outside.

He felt as if he was still in the desert.

Summoning the silver spear and spiritual spring, he finally felt them drawing closer.

Slowly.

The silver spear and spiritual spring, both appeared in his palm.

Jiang Feng tightened his fingers, trying to grasp them.

Yet he realized.

The silver spear and spiritual spring were mere shadows.

The harder he tried to hold them, the faster they vanished, but when he relaxed his grip, they appeared again in his palm.

"This..."

"It’s not right, I’ve never possessed them, nor have they ever left me!"

Jiang Feng stood in the desert.

Watching his feet sink into the sand.

The surrounding yellow sands surged towards him, as if trying to engulf him.

His expression changed suddenly.

Just as he was about to use spiritual power to extract himself, he suddenly realized something, allowing the yellow sands to approach, completely swallowing him.

A chill spread throughout his body.

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