Chapter 103

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Chapter 103: Entering the Third Layer

Liang Xuantong’s cultivation level was just half a step away from the foundation establishment stage. His furious palm strike carried terrifying power.

The massive hand slammed into the transparent restriction, causing the mountains to shake and space itself to nearly shatter. Violent shockwaves erupted in all directions—each energy wave strong enough to instantly kill a cultivator at Ye Yun’s level.

Amidst the broken light and shadow, a figure flew backward and crashed to the ground, struggling to rise before collapsing again.

That figure was Liang Xuantong. His full-force attack had rebounded from the restriction with multiplied power. Despite his formidable physique and high cultivation, the blow nearly destroyed him. If not for his strong will, he would have either died or lost consciousness.

Hundreds of energy waves pierced through space, appearing before Ye Yun’s group in an instant. The attacks moved too fast for Ye Yun and Su Ling to block.

Ye Yun grimly pulled Su Ling behind him, bracing to endure the strike.

But as the energy was about to hit them, Chen Yin casually flicked his wrist. The deadly waves dissolved into nothingness.

Such was the power of the foundation establishment stage.

Luo Wencheng stood unscathed, grinning at the shattered restriction. "Fifth Senior Brother, thanks for opening the third layer’s path. I could never have done it alone."

Liang Xuantong finally staggered up, swallowing pills to recover. Instead of attacking, he calmly straightened his disheveled hair and wiped blood from his lips.

"Eighth Junior Brother," he growled, "do you think you can escape Second Senior Brother’s presence?"

Luo Wencheng sneered. "If Second Senior Brother cared, would you be injured? He let you break the restriction—maybe on Master’s orders. Isn’t that right, Second Senior Brother?"

All eyes turned to Chen Yin, whose face remained as still as an ancient well.

"True," Chen Yin said mildly. "I understood this restriction upon entering. Had Fifth Junior Brother failed, I would have acted. Eighth Junior Brother, Master values your wit. Find worthy heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the third layer, and he might spare you."

"What?!" Liang Xuantong and Su Ling cried simultaneously.

"Second Senior Brother!" Liang Xuantong’s pale face twisted in shock. "Did Master truly say this?"

Chen Yin nodded slightly without looking at them.

Liang Xuantong’s heart chilled. Chen Yin had known the restriction would rebound with multiplied force yet let him attack anyway. Worse, Master Ouyang Wentian had secretly given Chen Yin different orders—to spare Luo Wencheng if he found valuable treasures.

"See now, Fifth Senior Brother?" Luo Wencheng smirked. "For cultivators, what matters more than advancement? If I find treasures to aid Master’s Golden Pill Dao journey, he might even make me his successor."

"Don’t insult Master!" Liang Xuantong began, then trailed off helplessly.

Luo Wencheng stepped through the broken light and shadow, vanishing. Chen Yin watched impassively.

Su Ling glared at Chen Yin. "Disgusting! And Uncle Ouyang too!"

Chen Yin ignored her. "The path is open. We proceed." He vanished instantly, reappearing hundreds of yards ahead.

Liang Xuantong hesitated, then followed.

"Will you enter the third layer?" Chen Yin asked Ye Yun and Su Ling.

"No!" Su Ling stamped her foot. "I can’t believe Uncle Ouyang’s like this!"

"Leave quickly then," Chen Yin said. "Other sects will swarm here soon." He disappeared into the light.

Liang Xuantong frowned. "Let me escort you out. The third layer’s battles aren’t for body refinement stage cultivators."

"We’ll go ourselves!" Su Ling snapped.

Suddenly, Ye Yun shouted, "Wait!"

The fractured light and shadow began collapsing inward. A terrifying suction force erupted, freezing the air itself. Invisible forces shoved them toward the vortex.

"Ye Yun!" Su Ling screamed as her feet left the ground.

The broken restriction’s spiritual power had destabilized, dragging them toward the third layer.

"Senior Brother Liang!" Ye Yun grabbed Su Ling, desperation in his voice.

Liang Xuantong paled. Injured and weakened, he couldn’t resist the pull either.

"Fate’s will," Ye Yun muttered through gritted teeth. With a rush of air, the suction yanked all three into the swirling light.