Chapter 683.
Ta-da-da!
In response to Wang Dust, there was still a rhythmic knocking sound.
One after the other was extremely regular.
The unknown existence outside the door was using this way to convey its message to Wang Chuan.
Please open the door!
Wang Chuan was silent.
Due to the special environment of the Fatal Eye Region, there were no monitoring spells like the Mandarin’s Mirror placed outside the An Ran Residence, and he was unable to see what was going on outside the house from inside the house.
So there was also no way to know what exactly was knocking on the door!
In fact, there was a way to solve this mystery, Wang Chen only needed to open the door of the room, but not close the defense spell formation, then he could see clearly.
But by doing so, the overall defense of the An Ran Residence had a weak point.
Under normal circumstances, it would not be a big problem, however, his intuition told Wang Chuan that if he did this now, he would definitely be kicked in the head by a donkey!
It must be known that when the tide of the Furies rises, even the demons and spirits that depend on the Yin Furies will hide in the caves and crypts.
Those that can come out and sneak around at this time are bound to be horrible existences!
As for it being other cultivators, such a possibility did not exist.
Because the cultivators who came here were bound to be people from the Forbidden Prison Division, and the An Ran Residence was not Wang Chen’s private property, any cultivator who held the relevant talisman would be able to open the portal and enter in a dignified manner.
For example, the previous Sima Changming and Ye Zhenzhen, they came uninvited as a bad guest, Wang Duan did not have the qualifications to reject the door.
The visitor must be an alien!
Ta-da-da-da!
This unknown being was patient at first, knocking on the portal again and again.
But as time passed, and Wang Chen did not respond, “it” apparently became impatient.
The knocking turned into tapping.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The force of each beat was stronger than the other, causing the entire safe house to tremble.
Each beat seemed to slap heavily on Wang Chen’s heart, bringing him great pressure.
Wang Chen first closed his eyes, then reopened them.
Purple aura flickered in his originally pitch-black eyes.
In the next moment, he offered up his identity nameplate.
With his hands clenched in magic, Wang Chuan used the nameplate to manipulate the defense formation of the An Ran Residence, causing it to enter the “over-limit” state.
The defense of the An Ran Residence was very strong, able to completely resist attacks below the level of YuanYing, and even if a YuanYing arrived, it could still resist for a period of time, giving the resident cultivators a chance to call for help.
Wang Chen assumed that the person standing outside the door was a “Knight” level evil spirit, so he used such means.
The floor of the room glowed faintly, countless true seal scripts quietly appeared, a low humming sound rang out, and the surrounding mana barrier almost condensed into a solid substance.
This “over-limit” state was to squeeze out the full potential of the defense formation and forcefully raise it to the highest level.
The price was the exponential increase in the consumption rate of the Goose Spirit Stones placed in the formation’s eyes.
And it wasn’t very stable.
But Wang Chen had prepared for this and directly took out thirty-six upper spirits to replace the same number of middle spirits that were almost drained.
With the support of the upper spirit, the defense formation immediately became as stable as a rock!
At this moment, the tapping sound outside stopped.
It seemed to have given up.
But Wang Dust didn’t take it lightly and still kept the defense formation at its strongest state.
Compared to his own little life, the loss of a few dozen Upper Spirits was nothing at all.
And he was ready to call for help.
After quietly waiting for a tea, there was still no movement outside.
Just when Wang Chen thought that the crisis had passed, suddenly he heard strange ramblings.
It was as if someone was murmuring in his ear, speaking words that were completely unintelligible, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes clear, sometimes vague.
Wang Chen couldn’t even close his ears and eyes if he wanted to, and his divine soul will indulged in it uncontrollably.
He wanted to get up and go open that life-saving portal!
Although there was always a voice in the deepest part of Wang Chuan’s heart issuing a strong warning, no matter how hard he tried, he was like a drowning man who couldn’t swim, sinking downward in a desperate struggle.
There was also a force under the water pulling at his ankles!
This really felt awful.
Wang Chen’s hands were trembling slightly, on the verge of losing control of the defense spell.
In the place of someone with a weaker will, I’m afraid that he would have completely sunk at this moment.
That horrible existence outside, the weirdness of its ability was far beyond imagination, even the powerful defense array was unable to block its evil power from penetrating!
Wang Chen was able to hold on until now, firstly because his divine soul attributes far exceeded those of cultivators of the same rank, and secondly, his will had been sharpened through life and death time and time again.
It would never be easily subdued!
As time passed, bean-sized beads of sweat seeped out from Wang Chen’s forehead, and his face became extremely pale.
His consciousness was on the verge of collapsing several times, but he hardened himself.
The identity nameplate was still firmly held in his hand!
Wang Chen was very clear that once he lost this invisible tug-of-war, it would inevitably be the end of his soul!
Therefore even if it was tough and painful, he would absolutely not give up.
And at this moment the spiritual attack from outside steeply upgraded, the ramblings turned into shrill whistles, as if a red-hot steel needle pierced into Wang Chuan’s brain.
This kind of pain could not be described in words at all!
Wang Chen involuntarily held his head, his face became distorted, and crimson blood oozed out of his mouth, nose, eyes and ears at the same time.
He looked as if he was a ghost!
A trace of black gas appeared outside of Wang Chen’s body and silently drilled into his acupoints.
A shadow appeared in Wang Chuan’s sea of consciousness, and expanded rapidly like a plague, vaguely condensing into a solid body.
Wang Chen’s mental pressure increased steeply!
Just as his tolerance limit was about to be breached, the Swire Dao Tablet perched in the sea of consciousness suddenly radiated thousands of golden rays.
The shadow that had just taken shape was illuminated by the golden light of the Dao Tablet, and immediately melted away like snow illuminated by the scorching sun.
A mournful scream suddenly rang out, filled with endless resentment and pain!
[Human Virtue-100000]
Wang Dust abruptly opened his eyes, his entire being fully awake.
He panted heavily, his body was drenched in sweat, as if he had just gone through a grueling battle and was extremely tired both physically and mentally.
However, Wang Chen felt an unprecedented sense of relief and liberation.
Intuition told him that this calamity had passed.
[Divine Soul +1]
The message prompt that reappeared in his vision caused Wang Dust to freeze, his Divine Soul points actually jumped from 25 to 26.
Although he had lost 100,000 human virtues in front of him, the 1 point increase in divine soul was enough to make up for it.
Most importantly, Wang Dust felt that the terrifying presence outside the door was gone.
This time it was truly gone.
The other party had not left willingly, but had been heavily injured in some way.
It was the Taikoo Daoban that had inflicted the heavy damage!
This supreme treasure that had been perched in Wang Chen’s sea of consciousness was not under his control, but it had helped him through calamities and disasters several times in life and death situations.
Wang Chen let out a long breath and directly sat down on his knees.