Chapter 407: The Island At The End (1/2)

Now, the illusion of the Ocean of Death had penetrated Lu Yin’s inner being, dredging up this finger, and for the first time ever, manifesting it outside of the realms of his mind.

When the jade-green finger appeared above the skies of the Ocean of Death, the Dao of Heaven trembled, and all nine trial zones started vibrating as one. It was as if something incomparably terrifying was approaching.

All the headmasters of the Astral Combat Academy branches opened their eyes simultaneously as a strange feeling sprouted in their hearts. Heaven itself was collapsing.

At this moment, Lu Yin had almost reached his limits in terms of reciting the Stonewall Scriptures and was about to faint. But before he did, he opened his eyes, and they narrowed. This jade finger felt too familiar. He stared at it, watching it press down. The heavens rumbled, and Lu Yin saw a scene even deeper than the void. In fact, it was a scene even deeper than a blackhole. What was that? Also, he could sense something different in the nature of the finger that was pressing down towards him.

He could not suppress his anger as he stared at that finger, but he continued to recite the Stonewall Scriptures. For some reason, he should have already reached his limit, but he somehow continued reciting. Even more strangely, Lu Yin did not feel like he was close to fainting. Reciting the Stonewall Scriptures allowed him to clearly visualize the many changes and details going on, and through this, he was able to observe the variations, nature, and power of this finger that was crushing the heavens; it was a battle technique.

This singular finger had transcended the heavens and crushed the distant ages.

The Ocean of Death was barely able to manifest this finger even with its boundless rune lines, but even this incomplete form couldn’t be withstood by the Dao of Heaven. All of the students were ejected from the Dao. Actually, it wasn’t only the Dao of Heaven. All of the students in every single one of the Nine Trialzones died and were pushed out. It was as if no living thing could survive beneath this finger.

It was a finger that reached the heavens and contained an unimaginable strength. Its only target was Lu Yin, and he was able to clearly observe it because of the Stonewall Scriptures. At this moment, he felt like he could even learn this battle technique.

The moment right the finger vanished, Lu Yin completely fainted. But right before he lost consciousness, he released the Ghost Monkey.

The abnormal changes in the Nine Trialzones had captured the attention of the entire Astral Combat Academy. The nine headmasters moved out together to get a grasp of the situation, as the trial zones were vital resources of the Astral Combat Academy. Still, they were destined to be unable to make sense of the matter.

In an unknown place, at an unknown time, possibly in the future or in the past, or even possibly deeper in the long river of history, a pair of elegant eyes opened. “So it’s from that area of the universe.”

No one knew the reason behind the changes in the Dao of Heaven, but some had guessed it was related to Lu Yin. However, everyone from Astral-10 sang the same tune: Lu Yin had also been pushed out from the Dao of Heaven, and his fate was unknown.

Just like before, a dark yellow fog covered the Ocean of Death’s surface. Lu Yin was lying in his boat, still unconscious. The monkey blankly sat there, doing his best to keep the boat together.

His strength, at best, could match up to a Realm Master, which meant that he was at Kuang Wang’s level, who could not hold out for long in this location. Fortunately, the current boat was formed from Lu Yin’s star energy, or else it would have broken down a long time ago. Even so, the monkey estimated that he would not be able to endure for more than a few days.

“What kind of broken place is this? There’s not a single shadow here. Monkeys aren’t meant to row boats.”

“There’s no way that any war spirits will show up, or else I’m dead.”

“That thing just now was a finger, right? That was too terrifying. How did Seventh Bro—no, this bastard, withstand it? What kind of curse was he reciting?”

“It looks like this bastard has a bunch of secrets, and that’s why he’s always screening me off. I’ve told him this so many times, that we are one body and that we can’t be separated, but he still insists on screening me. What kind of secret could he possibly have? Can it actually be bigger than Progenitor Wushang's hide?”

“Eh, it looks like there’s a ghost here!”

…

The monkey just continued chattering nonstop as he guided the boat across the water. For the entire time that Lu Yin was unconscious, he continued to incessantly blabber on in the same fashion, and he even constantly repeated himself. Just like that, he turned the lifeless Ocean of Death into a tea party of his own.

The boat was visibly thinning, and the monkey desperately wailed, “Seventh Bro, why haven’t you woken up yet? I can’t hold on for much longer!”

“No! Men can’t say that they can’t endure things! Speaking of which, I wonder how little sister Feng Jiu’s doing. She must be very lonely—bah, she can’t be lonelier than me.”

“What’s this Ocean of Death actually made of? Is it drinkable? I’m actually getting quite thirsty.”

…

After some time, Lu Yin felt like his brain was about to explode. He awakened, but he felt very dizzy. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the Ghost Monkey in front of him.

Lu Yin frowned and used a firm hand to smack the monkey.

The monkey crashed against the boat with a bang and scolded Lu Yin, “Bastard, are you crazy? Why’d you hit me?”

Lu Yin rubbed his forehead. “Ever since I let you out, you haven’t stopped spouting crap, and now, you’ve given me a headache.”

The monkey felt wronged. “How can you blame me? Look at where we are! This place is lifeless, and we still can’t see the end. It’s so terrifying, and it even feels haunted. A war spirit even appeared earlier to scare me.”

Lu Yin rolled his eyes. “A tomb raider like yourself is afraid of ghosts? Speaking of, aren’t you a ghost yourself?”

“I’m a mighty monkey, not a ghost! Also, I’m not a tomb raider, but an archaeologist and a researcher. A researcher!” the monkey shouted.

Lu Yin had no comeback for that. “Alright, alright, I got it. A researcher.” He then checked the small boat and found that only a thin layer remained. In a few hours, the boat would have disappeared, and the monkey would have been in a difficult situation.

Lu Yin acted and quickly restored the boat to make it sturdier. He then withdrew the monkey and looked into the distance. “I wonder how far we are until we reach the end of this.”

With that, he started guiding the boat further into the ocean.