Chapter 00192: The Terrifying Teleportation
# The Terrifying Teleportation
Chapter 192
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 192: The Terrifying Teleportation
Lan Xiaobu was certain that if he were not an immortal body, he would have been torn to pieces in that moment.
This was no exit from a cosmic wall; it was clearly a path of death.
At this time, Lan Xiaobu could only desperately operate the Undying Technique while trying to see if he could enter the Cosmic Dimension.
Blood mists exploded from his body, and just when he had lost all hope, he suddenly felt a cool sensation pouring over him.
His seven orifices became extraordinarily clear and sensitive.
This was the refinement of the second realm of the immortal body achieved by the Undying Technique; had he completed the refinement of his seven orifices? Lan Xiaobu confirmed that his physical body had indeed broken through the second realm of the immortal body, as the life-threatening injuries had significantly weakened.
Or perhaps it was not that the deadly injuries had weakened, but rather that his resistance had greatly increased.
Before Lan Xiaobu could even feel relieved, however, he sensed the surrounding force of strangulation intensifying again.
Was it adapting to his increased resistance?
Without a moment's hesitation, Lan Xiaobu frantically operated the Undying Technique to continue refining his body.
At a life-or-death moment like this, how could he afford to be complacent? A blade of light fell from the swirling void, slashing toward his shoulder.
Lan Xiaobu struggled to evade this attack, and in fact, he managed to do so to some extent.
Based on his judgment, this blade of light could only take away some skin and flesh.
“Puff!” A spray of blood burst forth as one of Lan Xiaobu's arms was mercilessly severed from his shoulder.
In shock, Lan Xiaobu hastily caught the severed arm, attempting to reattach it immediately, but the tearing aura around him rendered his efforts futile.
In that moment, Lan Xiaobu saw a gigantic pillar that seemed to penetrate the void, appearing right before him.
Without a second thought, he dashed toward it, wrapping his remaining arm tightly around the pillar.
The powerful strangulation force of the vortex swept over him, dragging him around the pillar in a furious whirl.
Already battered and bruised, Lan Xiaobu felt his body tearing apart even more as he spun violently around the pillar.
Despite the brutal force, he refused to let go.
The fight lasted for what felt like an eternity, and eventually, with the pillar stabilizing him, Lan Xiaobu gradually slowed down.
After catching his breath, he took out several medicinal pills and swallowed them.
With the protection of the pillar, the tearing force surrounding him felt a bit weaker.
Lan Xiaobu urgently attempted to enter the Cosmic Dimension.
He could take out medicinal pills from within it, yet whenever he tried to enter, his divine sense remained bound.
Moreover, his body was trapped by the vortex's power, unable to escape.
Lan Xiaobu swore in frustration; he could retrieve items from the Cosmic Dimension, yet he himself could not enter.
He took another swig of Five Herb Liquid.
As the Undying Technique cycled through him, his severed arm was clumsily reattached.
The surrounding vortex power continued to spiral fiercely, so Lan Xiaobu resolutely closed his eyes, focusing on operating the Undying Technique to refine his body.
After the first meridian was fully refined, he felt his true essence had magnified by over double.
He hastened his practice to refine the second meridian.
Next came the third, the fourth...
Time became a blur, and an unprecedented sense of strength flooded his whole body before exploding outward.
Lan Xiaobu felt as if he had undergone a transformation, with his broken bones swiftly mending in that instant.
The strangulation force around the pillar diminished greatly, at least not causing him as much harm.
Nevertheless, Lan Xiaobu was keenly aware this was merely an illusion.
Just like after he refined the seven orifices, the threats only seemed reduced; as he was drawn deeper into the vortex, the force of strangulation would inevitably multiply.
Thus, he could not leave; if he did, the vortex's stranglehold would increase exponentially.
Lan Xiaobu focused on regaining his strength and recovering from injuries, knowing he had completed the refinement of the third realm of the immortal body.
The realm of the Undying was only concluded after refining through the third stage of the immortal body; the subsequent techniques in the Cosmic Dimension lay beyond his grasp.
The deadly aura continued to whirl chaotically around him, while Lan Xiaobu holding on to the pillar drew on the earlier slicing blade of light that had severed his arm.
He had clearly avoided that blade, yet it had still managed to cut through him.
This signified that the blade ignored space itself, wielding a killing force laden with spatial rules.
Although Lan Xiaobu was merely at the Deity level and had spent years embedding various techniques into the Cosmic Dimension, he was not unfamiliar with rules.
Methods governed by spatial rules were rare, even in the vast Great Desolate Universe where few could command them.
If he could survive this experience, he must learn this technique.
At that moment, Lan Xiaobu had the opportunity to observe the pillar he was clinging to.
It stretched endlessly above and below, manifesting within the void.
Surprisingly, it was not particularly thick; he could wrap his arms around it.
Just as he thought this, the pillar began to expand in thickness.
Cursing his bad luck, he realized if he could no longer hold onto the pillar, he would have to proceed towards the vortex direction, continuing to be torn apart—such an uncertain fate lay ahead.
No, Lan Xiaobu noticed something strange about the pillar.
It seemed to possess a restriction.
He didn't quite understand the restriction, but he could faintly see figures moving within it.
Were there people trapped on this pillar?
A shiver ran down his spine.
He wondered if he too would end up like them, bound to this pillar.
After recovering from his fright, Lan Xiaobu began to ponder if his Cosmic Dimension could shatter such restrictions.
If it could, being trapped inside would not scare him.
With that thought, Lan Xiaobu directed the Cosmic Dimension to construct a model of this restriction, yet he also needed it to build a model of the pillar itself.
What kind of pillar was this?
The Cosmic Dimension was spinning rapidly, creating various models while Lan Xiaobu practiced his Taichuan Technique.
Since he couldn't cultivate the Undying Technique, he focused on his concentric cultivation as the Cosmic Dimension was still constructing the follow-up techniques for the Undying Technique.
The pillar was surrounded by an abundance of spiritual energy; not cultivating would be wasteful.
After some time, Lan Xiaobu felt it was time to leave; otherwise, he would lose grip on the pillar.
As the Cosmic Dimension defined the model for the restriction, Lan Xiaobu hesitated over the method to break it.
Once he made a move, the restriction would unravel, releasing whatever was trapped inside.
However, he had no idea who was confined within.
His hesitation lasted only a moment before he decided to dismantle the restriction.
It didn't matter who was inside; those who placed this pillar could not be of good nature.
If he hadn’t cultivated the Undying Technique, would he still be alive? Without a doubt, he would be reduced to nothing but bones.
This indicated that here, killing was indiscriminate of the person’s history.
Lan Xiaobu etched the array runes quickly, and in a flash, the restriction on the pillar was lifted.
As his divine sense touched the figure trapped within, he immediately realized it was merely a weak and incomplete primordial spirit.
Even though Lan Xiaobu loosened the restriction, the primordial spirit remained dazed, wobbling within the boundary.
“Fellow Daoist, I have freed you from your restraints; you may go now.” Lan Xiaobu couldn't help but call out.
“Who am I? Where am I?” the primordial spirit murmured.
Lan Xiaobu rolled his eyes, “If you’re not leaving, then I must. I won’t be able to hold this pillar much longer.”
The primordial spirit seemed to awaken, immediately exclaiming, “Thank you for saving me! I will be sure to repay this favor once I find my physical body and treasures!”
Lan Xiaobu presented a colorful celestial herb, saying, “This is the best thing I have; see if you can use it.”
“Colorful celestial herb? This could be of great use,” the primordial spirit replied.
The moment he absorbed the herb, a splash of vibrant colors enveloped him, visibly solidifying and strengthening his form.
Could the colorful celestial herb be used this way? Lan Xiaobu felt somewhat inadequate, realizing he could be better at utilizing good treasures.
“What is your name, fellow Daoist?” the primordial spirit asked gratefully.
Lan Xiaobu released his grip entirely, replying, “Mu Bei Lan Xiaobu,” and was immediately swept away by an even more ferocious strangulation aura.
“Mu Bei Lan Xiaobu? Who is that? Where is Mu Bei?” The primordial spirit murmured to himself, apparently unaffected by the encroaching vortex.
However, he quickly gathered his thoughts, “Lu Ya, just you wait.” With that, he transformed into a black streak, vanishing into the vast void beyond the vortex.
The vortex that Lan Xiaobu struggled against seemed to affect him little at all.
...
Lan Xiaobu could no longer cultivate; he could only guard his body, trying to minimize the damage from the vortex.
As he had anticipated, when his hands left the pillar, the strangling power surged again.
Fortunately, having completed the third realm of the immortal body refinement, his physical body was strong.
While the continuous assault from the vortex worsened his injuries, it did not pose a mortal threat.
Nevertheless, Lan Xiaobu diligently shielded himself.
The passage seemed to stretch infinitely; Lan Xiaobu felt as though his primordial spirit would be flung away.
Yet the rotation wore on without end, and with increasing speed.
“Bang!” When Lan Xiaobu was forcefully thrown to the ground, he distinctly heard his bones cracking, and even a fissure appeared in his sea of consciousness.
Despite this, he felt no fear but rather a sense of joy and excitement.
Even while struggling to move, he understood that he had at least landed on solid ground.
The endless vortex tunnel was evidently a teleportation array.
This cursed teleportation, finally at an end.
(End of Chapter)