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Chapter 1532: Celestial Lord’s Descent, Mysterious Fog Wall_1 Chapter 1532: Celestial Lord’s Descent, Mysterious Fog Wall_1 Editor: Henyee Translations The moment the calamity weapon was in her hands, Shen Ruyan immediately sensed the will behind it.

The calamity aura that had once raged within the figure’s grasp now retracted, coiling around the blade of the weapon, cold and foreboding, but no longer affecting her.

“Master!

The calamity weapon seems to have recognized me!” After a brief moment of shock, Shen Ruyan’s eyes sparkled with joy.

She turned to Jiang Chengxuan with a delighted expression.

The thunderous sea of energy behind her dissipated as Shen Ruyan quickly approached Jiang Chengxuan, her form flashing as she stood before him.

“Ha ha, congratulations, Madam, for claiming this Earth Immortal treasure!” Jiang Chengxuan said with a smile, pleased for her.

The calamity weapon in Shen Ruyan’s hands flickered with sharp light, producing a faint humming sound, as small cracks began to form in the space around them, showcasing its immense sharpness.

“BuzzaEUR”!” At that moment, Jiang Chengxuan also summoned his own calamity weapon.

A pitch-black sword materialized in his hand, crackling with dark energy.

The two calamity weapons resonated with each other, their auras intermingling, sending ripples through the air as they vibrated and hummed in unison.

“This calamity weapon seems different from the usual ones,” Jiang Chengxuan observed, feeling the energy fluctuations.

“When I first obtained my calamity weapon, I had to use calamity energy to refine it before unleashing its power in combat.

It was only after my cave heaven was shattered and I had fused the calamity weapon with my domain that I was able to wield it freely.” Shen Ruyan’s calamity weapon, however, didn’t require any such fusion or consumption of calamity energy to unleash its power.

This made Jiang Chengxuan suspect: “Perhaps, in ancient times, there was an immortal clan that forged calamity weapons, with methods to perfectly control them.

But those techniques were lost during the turmoil of history.” This might have been the normal, unaltered state of a perfect calamity weapon, he thought.

There was so much they still didn’t know about these mysterious ancient treasures.

“Perhaps one day, we can find the opportunity to study this further,” Jiang Chengxuan said, a spark of interest in his eyes as he gazed at the two weapons.

With his current strength, he could now reach for things that once seemed out of his grasp.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the secret realm, the three Earth Immortal ancestors of the Xianjie Sect, who had been trekking for a long time, finally arrived at a mysterious location.

They were now standing in the middle of a vast, barren plain, surrounded by scorched earth stretching endlessly.

Not a trace of life could be seen.

Long, black strands grew from the ground like twisted hair, drifting in the air without wind, creating a strange, eerie scene.

Yet, despite this, the treasures in their handsaEUR”their ritual sealsaEUR”glowed with intense light.

Purple, mystical energy pierced the surrounding darkness, radiating a blinding heat.

This sight filled the three men with excitement and awe, their gazes conflicted with a mix of greed and reverence.

“This is it!

This is the place the great one spoke of!” one of the Xianjie Sect elders exclaimed.

“The forbidden power is hidden here, deep within!” “Once we gain this power, the gates of the Ancient Realm will open to us!” They hovered low over the dark plain, their excitement barely contained as they proceeded, whispering eagerly to each other.

After traveling a long distance, passing through several waves of black mist, they seemed to reach the end of the plain.

There, a massive wall made of mist, like a cloudy barrier, stretched from the earth to the heavens, blocking their path.

Around them, the air was thick with fog, even Earth Immortal cultivators unable to see through it.

Before them, the misty wall churned and roiled, as if it had a life of its own, breathing in and out, occasionally releasing bursts of blinding light.

The atmosphere here was raw and untamed, like it belonged to a time long past, not this world.

Standing before this wall, the three Xianjie Sect elders held their breath, their eyes burning with anticipation, not daring to make a sound.

The ritual seals in their hands shifted, seemingly coming to life, as strokes of light detached from them, swaying like tails in the air.

It seemed as though something on the other side of the mist wall was responding to the changes in their ritual seals, distorting the world and growing heavier with each passing moment.

As the light flickered, they saw a vague silhouette moving behind the mist.

It appeared to be the tail of an enormous serpent, but with a giant hand placed upon the fog wall.

“Thud!

Thud!

Thud!” The booming sounds echoed like drumbeats, and the mist wall churned even more violently, as if boiling.

The space between them rippled, and a flood of runes appeared, casting golden light across the sky.

The symbols spiraled and danced, painting the heavens with brilliant, dazzling colors.

The power of these runes stabilized the swirling fog, and a deep, rumbling roar emerged from within, soon fading into silence.

Clearly, the three Xianjie Sect elders had come here specifically to find the mysterious entity behind the fog wall, and this barrier had sealed it away.

“Quickly, set up the formation and summon the great one!” one of the elders said urgently, as they sensed the ritual seals’ energy calm down, preparing to perform the summoning.