Chapter 525 Another Level

The sound of gongs was deafening. You Huan could vaguely hear that beneath the noisy gongs and drums, the head of the Pang family, Pang Leyun's father, was saying something, which sounded like a blessing.

But he was not using the official language of the Great Shang Kingdom in this world, nor was it any language that You Huan knew.

The tone and words are so strange that once you notice them, it is difficult to take your attention away, but the more you listen, the more your thoughts will fall into a strange state.

You will feel like you are thinking about something, or even thinking a lot.

But what I was thinking about was something I couldn't understand at all, as if my empty mind was filled with completely unfamiliar things.

Suddenly, the rustling sound of black leaves rustling against each other broke into my consciousness softly yet firmly, immediately banishing this strange blessing.

The young woman tied to the dark red wooden chair breathed a sigh of relief and looked away from the head of the Pang family.

You Huan recalled the contents of "Black Forest Fairy Tales" and channeled its power into the mind of this body to resist external pollution.

The mutating Floating Immortal World was indeed dangerous. He only listened to the voice of the Patriarch of the Pang Family and encountered some strange cognitive interference.

He is now like a top-notch chip installed in a bulky computer that is decades behind modern times. Restricted by Pang Leyun's body, his ability to resist spiritual pollution has dropped sharply.

He turned his gaze to the outer area among the people from the Pang Mansion who were gathered in a circle.

He Xiu, who was possessed by Joshua, was standing in an inconspicuous corner, looking around from time to time, looking quite leisurely.

The two looked at each other and conveyed their thoughts.

In short, let's not interrupt this strange spring festival process and see what happens.

Although this is a bit dangerous, the world is different now and we have to take some risks.

Then You Huan looked towards the outer area, and this sight startled him slightly.

Outside the flat land, on the steep mountain, there were people hanging one after another!

Looking closely, some of them were wearing coarse cloth, and some didn't even have complete clothes, revealing their withered bodies in tattered clothes.

These common people and beggars were mumbling something while grabbing any protrusions on the mountain - rocks, tree roots - and trying to climb to the top of the mountain!

At a glance, except for the south side of the mountain where the Pang Mansion was located, the other three sides of the mountain slopes were crowded with people like corpses, rushing to the top of the mountain crookedly.

But because the outer circle of the mountain top was already filled with people from Pang Mansion, these people could not actually reach the top of the mountain.

As a result, a scene appeared where people were crowded together and hanging on the edge of the flat surface closest to the top of the mountain, trying hard to look upwards.

At this moment, You Huan thought that the world he had arrived in was actually a zombie crisis.

"when!"

Just as he was sitting idly in the chair and thinking about random things, another exceptionally loud gong sounded.

He looked up and thought it was not just his illusion: amid the sound of the gong, the entire cloud layer in the beautiful, clear blue sky of early spring trembled slightly as if it were an illusion.

After the gong sounded, the wife of the eldest wife of the Pang family walked in front of everyone and spoke in a slightly sharp voice:

"I have a daughter who has been blessed by the immortals and has a dragon life. I am now cutting off her flesh as a sacrifice. I hope that all the immortals will have pity on the Pang family and grant her the path to immortality."

After saying that, several servants holding short knives that flashed coldly walked up to the expressionless Pang Leyun.

As soon as You Huan heard what the first wife said, he knew what was going to happen.

In Pang Leyun's memory, in previous years' spring festivals, some involved shaman dances and some involved killing a few beggars.

The most serious incident was when they found 81 pregnant women from somewhere and made them give birth in a pool. The blood from childbirth overflowed from the pool.

It is said that this is because spring is the season when all things come back to life, and giving birth to a child is also the birth of life, which is more in line with the theme of spring festival.

Of course, in Pang Leyun's memory, every spring festival was useless.

However, after each sacrificial ceremony, the people in Pang Mansion would become more indifferent and crazier at the same time.

This time, it was the turn of the eldest daughter of the Pang family to be sacrificed...

Pang Leyun, who was born with a jade in her arms and is said to be the reincarnation of the Azure Dragon, although has no fate of becoming an immortal, does have one of the best destiny among mortals.

It is obviously the most suitable for use as a sacrifice... What the hell.

Feudal superstition and sacrifice to living people are not acceptable!

The blades in the servants' hands had already touched the delicate skin, but You Huan still had the leisure to let his mind wander.

When the first knife fell, the clothes on Pang Leyun's body were cut open, revealing her delicate, porcelain-white skin.

But everyone who was watching this scene at the moment was not paying attention to the beautiful offering itself.

"Xian…Xian…"

"Where is the immortal..."

"Become an immortal... I want to become an immortal..."

"Immortal... Immortal!"

Monotonous words and phrases came one after another, flooding in from the outside of the mountain.

These are the sounds made by the common people hanging on the edge of the platform.

Their eyes seemed to be staring straight at "Pang Leyun" in the center of the platform, but also seemed to be looking into nothingness.

What they are looking at is not people, nor mountains, but the elusive and elusive "immortal fate".

As for the people in the Pang Mansion, they all stood still, still with indifferent expressions, staring blankly at the center of the platform.

"Pah."

At this moment, the short knife in the servant's hand easily cut into the soft flesh of the shoulder as if cutting through tender lamb meat.

He just held the knife handle slightly, turned it, and flicked it, and the first piece of meat was cut off intact.

You Huan looked calm. When he heard the sound of meat falling, he looked around but did not see any piece of meat that had been cut off.

The servants' expressions did not change. They kept cutting with the daggers, and pieces of meat fell off like a slow slicing.

Blood gushed out from the fresh wound, soaking through the clothes and flowing onto the dark red wooden chair.

You Huan didn't feel anything about it, it was just a superficial injury. He was more concerned about another thing -

Is the chair he is sitting on now really a chair?

When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw the chair for the first time and thought it was a dark red wooden chair.

But as he recalled "Black Forest Fairy Tales" to resist the spiritual pollution from the outside world, he gradually felt something was wrong.

...The chair beneath him had a warm, soft surface and eight legs. He could feel the uneven, fine lines on its surface on his back, as if someone had turned a brain into a flat surface and stretched it behind him.

"Pah."

Another sound of a piece of flesh falling off my body.

"..."At the same time, he heard an indistinct murmur from the strange, uneven thing behind him.

The cover of the chair slowly curled up, covering his arms, feet, and shoulders from below, from behind, from the left, and from the right.

"Crunch, crunch."

The chair rocked slightly and the legs made a sound.

The surface of the chair stretched out in front of him like a snake, and his vision was suddenly blocked by something dark red.

Through the dark red cortex with strange meridians, I could vaguely see the light from the outside world shining in.

Chair... No, this is a ghost chair!

Suddenly, You Huan's thoughts became relaxed, as if he had been living in an extremely awkward state of mind.

Suddenly he realized clearly that this thing was not a chair at all, but something... that should not appear in this world.

He couldn't describe it in words.

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Every inch of its shape and dark red outline are not something that can appear in the material world.

It's impossible to fully describe it, but if I had to, it would probably be a bit like a monster made up of a squashed brain, exposed muscles, countless legs and feet, and some other weird things.

Of course, You Huan was not sure whether it was a living thing.

The only thing he could understand clearly was that it did not exist in this world.

"…half of their sanity has entered another dimension."

Joshua's earlier words echoed in his mind.

This thing that makes people feel like a "chair" should be the so-called "another level" thing.

Then...

He blinked, and his vision disappeared from the dark red and became clear again. He looked at the people from the Pang Mansion.

The figures of those people were a little blurry, standing there like smoke.

At this moment, some of the people in the Pang Mansion have entered "another level".

Looking further out, the common people who were fanatically muttering "immortal" were gone.

Because they have not yet reached the level of the Pang family and have not yet entered "another level".

He looked down at himself and found himself sitting there intact, sitting on something unknown.

The thing under him absorbed Pang Leyun's flesh and blood and led him to this level.

The place where he was now was no longer the original level, but an incomprehensible level.

It is not the superposition of space, or the rise of dimension, but a more indescribable level.

Could it be that... the "immortal fate" that the people of the Pang Mansion prayed for must be seen at this level...?

"Huh."

A slight breeze blew past him and then went behind his head, as if lingering around him.

A figure vaguely emerged in the field of vision.

When they saw this figure, the smoky images of the people in Pang Mansion began to shake violently.

"Immortal…Immortal…!"

"Ah, the immortal has finally arrived... Please grant us immortal fate..."

"Where is the path to immortality..."

Those who were originally indifferent suddenly became ferocious and roared at the blurry figure flying around You Huan.

Their voices drifted in this "special dimension" and gradually turned into something else, distorting the timbre, blurring the tone, and becoming incomparably hateful and sticky.

You Huan always felt that the "immortality" they were seeking might be different from the concept he understood.

But for now, he focused his attention mainly on the figure that appeared.

It was a vague shadow, and he was only seeing it from below, through the thick surface of water, so he couldn't make out any more details.

...But he could at least see that...this "immortal" didn't look like a human at all.

The figure revealed an indescribable appearance, without human limbs, more like a pile of something else.

He was trying hard to mobilize the not-so-good senses of this body to observe this figure—

"KANG!"

But suddenly, there was a clanging sound like a long sword being unsheathed, coming from the outside world, resounding throughout this peaceful and strange world!

It was as if a fuzzy membrane was suddenly torn apart, all his senses became alive again, and the noise filled his eardrums.

The figure in front of him, attracted by the Spring Festival, disappeared. He withdrew from "that level".

The thing beneath him, which he mistakenly thought was a chair, let out an indistinct murmur.

Of course he didn't understand what it was saying at first, but now for some reason, he could vaguely hear that it was expressing dissatisfaction and a little fear.

"Thump, thump, thump."

The sound of swords was followed by a rapid and orderly sound of horse hooves.

He turned around and happened to meet the eyes of a tall figure riding a horse.

Helian Feng saw the young woman who was quietly tied to the dark red wooden chair. Her body was covered in blood, but her expression was strangely calm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, unsure whether the woman was already in the process of transforming into a "ghost fairy".

With a wave of his hand, his men rode on heavily armored war horses and rushed to the top of the mountain. They surrounded the servants with knives, the indifferent servants, and the members of the Pang family who pretended to be crazy and muttered "I saw the immortal".

In a corner that he hadn't noticed, a maid named "He Xiu" saw him, her eyes lit up, and she whispered, "The clue to the immortal technique..."

Helian Feng raised his right hand high, and in the palm covered with gauntlet, a token was glowing with golden light.

"Pang family, stop your so-called 'immortal-seeking ritual'." He shouted.

Then he looked at the head of the Pang Mansion who was still mumbling about "immortals" and said with a sigh:

"The five-year period is approaching, the immortal gate will soon be open, and the orthodox immortal path is right in front of you. Why do you have to cling to this wild path?" (End of this chapter)