Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter 326 Crimson Blood Wasteland

Chapter 326 Crimson Blood Wasteland

"Can you feel your spiritual power being suppressed?" Feng Yu suddenly turned around and asked Bai Ke and Tian Xin.

"Yes, I feel my cultivation level has been forcibly suppressed to around the Golden Core stage..."

"Me too. It seems that this crimson mountain is emitting a strange pressure that can suppress my cultivation."

Bai Ke and Tian Xin answered in turn, and Feng Yu smiled, pointing to the tall tower atop the crimson mountain, and said:

"What truly suppresses you is not the oppressive aura of this crimson mountain, but the inherent restriction within this tower. It can limit the cultivation of cultivators below the Mahayana stage to around the peak of the Golden Core stage."

Looking in the direction Feng Yu pointed, Bai Ke noticed that the tower was faintly radiating spiritual light, with a profound aura emanating from it. He asked thoughtfully:

"So among us, only Elder Feng is unrestricted, right? What is the origin of this tower? Why is it so mysterious..."

"Yes, I am indeed unaffected; all Mahayana cultivators possess their own domain power. But... strictly speaking, Uncle Lin is also unaffected by the tower's restrictions."

Feng Yu pointed to Lin Yun, who was gazing at the tower in a daze, clicked her tongue, and explained with a mixture of envy and regret:

"Uncle Lin is exceptionally talented. He reached the peak of the Returning to the Void realm at the age of twenty-four and also comprehended and evolved his own domain ahead of time, which is why he can resist the power of the tower."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yun turned around, shook his head, and sighed with a wry smile:

"Alas, what good is extraordinary talent? At the age of twenty-five, I still ended up with my foundation collapsing because of my arrogance and conceit when I tried to force my way across the Heavenly Bridge... I was powerless to help my beloved who died tragically in front of me, and in the end, I could only live a mediocre life for thousands of years."

"Uncle Lin, please don't say that. If you weren't searching for that Youth Preservation Pill, you wouldn't be so anxious and obsessed... If you hadn't braved that Heavenly Bridge, even the Tide Emperor wouldn't be as good as you!"

Feng Yu stepped forward, patted Lin Yun on the back, whose expression was desolate, and spoke with a bitter tone.

Bai Ke clearly knew Lin Yun better than Tian Xin, and seeing this situation, he couldn't help but sigh with regret.

Back then, when he took Xin'er to Lin Yun's herb garden to steal the Vermilion Fruit in exchange for the Youth-Preserving Pill, Lin Yun, perhaps out of concern for the safety of his juniors or because he was unwilling to reveal his strength, still cooperated with Bai Ke in putting on a show.

Bai Ke didn't think too much about it at the time, nor did he have as clear a sense of Lin Yun's strength as he does now, so he went there full of confidence.

At that time, he really thought that Lin Yun's Dao foundation was damaged and his combat strength was at most around the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Looking back now, Bai Ke still feels a lingering fear.

If Lin Yun had truly unleashed his power then, taking out his many magical treasures and unleashing strength sufficient to suppress a Mahayana stage cultivator…

Without a doubt, Bai Ke and Xin'er were going to lose their lives in that herb garden, and they would have absolutely no power to resist.

Amidst his flurry of thoughts, Bai Ke also looked at Lin Yun with a sense of relief.

After expressing his feelings, Lin Yun instructed Bai Ke to take a closer look at the crimson mountain, emphasizing that its origins were not simple.

Bai Ke looked in the direction Bai Ke was told.

The red mountain, about six thousand meters high, was barren of trees and vegetation, consisting only of irregularly shaped, large red rocks.

Therefore, the mountain's terrain is irregular, full of pits and bumps, and the stone is extremely hard. Bai Ke tried to punch with his physical strength, but only managed to create a small dent.

Strangely, the inside of the broken rock that Bai Ke had pierced through was crystal clear, like jade. Bai Ke couldn't help but feel curious and asked Lin Yun:

"Mr. Lin, I am very interested. Could you tell me about the origin of this red mountain and tower?"

Lin Yun nodded upon hearing this and began to explain the origins of the crimson mountain and tower to Bai Ke and Tian Xin. He calmly stated:

"This crimson mountain is actually the sacred mountain of Miaoyujian, called Crimson Blood Wasteland Mountain. The rocks that make up the mountain are all weathered from precious Crimson Blood Crystal Jade. Miaoyujian holds an ancestral worship ceremony here every hundred years."

"The Crimson Blood Crystal is now extinct. In the past, it was mostly used by ancient cultivators to refine and strengthen magical artifacts. The more Crimson Blood Crystal is added to a magical artifact, the stronger it becomes and the less likely it is to be destroyed."

Upon hearing this, our young master Bai Ke's eyes lit up, and he immediately squatted down, wanting to scoop up a few stones and put them into the Azure Sky Ring.

Strangely, no matter how much he activated his spiritual power, he couldn't put it into his storage space; it seemed as if some force was preventing him from doing so.

"Don't waste your energy. As long as the Immortal Imprisonment Tower on this mountaintop is still there, no matter what method you use, you won't be able to take a single hair away," Feng Yu teased.

Bai Ke reluctantly withdrew his hand and turned his questioning gaze to Lin Yun.

Seeing Bai Ke's dejected look, Lin Yun couldn't help but laugh out loud. After a moment, he continued to explain:

"Ahem, the tower on this mountaintop is called the Immortal Imprisonment Tower. In fact, it was the natal magic weapon of the founder of Miaoyujian. After his death, he left this tower on the Crimson Blood Wasteland Mountain as the sect's treasure to protect Miaoyujian."

"The Immortal Imprisonment Tower is a mid-grade Saint-level Immortal Treasure with four major functional spells: Imprisonment, Suppression, Sealing, and Protection. Among them, the 'Protection' spell can protect things within a certain range from the effects of magic."

Bai Ke nodded upon hearing this, indicating that he understood the reasoning behind it.

Clearly, this Crimson Blood Desolate Mountain was protected by the "Yu" technique of the Immortal Imprisonment Tower, which is why he could not put it into his storage space.

"Elder Lin, you just mentioned that this Immortal Imprisonment Tower is a 'Mid-grade Saint-level' Immortal Treasure. What grade does Immortal-level belong to? And what is meant by Immortal Treasure?"

Tian Xin suddenly asked a question, and Bai Ke raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, then looked at Lin Yun with the same humble and eager expression.

"Well, because the pinnacle of cultivation in the ancient world was very high, the division of various ranks was more complex than in the current Mountain and Sea Realm..."

After Lin Yun finished answering, he pondered for a moment and was about to continue his introduction when Feng Yu interrupted him, explaining to Tian Xin:

"Above the four ranks of Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow are the four ranks of Saint, Dao, God, and Absolute. Taking magic treasures as an example, magic treasures above the Heaven rank have the ability to cultivate themselves, so they are collectively called Immortal Treasures."

Although Lin Yun was somewhat displeased, he still pursed his lips and nodded, indicating that Feng Yu was right.

Clearly, both of them are seasoned veterans with extensive knowledge and broad perspectives, and they speak eloquently about these topics.

Feng Yu then gave a detailed explanation of the Immortal Imprisonment Tower, concluding by bluntly emphasizing:

"There's a treasure at the top of the Immortal Imprisonment Tower that I must have. You're not allowed to take it from me..."