A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 339: Mystery Voice (2)

Upon hearing those words, Li Feng paused in hesitation for a short instant.

Truthfully, he felt unsure about relying on a mysterious voice that had suddenly popped up from nowhere.

However, up until now... this voice had been aiding him.

After thinking it over briefly, Li Feng clenched his teeth firmly.

Regardless of anything else, he had already decided to give Yue Lan that pill.

Wasting no more time, he pulled out a little purple pill emitting an archaic, mysterious aura.

He moved closer.

The instant he neared the cocoon, it stirred.

A delicate frost sheet slid away effortlessly, parting wide enough... like it was inviting the pill in.

Li Feng's eyes flashed as his stare fell on Yue Lan, wrapped inside the gradually shaping frost-light cocoon.

He gazed at her stunning face, looking as if she were merely asleep.

"..."

Going with his gut, he softly slipped the pill past her plush, gently parted lips.

For a moment, nothing stirred.

Then—

Brilliant radiance burst from the cocoon.

Li Feng's eyes went wide as a ferocious wave of power surged from Yue Lan's body, shoving him back half a step.

The frost-blue cocoon quaked fiercely... then steadied.

Yet now, it had turned fully into a firm ice cocoon.

He couldn't peer inside anymore.

[...Good...]

The woman's voice came back, gentler this time, threaded with obvious relief.

[...Ice preserves her soul... Nirvana rekindles it...]

[...Two origins... converging... She will not die...]

Li Feng exhaled a long breath of relief.

It looked like Yue Lan truly had a shot at pulling through, no matter what was unfolding.

But suddenly, the voice sharpened with urgency again.

[...He is coming..! Please make sure... he doesn’t interrupt her rebirth!]

"He?"

Li Feng remembered that from the odd woman's voice before, but just who was this "he"?

Before he could press the voice for details—

Then—

A noise tore through the sky.

It wasn't like thunder or a blast.

More akin to ancient chains snapping... as though a being sealed away for endless ages was at last unleashed.

[...No...]

The woman's voice shook for the first time.

[...He has broken through the seal...]

Her words made Li Feng's head whip upward, where... high in the air...

The sky cracked open.

His pupils contracted at the horrifying view.

It started as a ripple, then ripped apart.

Jagged fissures spiderwebbed the firmament like broken glass, dark voids oozing from the cracks.

Out of that twist...

...A shadow appeared.

"A... tower?"

Li Feng muttered in shock, staring at the massive upside-down tower floating in the sky, its tip aimed down while the broad base faded into the shattered heavens.

It didn't drop right away but just... lingered there for one breath.

Like reality buckled under its immense burden.

Then... it plunged.

The air howled.

Clouds vanished in a flash as the enormous tower hurtled down, towing a smothering pressure that shook the whole battlefield to its core.

Li Feng's face grew grim.

"...You’ve got to be kidding me."

The earth under his boots split wider, buckling beneath the colossal force bearing down.

Yet he swiftly glanced around at the wounded disciples... and above all, his women.

They wouldn't last if that tower struck.

Jaw set, Li Feng snatched the Divine Brick and raised it overhead.

"EVERYONE! DON’T RESIST!!"

His roar echoed across the battlefield.

The Divine Brick picked up on its master's command instantly.

A dazzling glow flared from it, stretching out into a glowing shield.

Injured disciples floated up one after another, pulled into the Divine Brick's inner realm like glowing motes seeking shelter.

Their figures shimmered and faded away.

Shortly—

The tower smashed into the ground with world-ending might.

The land ripped open everywhere.

Vast chasms clawed through the soil as savage shockwaves roared outward, flattening all before them and distant mountains toppled while entire forests wiped out in a blink.

Once the dust and rubble drifted to rest, wafting like ashes from doomsday... just one thing endured on the old battlefield's spot.

...A towering black monolith.

Its face bore ancient etchings, subtle patterns that seemed to shift and flow.

It loomed perfectly motionless, but projected an aura so overwhelming it crushed down on the whole world.

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Within the black tower,

Li Feng warily opened his eyes, discovering the surroundings had utterly transformed.

"...What?"

No trace of the previous forest remained... just an infinite, gloomy void sprawling ahead.

Beneath his feet stretched a sleek, ebony surface akin to polished obsidian, where faint ripples sometimes stirred across it, suggesting it wasn't fully solid.

Above him loomed no ceiling... just endless darkness.

"...So this is inside the tower," Li Feng muttered.

At the same time, memories of that brief exchange with the mysterious voice resurfaced in his mind, especially after the sights from those future visions...

’...Tch, I got no other choice.’

Then he glanced at the Divine Brick hovering by his side, evidently on high alert.

Even it appeared to sense the heavy pressure weighing down this space.

The ice-white cocoon drifted behind Li Feng.

Relief escaped him in a sigh upon seeing it perfectly intact.

He had attempted to store it before, yet for some unknown reason, it wouldn't go in.

For an instant, he worried the tower might obliterate the cocoon... but evidently, it had opted to engulf both of them rather than destroy them outright.

Then, the Divine Brick—no, Little Ling—transmitted a message to him.

"Hmm? There are actually demonic disciples inside?"

Li Feng's brow furrowed.

Evidently, some had detected the plummeting tower's danger and sneaked in during the chaos.

With a icy sneer, he commanded Little Ling to toss them all into the underground prison; he'd sort them out later.

Li Feng breathed out softly and faced forward once more, his gaze intensifying as something in the distance... rose to its feet.

The instant he identified the figure, Li Feng's eyes bulged in shock.

"...How are you still alive?"

A short distance ahead stood Yan Moxuan.

Or rather... just the lower half of his body.

Li Feng's prior strike had utterly demolished his upper body, but the surviving lower portion now stood erect on its own.