Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1259 - 580: Obtaining the Hell Spear, Beheading the Prison Elder (2)

The moment they were targeted by Hell’s Spear, a chilling sense of death enveloped them completely.

It was a pursuit from which there was no escape; anywhere they attempted to flee, their efforts would prove futile.

This was no ordinary magical treasure but an absolute murder weapon, a killing instrument of unprecedented terror.

"This is Hell’s Spear, a formidable immortal artifact exclusively housed within the Immortal Prison," a voice explained.

"Within its core resides the potent power of the Law of Death."

"Its reach extends to bestowing death upon all living things."

"Without belonging to the inner circle of the Immortal Prison, mastering Hell’s Spear is an impossibility."

"Fortuitously, your status as a prison guard allowed you to swiftly present the Immortal Prison Order."

"Otherwise, in that very instant, the overwhelming power of Hell’s Spear would have extinguished your life."

"To think Hell’s Spear would reside here," the voice of Ten Thousand Treasures Hall chimed in, surprised.

Upon witnessing the fearsome black spear, the Hall’s consciousness immediately surfaced all known information about this legendary weapon.

Even within the celestial realms, Hell’s Spear remained a name whispered with dread, a symbol of mortality that caused countless immortals to tremble.

"Is that so? If that is the case, then this is indeed excellent news," Jiang Fan’s eyes sparkled with a hint of anticipation.

He moved decisively, his hand reaching out to grasp the Hell’s Spear.

Instantly, the spear felt immensely heavy, as if it bore the crushing weight of the entire Great Thousand Worlds.

It was clear: without earning its recognition, taking it would be an impossible feat.

Furthermore, this potent magical treasure possessed its own artifact spirit.

Undoubtedly, without a compelling justification, securing the approval of Hell’s Spear was a distant dream, making its removal from this place unfeasible.

With this realization, Jiang Fan immediately addressed the artifact, "Senior, the Immortal Prison Hall is in grave peril, assailed by powerful enemies. I implore you to lend your strength to repel these invaders; I require your might."

He surmised that his current level of power was insufficient to wield Hell’s Spear fully.

However, even borrowing a portion of its formidable power to inflict a severe blow upon the strange entity would be more than adequate.

"Invasion by enemies?" the Hell’s Spear echoed, its voice laced with surprise.

"No wonder I sensed such profound disarray within the Immortal Prison Hall."

"But tell me, how did you ascertain my presence here?"

In response to Jiang Fan’s plea, the Hell’s Spear transmitted its thoughts.

Indeed, over the immense span of years, it too had sensed a deep disturbance plaguing the Immortal Prison Hall.

However, at the time, it had been grievously wounded and spent much of its existence in a dormant state, lacking the energy to concern itself with the Hall's troubles.

Yet, after such a prolonged period of slumber, a measure of its power had been regained.

"Fate, it was fate that guided my path to this place," Jiang Fan offered as an explanation.

"Heh, fate, you say? Who in this vast world can truly command fate? Not even an Immortal King possesses such dominion."

"However, everyone harbors their own secrets; it is a trivial matter."

"I can indeed lend you my power."

"But I possess only a single opportunity to act."

"Are you absolutely certain that my intervention can resolve the predicament of the Immortal Prison Hall?" the Hell’s Spear inquired with measured consideration.

"There is no doubt. As long as you, senior, are willing to manifest your power, we are guaranteed to overcome the challenges facing the Immortal Prison Hall," Jiang Fan stated with unwavering conviction.

"Very well, let us proceed with this endeavor then," the Hell’s Spear finally agreed.

With a swift 'swoosh,' its form rapidly diminished, transforming into a black spear emblem that then merged seamlessly into Jiang Fan’s skin, effectively concealing its aura.

It became apparent that an artifact of Hell’s Spear's magnitude could not be contained within the confined space of the Exquisite Tower; even commonplace storage artifacts lacked the capacity to hold its immense presence.

Thus, its only recourse was to bind itself to Jiang Fan, awaiting the opportune moment.

"My deepest gratitude, senior. I vow to honor this trust and will not falter in my duty," Jiang Fan declared, his heart swelling with delight.

He could now keenly sense the immense, terrifying power that pulsed within the Hell’s Spear.

This legendary immortal artifact was akin to a celestial being descending into the mortal realm, its power stretching beyond comprehension, exceeding all imagination.

Even if its might could be unleashed only once, its application at a crucial juncture would pose an unimaginable threat.

Particularly when amplified by his innate talent, it was destined to play a role of unprecedented significance.

With the presence of Hell’s Spear, a considerable degree of confidence now bolstered his resolve to confront the Prison Elder.

Bang!

A profound message resonated deep within his sea of consciousness once more.

"Congratulations on earning the acknowledgment of Hell’s Spear, revealing your sole path to survival. However, this is merely the prelude; the strength of the Prison Elder remains a formidable challenge that your current capabilities cannot yet surmount."

"Fortunately, the majority of its might is currently restrained by the Immortal Prison Hall, and it carries an immense arrogance, never conceiving that you could truly pose a threat. Therefore, this is your solitary chance; should you let it slip by, no other will arise."

"You may present all the Nether Purple Crystals you possess to the Prison Elder. Without question, they will immediately refine them, thereby restoring a portion of the Immortal Prison Hall's latent power. Once the restoration is nearly complete, you can then permit Hell’s Spear to unleash its strike; at that point, it will undoubtedly gravely wound the Prison Elder and awaken the artifact spirit of the Immortal Prison."

Upon absorbing this crucial intelligence, Jiang Fan felt a profound sense of satisfaction, perceiving it as a divinely ordained opportunity.

Indeed, the timing of one's actions is paramount.

To miss this opportune moment might render the discovery of another comparable chance exceedingly difficult.

Swoosh!

With this strategic consideration in mind, Jiang Fan promptly invoked the power intrinsic to the Immortal Prison Order. A formidable energy, imbued with the essence of space-time, enveloped his entire being, causing his form to vanish from that location, swiftly returning him to the Immortal Prison Hall.

"Oh, you've returned so promptly? Could it be that you have successfully completed your assigned task?"

At that very moment, the Prison Elder also observed Jiang Fan's reappearance from his excursion outside.

It had not anticipated this human cultivator's return to the Immortal Prison Hall with such celerity.

After all, the undertaking itself presented a formidable level of difficulty.

The Minghua Mountain Range, you see, was designated as the domain of ferocious exotic beasts, vigilantly guarded by no fewer than three Mahayana Realm exotic beasts.

Considering the cultivation level of this human cultivator, it seemed utterly improbable that he could contend with such potent beasts.

Even if he possessed the requisite capability, the task of locating Nether Purple Crystals within the Minghua Mountain Range was by no means a simple endeavor.

The Elder harbored the belief that a hundred years would be a perfectly reasonable timeframe for the completion of this mission.

Yet, scarce one year had elapsed, and this individual had somehow managed to return, a feat that struck it as extraordinarily perplexing.

"Senior, I have, by fortunate circumstance, not failed my mission; it is, in fact, complete."

"A small measure of luck was indeed involved."

"Upon my arrival at the Minghua Mountain Range, I stumbled upon a concealed cavern quite by accident."

"Within its depths, I discovered a rich deposit of Nether Purple Crystals."

"Consequently, I naturally acquired a substantial quantity of Nether Purple Crystals."

Jiang Fan then extended his hand, releasing the considerable hoard of Nether Purple Crystals he had accumulated.

These Nether Purple Crystals, amassed together, resembled a colossal hill of a deep purple hue.

They materialized directly before the gaze of the Prison Elder.

"Not inadequate at all; you have proven yourself quite capable, obtaining such an abundance of Nether Purple Crystals in such a brief period."

"Your contribution on this occasion has truly been of immense assistance to this old one."

The Prison Elder emitted hearty laughter, overcome with immense pleasure.

Although it had harbored hopes that the youth would perish at the claws of the exotic beasts, its current situation would actually be even more advantageous if he returned with a large consignment of Nether Purple Crystals.

For it had endured a protracted confinement within the Immortal Prison Hall, rendering it incapable of projecting its influence beyond its confines.

Now, with these specialized ores, it would undoubtedly be positioned to recuperate a greater measure of its former strength.

As recompense for the human cultivator's service, once it had regained its faculties, it would ensure the cultivator's swift demise, thereby preempting any prolonged suffering.

It rationalized this as a form of reciprocation for the human's efforts.

Were it to act with genuine intent, this mortal would otherwise find himself in a state where he could neither truly live nor perish.

"I am pleased that I could render assistance to you, Senior."

Jiang Fan offered a subtle smile.

Boom~~

In an instant, the Prison Elder gestured with its hand, and the Nether Purple Crystals resting upon the ground vanished without a trace.

The entirety of the Immortal Prison Hall began to reverberate, and the innumerable restrictive formations embedded within its core commenced to quiver, emitting resplendent golden luminescence, as if suddenly imbued with life.

It behaved akin to a sentient entity, immediately assimilating these Nether Purple Crystals.

A significant volume of the ore transmuted into a peculiar liquid, permeating the entire structure of the Immortal Prison Hall.

Originally, deep and menacing fissures, reminiscent of a dilapidated dwelling, crisscrossed the Immortal Prison Hall.

However, upon the infusion of these specialized ores, the fissures began to mend and disappear.

Concurrently, the palpable aura and inherent power of the Immortal Prison Hall displayed a noticeable augmentation.

An analogous effect was experienced by the Prison Elder, who perceived the constraints binding its existence progressively fracturing, leading to a meteoric surge in its essence and capabilities.

It felt as though the very restrictions that held it captive were gradually diminishing.

As though the seal imposed upon it was being systematically undone.