Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 957: The Path of Pure Chaos and the Myriad Immortals Monument

Chapter 957: The Path of Pure Chaos and the Myriad Immortals Monument

"What place?" Renshu Chang asked eagerly.

"The Myriad Immortals Monument, they say it’s actually an immortal palace inside, full of endless opportunities, unlike the desolate lands out here."

"However, due to the immense energy it releases, the Myriad Immortals Monument often gets pulled into spatial rifts over time, making it difficult to find. They’ve likely located its position already, but if we follow the trail markers, we’ll surely reach it."

"Lead the way," Kenny Lin said decisively.

"Follow me; I know Senior Brother’s markers." Renshu Chang quickly moved to the front to lead the way.

The markers left by the Green Lotus Sect disciples were numerous, but each disciple had a unique marking pattern that only those familiar with them could recognize.

In no time, Renshu Chang spotted Senior Brother’s markers. Following them led them to a massive stone monument that seemed to reach the clouds.

The words "Myriad Immortals Monument" were clearly visible even from afar.

These three words seemed to possess an intense penetrating power, and staring at them for too long made one’s eyes feel as though they were being pricked by countless needles.

"How do we enter?" Renshu Chang asked Jinhwa Hou when they reached the monument’s base.

"We need a crystal token to open the way," Jinhwa Hou replied, suddenly glancing at Kenny Lin.

He didn’t have a crystal token, but he did have a gold token. The other crystal token was with Amalia.

"Using different tokens might transport us to different places."

"Go on your own way," Kenny Lin replied indifferently; he preferred traveling alone, except for Amalia’s company.

"Be careful, Martial Uncle," Renshu Chang cautioned, a hint of worry in his voice.

Jinhwa Hou pulled Renshu Chang into the monument, feeling that Kenny Lin was likely safer on his own than they were together.

After they left, Kenny Lin gazed at the monument for a few seconds, squinting. "Amalia had better be in there..."

His voice was swallowed by the wind.

He flung the gold token, which struck the monument.

Kenny Lin stepped forward, felt a sudden dizziness, and was instantly transported inside.

...

With Amalia’s enlightenment, a graveston that had been silent for tens of thousands of years suddenly began to tremble.

The old lady suddenly stood up, staring in astonishment at Amalia, who was still sitting on the stone monument, engrossed in comprehending the formation.

All the gravestones in the entire burial mound quaked—except for the one beneath her.

"She actually grasped the formation!" the old lady muttered, repeating the phrase as though she were dazed.

A second later, she burst into uncontrollable laughter, the sound both desolate and filled with an irrepressible excitement.

"Chaos-type Spiritual Vein... indeed extraordinary. The world is not yet at an end," sh laughed again, her voice carrying hope.

She looked deeply at Amalia, refraining from disturbing her as she worked to comprehend the entire formation.

At such a young age, if she truly could master this formation, it would indeed be a good thing.

Amalia’s full consciousness was now immersed in the cosmic constellation chart in her mind. Unaware of the old lady’s reaction, she continued her insights and exercises. As her understanding grew, one by one, the faintly glowing stars began to shine with an even stronger light.

These stars connected in succession, triggering a certain pattern and forming a balance. A powerful force rose, locking down a space.

Outside, several tombstones suddenly exploded before the old lady’s eyes.

As these tombstones shattered, the others grew increasingly unstable.

"That’s enough." The old lady, not wishing to see all the graves destroyed, finally interrupted Amalia’s actions.

Amalia felt her spirit being forcefully pulled back to her body by an overwhelmingly strong power.

Before her now wasn’t the cosmic constellation chart but the desolate graveyard.

Here, only the old lady could have achieved such a feat.

Amalia glanced at the old lady without speaking, then closed her eyes again.

"I said that’s enough," the old lady repeated.

Still, Amalia ignored her.

Only then did the old lady realize that she was doing it on purpose—a silent retaliation for her earlier disregard. She couldn’t help but chuckle.

"You have indeed exceeded my expectations. Being able to decipher the formation here, your talent is anything but ordinary. But even if you’ve deciphered this formation, I still cannot allow you to leave this place."

Amalia’s eyelids twitched slightly, but then she resumed her meditative stance, calm as a statue.

"Don’t you want to know why?" the old lady continued, unperturbed.

At last, Amalia opened her eyes, glancing at her, signaling her to continue.

The old lady was both amused and exasperated; she hadn’t felt such emotions in millennia. But given her young age, she supposed it was natural to have a temper. Who would have thought? The wheel of fate had truly turned.

"Because the Path of Chaos can only be understood here, and only by entering the Path of Pure Chaos will you one day be able to face the impending catastrophe."

"What catastrophe?" Amalia immediately asked.

"The truth is something you are not yet ready to bear. One day, you will learn it for yourself." The old lady shook her head, her resolve unwavering.

Amalia didn’t linger on this. "Then why is it only here that one can comprehend the Path of Pure Chaos, and what is this Path of Chaos?"

She fired off two questions in a row.

"Because the Path of Chaos has already disappeared. As for what it truly is, I can’t tell you; you must understand it for yourself. Frankly, I don’t know too," the old lady replied matter-of-factly. "If I did, I wouldn’t have stayed here waiting for you to come and comprehend it."

Amalia: "..."

That last part was probably the main point, she thought.

She had been hoping for some big revelation.

Amalia and the old lady held each other’s gaze for a few seconds. The cloudiness in the old lady’s eyes wasn’t true dimness; it seemed rather like an understanding of the world’s reality.