I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 427 - 277 3A Masterpiece: Chaos Demon Star! (Request for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 427: Chapter 277 3A Masterpiece: Chaos Demon Star! (Request for Monthly Ticket)

A wave of blurred sensation washed over him.

Qing Yuan didn’t know how to describe it.

It was as if he was supposed to enter a certain place but was stopped by a sign that said "Under Construction."

His hazy and blurred consciousness felt intercepted at that moment.

Until after a short while,

the resistance disappeared.

A clear voice echoed in his ears, "link start!"

Then, before he could ponder the meaning of those words, he suddenly passed through some kind of barrier and arrived in a world where his senses suddenly sharpened.

Thick clouds wove the sky into a dark tapestry.

The brilliance of the Sun was completely devoured and nowhere to be found.

The originally tranquil valley had broken the silence of the past.

The air seemed to be filled with unusual restlessness and noise, everything seemed to fall into unprecedented panic, signaling an unknown colossal disaster quietly approaching.

"Where is this?"

Qing Yuan’s now clear consciousness couldn’t help but express confusion.

His memory from the second before was still in the dormitory bed where he had laid down.

The next second, he seemed to be here.

The process in between seemed fragmented,

leaving him completely clueless about what was happening now.

He was now standing on the cliff of a valley.

Qing Yuan looked around.

The scene before him was shocking.

The valley was deep; the steep cliffs on both sides towered into the clouds, resembling majestic natural sculptures, each inch of rock bearing the marks of time.

At the valley’s bottom, a turbulent river meandered through; water rushed against the riverbanks’ stones, producing a deafening roar, forming a stark contrast with the valley’s tranquility.

The sky was covered by a layer of heavy lead-gray clouds, without a single ray of light penetrating, casting the entire valley in gloom.

The air was filled with an oppressive atmosphere, occasionally a few crows swept across, their mournful cries echoing through the valley, adding an eerie and anxious touch.

In the distance, the mountains stretched continuously.

The mountain peaks were sharp as swords, piercing the clouds.

Among the mountains, one could occasionally see some strange buildings.

Their styles varied drastically, from simple stone castles to futuristic metallic structures, these buildings seemed to come from different times and spaces, yet mysteriously merged here.

Qing Yuan noticed.

The ground beneath his feet was extraordinary; it was made of a seemingly transparent yet incredibly sturdy material, adorned with complex runes and patterns.

These runes emitted a faint glow as if possessing some mystical strength.

He tried to step forward, and the platform beneath his feet vibrated slightly, then stabilized, clearly the technology or magic here far exceeded his knowledge.

All of this,

made Qing Yuan a bit puzzled.

Where on earth am I?

Is this still within the country?

The degree of rugged and perilous nature of these mountains was ridiculously exaggerated.

The distant buildings with varying styles didn’t seem like they should exist in reality.

The strange patterns and symbols beneath his feet subtly emanated a mysterious aura.

Thinking back to when he had lied down in his dormitory,

Qing Yuan felt this might be a dream.

But...

the sensations he currently possessed did not feel like a dream.

Everything he saw was so detailed and complex, lacking the blur that dreams should have.

His perceptions were not discounted; not only were his vision, hearing, and sense of smell normal, but he could also feel pain distinctly.

His thoughts were also exceptionally clear, unlike the free and unfounded nature of dreams.

Furthermore, the oppressive atmosphere of dark clouds encircling the city was far from what could be felt in a dream.

Therefore,

Qing Yuan felt this was not a dream.

And if it wasn’t a dream at this moment...

Everything seemed to remind him: this place appeared to no longer be the real world, or at least it was no longer the reality he knew.

Perhaps...

had he crossed over?

Had he fallen asleep and arrived here?

Qing Yuan felt somewhat confused and helpless for a while.

Whether it was the Taoism education he received from childhood or the modernized socialist education, none taught him what to do in this situation.

Just this morning, he had jokingly said, "Where is the law?"

Was that meant to give him a taste of this now?

With this thought, Qing Yuan couldn’t help but laugh at himself wryly.

If all this was just to let him have a look, it truly wasn’t necessary.

Playing with a palm thunder fist for him to see would also suffice.

Suddenly having him travel through time left him a bit overwhelmed.

After a long silence,

Qing Yuan surveyed the complex mountains around him, beginning to ponder what to do next.

Looking at the varied buildings in the distance,

he thought perhaps he could go there and take a look?

Buildings meant intelligent beings.

Although arriving in another world for the first time, he didn’t know how the beings here would treat him; would they slaughter him on sight?

But intelligence, at the very least, meant the possibility of communication.

If he encountered wild animals in the wilderness,

that would really mean no chance to rationalize, only to await death.

And from what he observed,

the complex mountainous surroundings were bound to have wild animals.

The longer he stayed outside, the greater the danger.

Thinking this, he was just about to set off,

when suddenly!

A russet celestial body, as large as the Sun and the Moon, appeared in the sky.

It trembled slightly.

Only then did Qing Yuan notice it.

As he gazed intently at it, he immediately felt a tremendous oppressive force.