Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

After staying half a day in this bizarre city, Wang Hui finally began to come around, and meanwhile, Zhu Bufan had refined some elixirs with herbs to strengthen Wang Hui's foundation and restore his Primordial Qi. As soon as Wang Hui awoke, Zhu Bufan hastened to feed him the medicine.

"Where is this?" Turning his head to survey the surroundings, Wang Hui frowned slightly and asked. He too had sensed an unusual aura about the place.

"This is a pharmacy within one of the cities on the Tenth Layer," said Zhu Bufan with a wry smile as he quickly briefed Wang Hui on the situation. Wang Hui's body shuddered after hearing Zhu Bufan's account—such bizarre and terrifying events were new to him.

"This place sounds too strange; let's leave. Staying here makes one feel so oppressed." Struggling to sit up, Wang Hui started circulating his Primordial Qi and after a quick cycle through his body, his spirits had greatly improved.

"Master Wang Hui, while you were unconscious, we fed you the Ice Lotus Immortal Fruit. We believe your hand will grow back soon." Seeing Wang Hui looking regretfully at his severed right arm, Zhu Bufan quickly spoke up, and upon hearing that he had ingested the Ice Lotus Immortal Fruit, Wang Hui was momentarily stunned.

"No wonder, I felt a change in the Primordial Qi within my body, and there's a tingling sensation where my arm was severed. So that's what happened." Wang Hui laughed, then turned to Zhu Bufan and said, "Thank you, young brother Zhu Bufan."

"Master Wang Hui," Zhu Bufan chuckled bitterly, looking at Wang Hui who was thanking him. "It's my fault your hand was bitten off. If I still cherished the Ice Lotus Immortal Fruit, I would hardly deserve to be human. Please don't say that; it hurts more than a slap to the face."

"Alright, alright, let's consider it even and speak no more of this matter," said Wang Hui quickly, observing Zhu Bufan's guilt and discomfort.

"By the way, Bai Ling, do you know how to leave the Demon Tower from the Tenth Layer?" After calming his mind, Zhu Bufan turned to ask Bai Ling. Upon hearing Zhu Bufan's question, Bai Ling pondered for a moment and replied, "I seem to have heard about it. In any case, the key is at the Heavenly Pillar. If we want to leave, we should probably start by going there to take a look."

Bai Ling's answer gave Zhu Bufan a headache, but as the Demon King hadn't genuinely informed everyone of the specific method to leave and Emperor Yan had grievously offended the Demon King back on the Ninth Layer, the Demon King didn't share the method of departure with anyone before leaving alone. Now, their only hope seemed to be Bai Ling, this little girl.

Once Wang Hui had mostly recovered his strength, the group left the pharmacy and swiftly exited the city. As soon as they left the city, the oppressive feeling began to fade. Nonetheless, a pervasive silence filled the air, continually enveloping everyone's hearts and impossible to dispel.

"What's that?" After covering some distance, the sharp-eyed Huo Ling noticed something in the distance on the plain that resembled a constructed sacrificial altar. With Huo Ling mentioning it, Zhu Bufan and Wang Hui also noticed the mysterious altar's existence. Although it was faintly visible, it deeply intrigued all three of them.

"Shall we take a look?" Finally, Zhu Bufan was the one to speak up, and after hearing his words, Huo Ling and Wang Hui both nodded in agreement. As for Emperor Yan and Bai Ling, the two girls had been bickering ever since they left the city, an occurrence the rest had grown accustomed to and simply ignored.

When the group arrived at the altar, they realized it was truly massive. The altar, in the shape of a regular octagon and as tall as a two-story building, was built in three levels. It covered an area of about two to three hundred square meters. At each of the eight points of the lowest level, a black triangular flag stood, bearing the ancient characters 'Neither Heaven, Nor Earth, Nor Man, Nor Demon, Nor Monster, Nor Spirit, Nor Soul, Nor God'—the eight 'Neithers.'

At the very top of the altar stood a large four-cornered flag with characters from the ancient language known as Primordial Script. The entire altar was cast from a dark red special material, seamless and integrated as if it were carved out of a single massive boulder.

Yet when the three stood before this strange altar, an invisible and supreme pressure slowly emanated from it. It wasn't an intentionally released malicious aura but rather a sort of inherent majestic pressure that seemed naturally exuded. It was odd for an inanimate sacrificial altar to emit such pressure, but indeed, that was what they all felt.

"Such a strong scent—blood, slaughter, death, and rage," said Bai Ling, also looking at the altar before her and stepping back slightly. The altar gave her a sense of an endless collection of malice. Even the little fox didn't want to give the altar another glance.

"I can't believe there is such a thing on the tenth layer. That lying fox's words... they somehow make sense now. Damn it! This Tower is indeed abnormal!" Looking at the altar before him, Emperor Yan's body also trembled slightly, obviously overwhelmed by the spiritual pressure it imposed. His normally bright eyes narrowed into slits as Emperor Yan thought to himself.

"Stop! Don't get any closer!!" Just at that moment, Emperor Yan suddenly saw Zhu Bufan about to step onto the altar and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "This thing is not that simple, we can't get any closer!"

"Why? Isn't it just an altar?" Seeing Emperor Yan's anxious look, Zhu Bufan stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and asked in confusion.

"You're wrong, this thing is actually a Magic Artifact, someone's Magic Artifact!" Shaking his head, Emperor Yan then revealed the shocking truth, "This may look like an ordinary altar, but in fact, it is a bona fide Magic Artifact. Although I don't know where its master is, it's still better not to get close! I can feel it, this thing is not so simple."

"You're not wrong, the resentment and Killing Intent of this Magic Artifact are so strong that I almost lost my sense of smell. We can't touch this thing!" As soon as Emperor Yan finished speaking, Bai Ling also immediately spoke up to prevent them, and these two mischievous girls unanimously expressed the extreme danger of the object before them, naturally, Zhu Bufan and the others couldn't possibly touch it anymore.

"However, it's still shocking that such a huge thing is actually a Magic Artifact." Looking at the size of the altar, Zhu Bufan still couldn't help but feel amazed. After hearing Zhu Bufan's words, Emperor Yan let out a cold laugh and then said, "Exaggerated? Some people's Magic Artifacts, when unfolded, are even as big as a small mountain. This Ba Fei Altar is already considered quite normal!"

Emperor Yan's words made Zhu Bufan smile wryly again. The more he encountered things that transcended his own cultivation realm, the more incredulous Zhu Bufan found them to be. At the same time, he felt how insignificant his cultivation truly was, and Zhu Bufan began to understand why Emperor Yan often didn't want to tell him too much about things that were far beyond his realm of power, because once known, people with unsteady minds could easily be seduced by these things.

Turning back again towards the direction of the Heavenly Pillar, Zhu Bufan still couldn't help but look back every few steps at the Ba Fei Altar standing on the plain, perplexed by the familiar yet soul-stirring pressure he felt, which for some reason gave Zhu Bufan a faint sense of familiarity, but after careful exploration, he found no memory of it, leaving him utterly confused.

"Idiot, I'm going to return to the sword first, the things we've seen here are a bit too strange, so I want to think carefully about what's going on. This lying fox is too annoying, so it's impossible to deal with here." Looking up at Zhu Bufan, Emperor Yan said.

"Alright, you go back and rest for a while." Zhu Bufan patted Emperor Yan's little head and said with a smile.

"By the way, idiot, since that lying fox knows the way to leave this place, you might as well make full use of the lying fox in the time to come, I allow it!" Having said that, Emperor Yan transformed into a beam of light and disappeared.

"Damn you, black Demon, who gave you the right to let others boss me around?!! Come back!! Do you think you're so great just because you've found a place to hide?" After hearing Emperor Yan's words, the little fox Bai Ling was hopping mad, obviously infuriated by Emperor Yan.

However, it was clear that Emperor Yan, who had returned within his broken forces, would not hear the little fox's rage-filled howling. Seeing that Emperor Yan had got himself a comfortable 'ride', while she had to walk, a wave of indignation surged within her, feeling one-upped by Emperor Yan.

"Hmph! I won't walk either!" After saying that, a blue light flashed, and Bai Ling transformed back into the form of a little fox and in two or three leaps had jumped onto Zhu Bufan's shoulders, then lay there like a luxurious silver fox fur scarf, and seeing Zhu Bufan so 'popular' even made Huo Ling start to feel intense jealousy.

The three continued to apply their movement techniques towards the direction of the Heavenly Pillar, and after some time, they finally approached the Heavenly Pillar on the tenth layer. And about a hundred meters away from the Heavenly Pillar, a skeleton dressed in tattered black robes sat with its back to them as if watching Zhu Bufan and company's arrival.

"This skeleton is—" Upon seeing the skeleton, Zhu Bufan and the others instinctively stopped in their tracks, for from this skeleton, they all felt an overflowing imposing pressure, just like the Ba Fei Altar before, a natural emanation from the skeleton itself. Upon closer inspection, Zhu Bufan noticed that the skeleton, white and translucent like jade, was emitting a faint luminescence, and was marked with numerous fractures and breaks.

"Could this be another Magic Artifact?"