Xia Fan followed Xia Di's scent and entered this mysterious land. When he was a few kilometers away from the Styx, he realized that the boundary wall had strangely disappeared from his sight.
Xia Fan was stunned. He returned to the place where he had started and realized that the river was still there. However, the other side was no longer the dark God's Path and the Boundless Universe. Instead, it was a riverbank that was bathed in sunlight.
Xia Fan rubbed his eyes and sniffed with his nose. However, he could not find anything. It was as if the boundary wall had never existed. The dragonfly effortlessly reached the other side of the river. The toad's croaking could also be heard from the other side.
"What the f * ck!"
Xia Fan let out a low growl and continued on his way. No matter what, Xia Geng and the rest were at least safe on God's Path. With Tian Yi's power, no one would dare to do anything to them. However, Xia Di was different. The seven-year-old boy had been kidnapped by the enemy and his fate was unknown. Xia Fan was the only person who could possibly save him.
The journey was longer than Xia Fan had imagined. Even though his speed had already exceeded ten thousand meters per second, after two hours of running, Xia Fan still did not see Xia Di's shadow.
Along the way, Xia Fan slowly discovered many strange things. He stood on the peak of the mountain and could see very far. Until the distant mountains blocked his view, it was as if this land was not a sphere, but a flat surface.
"It's not on a planet. Hell is a flat surface?" Xia Fan was shocked and muttered in a low voice.
When Xia Fan rested in a swamp, he encountered a group of strange creatures. They had bodies like catfish, protruding eyes, and smooth skin. However, they walked on their feet and had webbed fingers. They held weapons that looked like javelins. They patrolled along the dark swamp like a group of fish monsters.
When the fish monsters saw Xia Fan, they immediately roared and claimed that Xia Fan had invaded their territory. They charged at him aggressively. After Xia Fan killed two fish monsters, the remaining fish monsters realized that they were no match for him. They jumped into the swamp and swam away quickly with their webbed feet.
"What the f * ck!"
Xia Fan mumbled again. He began to feel that this world was more bizarre than he had imagined. He was busy tracking Xia Di and did not have the time to investigate further. He let go of the school of fish monsters and continued on his way. After seeing the Dragon Clan and many other spiritual beasts, Xia Fan's mental fortitude was much stronger than the average person's. He felt that perhaps the fish monsters were also a variant of the spiritual beasts.
Not long after, Xia Fan passed through the Great Swamp District and saw a towering snowy mountain. At the top of the mountain, there was a mystical halo. It was like the halo of an angel, rotating gently.
Standing at the foot of the snowy mountain, Xia Fan couldn't help but think of Xia Di's paintings. The snowy mountain with the sacred halo, the clear contrast between black and white, and the great river that separated the Yin and Yang were all in Xia Di's paintings. The seven-year-old boy seemed to have some kind of prophetic ability. He had foreseen everything that was going to happen.
The vast meadow at the foot of the snowy mountain was a pasture. A herdsman riding on a date red horse was wearing a sheepskin vest and a sheepskin hat. When he saw Xia Fan, his eyes widened and he extended his right hand as if he was very surprised.
"Look, it's an outsider!" The herdsman shouted to his companion. At the same time, he reached under the stirrup, wanting to pull out an alloy bow and arrow. But by the time he grabbed the bow and arrow, Xia Fan had already disappeared. He sped up twice and arrived at the side of the snowy mountain facing the sun.
"The people here are really fierce. Even a commoner dares to shoot an arrow at me?" Xia Fan thought to himself. He realized that the battle suit he was wearing made him very eye-catching in the Lower Realm. Anyone could easily recognize that he was an outsider.
The meadow in the distance disappeared. In its place was a magnificent city built along the mountainside. It covered an area of tens of thousands of acres and could accommodate millions of people.
The huge city was built with white stones. Many armored soldiers stood on the high walls. They held weapons in their hands and patrolled back and forth.
At the highest point of the city was a white tower. At the top of the tower was a dazzling ball of light. It was like an energy shield, magically spreading out and covering the entire city.
Xia Fan recognized the light that protected the city. It was similar to the net of light that had captured Xia Geng a few hours ago. It was very powerful, and it was obvious that he would not be able to cross it. The only way into the city was through a drawbridge that connected to the city gate. There were also many people who looked like ancient soldiers guarding the bridge.
Xia Fan did not rush into the city. Instead, he sped up and entered the narrow and dirty slums outside the city. He hid in the shadows of broken wooden houses. The city was grand and luxurious, but the slums outside the city were filled with dirty water and a pungent smell.
The people living in the slums looked sickly and wore dirty linen clothes. Occasionally, the smell of cooking wafted from the wooden houses, but it was just potato and cabbage soup.
"Heyo, heyo, the earth at the foot of the snow mountain, heyo …"
In one of the dark wooden houses, a man was singing as he washed himself with cold water from the well. He had just returned from logging in the forest. His wife took out his washed clothes and cleaned boots and put them on the wooden bucket outside the bathroom. At the same time, she took his dirty clothes and washed them by the well.
Xia Fan took the man's clothes and boots from the gap of the wooden fence and quickly put them on. He put the battle suit and boots into his Infinite Space Ring. He dipped his hands in the muddy water on the ground and messed up his hair. He smeared two lines of mud on his face and rubbed his hands in the dirty water. Suddenly, he looked like he had been working for a long time.
Looking at his reflection in the puddles of water, Xia Fan felt that he looked like a local. He lowered his head and walked toward the big white city. He stole a black felt hat that someone hung in the yard with a white feather as a decoration.
Although he was worried about Xia Di, Xia Fan did not plan to kill his way into the city. He did not know much about the warriors in the lower world. Besides, he could smell Xia Di's scent in the city. Xia Fan knew that Xia Di was still alive and he was bathing with a kind of lavender soap.
He gently rubbed his nose. Activating his olfactory superpower for a long period of time was an extremely painful thing. The smell of a man's underarm, the garlic that the city guards ate for lunch, the naughty kids in the slums peeing at the corner of the wall like old stray dogs, a certain rich woman in the city using a golden toilet bowl when she needed to relieve herself …
All these messy smells entered Xia Fan's olfactory system. His brain worked furiously to distinguish the hundreds of millions of different smells and determine the direction of the smell.
Xia Fan lowered his head and walked on the suspension bridge. He blended into the crowd and followed Xia Geng's scent.
The guards were talking about the seductive woman in the tavern. They did not even look at her. They let Xia Fan pass through the thick city wall and into the road paved with countless white stone slabs.
Because it was a mountain city, the roads in the city were uneven, making it very difficult to travel. The carriages that were pulling the heavy goods had thick and strong limbs, easily pulling the carriages filled with corn kernels up the steep slopes, showing that they were more powerful than machines. Moreover, the horses that were pulling the carriages had silver eyes and a horn on their heads.
Xia Fan did not have time to observe the strange phenomena in the city. He followed Xia Geng's scent all the way up to the highest point of the city. It was an old castle.
The castle was also covered in a magical white light. To enter, one had to go through the only gate. There were hundreds of guards in two rows and they searched the castle closely. Xia Fan's only option was to barge in.
Hiding behind the low wall, Xia Fan sniffed hard. The smell of the castle wafted toward him. Xia Geng had finished bathing and changed into freshly washed clothes. He was eating a feast: roasted quail with pickled olives, tomato and meat noodles, applesauce, raisins, cream pudding for dessert, and blueberry and plum juice for drink.
"What is going on?"
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