The so-called pure land was now just a land of death. Birds could not be seen, insects could not be seen, and plants could not be found. The entire ruins were filled with a deathly aura.
In the past, there were still people who came here to pay their respects, to reminisce about the past, and to search for opportunities. But after a long period of time, people from all walks of life came back empty-handed.
"How lamentable, how pitiful."
Chu Feng sighed. He sat on a weathered rock and surveyed the ancient land from a distance. He could see that this area had once condensed heavenly flowers and earthly treasures. It had absorbed the ancestral qi of the earth veins and lived in seclusion. Every inch of soil had once flowed with great dao fragments, and the essence energy had even more evaporated over the years. It lingered around this place and was truly an immortal abode of heaven.
But it was destroyed just like that. Humans killed until rivers of blood flowed and corpses piled up like mountains. There were no longer any signs of life within a million miles. All living things were dead.
It was really hard to imagine how powerful Dameng Pure Land's main enemy was. After all, this place was one of the top ten evolutionary sects in the Yang Realm back then!
"Things remain the same, but people have changed. The blue sea has turned into mulberry fields!" The Nine Nether sighed with incomparable disappointment and frustration.
Thinking back to the past, Dameng Pure Land's name shook the Yang Realm. Even in prehistoric times, it was respected by the world. At that time, it wasn't called Dameng Pure Land, but Ancient Dream Path.
"How did they get destroyed? They developed rapidly and wanted to seize another race's ultimate breathing technique, but they were destroyed instead? That's not quite possible. It doesn't fit with the style of this sect. Treasuring a jade ring becomes a crime. Did they have a secret manual for brewing True Dragon Elixir that attracted covetous eyes? This reason is also very far-fetched. "
The Nine Nether shook its head. It had personally experienced that era and had some understanding of this powerful evolutionary sect. It didn't agree with the theories that were spread in later generations.
Chu Feng was very quiet as he looked at this wasteland. Not even the so-called broken walls and rubble were left behind. Everything had been emptied.
Back then, Ancient Dream Path was too powerful and looked down on the Yang Realm. After it was unexpectedly destroyed, all parties flocked over in order to find the sect's scriptures and ancient techniques. They didn't even let go of a single tile.
Everyone's hearts were filled with hope. What if the rubble was like a ring that could hold a mountain? There were also some who suspected that the clan's scriptures were engraved within the mountain stone artifacts.
Therefore, not to mention the jade palaces, copper palaces, and gold pavilions, even the majestic mountains were uprooted and placed in the territory of the various powerful clans.
Chu Feng sat there and looked at the wasteland. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of those people in the Small Underworld.
There was also a Dameng Pure Land there, but it had been completely wiped out by someone. Not even the fowls and dogs were spared. Apart from a few people who escaped to a small planet, all the disciples and followers were either dead or wounded.
Even Qin Luoyin died in that battle. She was ambushed and corroded by the golden substance. In the end, she perished, leaving behind only sorrow and regret.
Chu Feng was quiet and lost in thought. He looked at the wasteland and thought about the people and matters of the Little Underworld. For a long time, he was like a clay statue or a wooden sculpture.
Qin Luoyin died and the child she left behind, the Little Daoist, also reincarnated into the Yang Realm. Back then, he had once gone crazy and went to the foreign realm to cultivate like a demon, drawing the gray substance into his body.
In the end, Chu Feng succeeded. He killed some of the enemies and even forced his way through reincarnation to the Yang Realm. He wanted to take revenge for his parents, Qin Luoyin, the black yak, and the others.
His usual mischievous smile concealed the heaviness in his heart. The blood and tears of his old friends were still in front of him. It seemed as though they hadn't dried up yet and he couldn't forget them.
Finding Tai Wu, Hunyi, and the others to take revenge was one of his main objectives in coming to the Yang Realm.
At the same time, he also hoped to see those old friends who had passed away again one day.
"Those people are like withered flowers withering in the wind, drifting away without a place to return to. Will I ever see them again?"
Chu Feng put away his heaviness and stopped thinking about them. He revealed his Fiery Eyes and explored this place to get to the bottom of it.
What was the use of saying so much and showing sorrow? The road was still long and people still wanted to walk forward alive. It was better to leave everything for the future and put it into action.
Chu Feng didn't conceal it at all. Golden beams of light flew out from his eyes and illuminated the entire underground. He definitely wanted to explore the depths of the underground. He hoped that there were some things left behind by the people back then.
The stone coffin shook and the Nine Nether Spirit was stunned. If it didn't sense wrongly, this was … the Fiery Eyes?
This kind of ability couldn't be activated just because you were strong. You needed special opportunities to master it. It could be considered a kind of innate skill that couldn't be controlled in advance.
"Oh, there's really something here?!" Chu Feng was in a daze. Ever since he understood enough on the road and especially after coming here, he no longer held any hope.
Not even a tile was left behind. Even the mountain range had been moved away. What could be left of the barren land?
But now, Chu Feng sensed something unusual under the Dameng Pure Land's ruins.
"Let's go, Second Brother. Let's go down and take a look." Chu Feng removed the stone coffin from the donkey cart and submerged it into the soil layer. He went underground.
The donkey spirit stayed on the surface and was in charge of keeping watch.
This time, he went very deep. He didn't even know how many kilometers he had gone. The underground world was pitch-black, but he didn't encounter even a brick. There was nothing at all.
He pondered that even the soil here might have been snatched away by someone and that this place was filled up by sandstorms later on.
"That's not right. I clearly sensed something abnormal underground. Why haven't I discovered anything yet?" He was flabbergasted.
He continued to go down and opened his Fiery Eyes. In the end, he finally confirmed that there was a mass of black mist in the extreme depths of the underground. There was a pitch-black soil that was extremely cold.
When Chu Feng was still several kilometers away, he stopped. That kind of coldness seeped into his bones and almost froze him.
What was this place?
Moreover, he was certain that even without the Fiery Eyes, other evolvers would be able to sense it as long as they were willing to dive deep enough.
Moreover, how could those top-notch experts miss this place?
If there was a land of fortune, it wouldn't be left for a latecomer like him.
"Yin Manor!"
The Nine Nether God gave him the answer. He had revived in another Yin Manor and struggled out with great difficulty. He understood this kind of terrifying place the best.
"Go and investigate." Chu Feng urged him.
"I won't go even if you beat me to death!" The Nine Nether God refused flatly. What kind of joke was this? Yin Manor wasn't a place anyone could charge into. Even an entity like him who had awakened from there was afraid of it. It was clear how dangerous it was.
"You'll go if you can't beat me to death, right?" Chu Feng asked.
"What do you mean?"
Chu Feng said, "What I mean is that you originally came from Yin Manor. Help me investigate and see if this place has anything to do with Dameng Pure Land. Could it be that the destruction of Dameng Pure Land is related to Yin Manor? Additionally, there might be fortunes below. You should look for it properly and we brothers will do something big. Otherwise, if you refuse, I'll just use the teleportation domain to directly send you in. "
The Nine Nether God simply had a constipated expression and was full of hidden bitterness in the stone coffin. Then, he grinded his teeth. He was truly unhappy to be threatened by a child who said he would do something big.
However, ever since he became a "spirit carriage", he had no choice but to live under other people's eaves.
"I'll lend you a hand." Chu Feng suddenly threw the stone coffin into the depths of the ground.
Boom!
The earth quaked and the mountains swayed. The stone coffin was like a javelin as it drilled into the ground at lightning speed and approached Yin Manor in the blink of an eye.
The Nine Nether God naturally cried out. This little bastard's strength was too great. If he were to be thrown in, who knew how many years it would take for him to crawl out.
No one understood better than him just how terrifying Yin Manor was.
A large scarlet mist of blood rose from the stone coffin as its speed rapidly slowed down. In the end, it stopped outside a black mist. Not far away, malicious spirits howled. It was a sinister and terrifying scene.
"This is Yin Manor. It's no different from the one in the desolate border's gourd crater. It's a land of death." The Nine Nether God shouted after he finished his investigation.
In reality, Chu Feng was already hiding in the stone jar. He was worried that something might happen, so he came out after a while and went all the way down.
"Old Nine, you didn't even go in, so what right do you have to speak? Yin Manor appearing under Dameng Pure Land is definitely not normal. Go in and take a look."
The Nine Nether God immediately became anxious after hearing this. "Fuck your grandpa! Black-hearted brat, it's easy for you to say that. What kind of place is this? Can you just casually enter?!"
"I'm not asking you to go in. I'm just looking for the entrance to see if there are any messages left behind by the predecessors. What if this is a lucky chance?"
"Lucky chance my ass. Unless someone who can't be any more dead wants to come back, who would be willing to approach this place?"
The Nine Nether God shouted. Hearing the malicious spirits' howls and demons' roars, it was truly a bit scared. After staying in this kind of place for a while, it definitely wouldn't want to go back.
In the end, it still moved. It searched through the black mist and found the correct path. It was connected to a boundless Nine Nether Land. It was filled with a deathly aura and the earth was dripping with blood.
The most important thing was that the area outside of Yin Manor was very spacious. It was a cave that could accommodate many people.
"It's nothing. This old man already said that how could there be a lucky chance in this kind of place? This is a land of death, a land of decay. Even if a heavenly deity stayed here for a long time, his body and spirit would disappear …"
At this point, the Nine Nether God cried out as if a mortal had seen a ghost in broad daylight. It was incomparably mournful and fled for its life.
A ball of light blossomed there. It was too dazzling and incomparably divine. It was as if an immortal country had opened and the heavens had appeared, illuminating the entire space outside of Yin Manor.
"Only I know who was the first to wake up from this great dream."
A machine-like voice rang out from within Yin Manor. There was no emotion, nor were there any fluctuations of emotion. It was as if an ice-cold robot was indifferently speaking.
The Nine Nether God's stone coffin flipped over and flew out as if it had suffered an unimaginable injury. A large amount of bloody mist rose from the coffin as it cried out in alarm.
"Dream land, soul land, not enough soul flesh." That machine-like voice rang out again.
What was that? Chu Feng observed in secret and found it hard to believe. This was but Yin Manor, so how could there be such a divine light? No matter which record it was, it had never been mentioned before.
"Impossible, what kind of place is this?!" The Nine Nether God also cried out.
At this time, Chu Feng saw specks of light up on the stone coffin. It was as if they were eternal stars that illuminated the entire cosmos. Even though they were all tiny specks, they were too dazzling and glaring at this moment.
"Wait a moment, are you talking about soul flesh? It's actually that kind of thing?! "The Nine Nether God's mind trembled in disbelief.
"Soul flesh is required to activate." The machine-like voice resounded through the glaring light.
Chu Feng stared at the stone coffin. In a split second, he knew what the so-called soul flesh was, and great waves surged in his heart. The thing he had inadvertently collected was actually a type of ultimate material of fortune?!
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