Every corner of his body was being bitten, and even his soul was being torn apart.
Long Yang felt an indescribable torment. Compared to the physical pain, this kind of pain was on a completely different level.
Since he was a child, he had been ridiculed by all the experts of the Demonic Immortal Island. It could be said that he had suffered all kinds of grievances. However, he had endured all that humiliation. He had always thought that all the pain was just a form of training for him.
But was that really the case?
This time, he began to doubt his tolerance for danger and pain.
It was not that his willpower was not strong enough, but this kind of feeling was really unbearable for any conscious Immortal.
"Ah!"
"Ah! … "
He wanted to roar, but found that his throat did not make the slightest sound.
His eyes began to protrude little by little, and the tiny blood vessels spread to his eyeballs in an instant.
Blue veins began to bulge all over his body. In addition to the great pain of his soul being torn apart, he also had to endure the pain of his flesh being bitten.
The white Immortal Souls did not stop there. It was as if the person in front of them was the food they had always dreamed of. They were too hungry.
For many years, they had maintained this feeling of hunger in the state of Immortal Souls.
Whenever a living creature appeared, as long as they had a little bit of spiritual intelligence, they would not come one after another.
"Get out, get out!"
"All of you, get out of here!"
Long Yang, who was desperately struggling, did not even know whether he was the one making the sound.
His eyes were crimson, and the golden mark on his forehead started to dim at this moment.
Suddenly.
At that moment.
In the blink of an eye, a ray of golden light erupted from the dim golden pattern.
Ripples began to spread out in an instant.
It passed in a flash.
The overall situation did not seem to have changed because of such a golden light. Whether it was the number of Immortal Souls or the surrounding situation, there was no so-called change at all.
At this moment, Long Yang did not even have the slightest bit of hope.
He clearly knew how powerful his current strength and the so-called bloodline could be. However, no matter how powerful he was, it was still impossible for him to play any role in the face of this Immortal Soul that was like a swarm of locusts.
Am I really going to die here?
Indeed, Long Yang's heart was unwilling.
He believed that any immortal, even an ordinary human, would feel indignant when faced with such a situation and unable to do anything.
But the truth is so clear in front of you, even if you are extremely unwilling, what can you do?
"Wu wu wu."
Lin Feng moved slightly.
The Immortal Soul that was not howling seemed to be in a daze at this moment.
Then, in the still quiet Forest of Confusion, their eyes flashed with extreme fear.
It was as if it was a natural reverence for a superior. The fear caused the Immortal Souls to be unable to care about anything else in just a moment, and they all began to flee in all directions.
Long Yang had never seen or experienced such horrified eyes before.
Self-doubt. Alright, he didn't even have the interest in self-doubt anymore.
Looking at the situation that left him speechless, in addition to the various doubts he had, he seemed to have some judgment in his heart. However, he could not be sure if this judgment was correct or not.
He stood up and saw that his surroundings were still like a pool of stagnant water.
Long Yang sighed inwardly. The most important thing in cultivation was to be able to endure loneliness.
How many times did he spend his time alone? Even if there were endless disputes, and he was constantly in danger.
But most of the time, all immortals spent their time in boring and bitter cultivation.
Fighting against the heavens was not endlessly joyful. Only by calming down could one erupt with power that ordinary people could not reach.
In this aspect, it was truly unrelated to family and bloodline. All immortals had the same starting point.
"As long as I am in the Immortal Burial Forest, there must be a great opportunity. I wonder what kind of opportunity will befall me this time?" Long Yang muttered to himself as he walked deeper into the dense forest.
He was not a person without desires. In fact, he was sometimes more realistic than ordinary immortals.
Ever since he was young, apart from a few people who were genuinely nice to him, he was essentially an orphan without a father or mother.
Many worldly gazes and resentment fell on him. His personality began to become a bit selfish, or rather, egoist. This was very normal.
As he walked step by step, the situation of the Immortal Burial Forest began to appear.
Skeletons began to appear. Most of them were snake bones. Some were big, some were small.
The bones were surrounded by some seemingly insignificant celestial spiritual energy. These were the bones of immortals. Not only did they not decay for tens of thousands of years, but they also contained astonishing power.
It was not an illusion that they could still emit celestial spiritual energy after so many years.
However, the celestial spiritual energy here was also insignificant. Long Yang was too lazy to absorb it. This showed how useless these immortal bones were.
"With such a huge area, it seems like every step I take is a pile of bones. I wonder how tragic the battle back then was." Although Long Yang's life was lonely and bitter, he was still able to live a miserable life.
Although Long Yang's life was lonely, his knowledge was very limited.
The Demon Immortal Island was the center of the Endless Sea Region. Most of the cultivation knowledge and the situation of the Celestial Realm could be found there.
He knew very well what was going on in the Immortal Burial Forest. It was a ruin left behind by the Celestial Race.
Generally speaking, a battlefield that could guarantee that the immortal soul wouldn't completely dissipate would definitely contain a great fortune.
However, this place seemed to have been searched for a long time. After searching for a long time, Long Yang still didn't find anything too valuable.
"Could it be that my treasure hunting talent is trash?" He tried hard to sniff, but he still didn't smell any treasure.
After almost half a day, Long Yang had some thoughts of giving up in his heart.
The reason was very simple. This place was really very clean. He couldn't even find a grade 1 immortal artifact. Most of the things he found were only the remains of immortal artifacts.
Under such circumstances, it would be futile to search for him.
Since that was the case, the most important thing was to get out of the Demon Immortal Island.
One had to know that on the Demonic Immortal Island, many disciples from the various clans and experts looked down on him.
But at least he was safe. At least with his adoptive father around, not many people would dare to hurt him in public.
For a moment, Long Yang had the urge to return to normal.
"Yes!"
Suddenly!
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