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Chapter 1852

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With the optimal star path calculated by Bai Yuantang, Bai Xiaowen's subsequent journey became much simpler.

Every time he arrived at a planet, he no longer needed to explore the environment and collect information about the planet. He also no longer needed to calculate his next path. He only needed to find the corresponding planet's teleportation door and activate it with a Deification Core.

Once he ran out of Deification Cores, he would find a group of native monsters to kill.

It had to be said that it was really comfortable to have someone on top.

Just like that, Bai Xiaowen arrived at the "key planet" marked in his father's star path after a week.

"Death Omen Star …"

Bai Xiaowen now had a certain amount of experience with God's writing. After seeing the boundary marker of this planet, he quickly recognized the name of this planet.

This name was not very auspicious.

However, it was very compatible with the environment of this planet.

The sky of Death Omen Star was dark. Streaks of extremely cold Nether Qi vortices flowed freely in the sky. These Nether Qi vortices would continuously devour the life form's energy and physical strength once they came into contact with it. After their physical strength was depleted, they would begin to devour the life form's vitality until the life form turned into a pile of bones.

Flying under such a sky was very dangerous.

Moreover, Death Omen Star was filled with a strange suppressive restriction that seemed to only exist in the air. When walking on flat ground, one could not feel the existence of the restriction. However, once one flew into the air, one's spiritual power would be burned ten times or even a hundred times faster.

Compared to the no-fly zone of the Prophecy Temple, Death Omen Star's restriction was another type of "no-fly zone". The effect of the no-fly zone was not as strong as that of the Prophecy Temple, but its range far exceeded that of the Prophecy Temple. The Prophecy Temple only had a no-fly zone in the plaza and statue area. However, the entire surface of Death Omen Star had this kind of restriction suppression.

As for walking, it was also dangerous. The ground of Death Omen Star had crisscrossing cracks and veins that looked like wounds on the ground.

From these cracks and veins, streaks of pale white Nether Fire would intermittently erupt.

The threat of Nether Fire to life forms was not much lower than Nether Qi. Once one came into contact with it and did not get rid of it in time, it was also something that could take one's life.

Bai Xiaowen looked into the distance. On the distant horizon, he could see a large river. The river water was dark and gloomy. It flowed rapidly, but there was no sound of water.

This was a Nether River that was boundless. On the surface of the river, there was no one within a thousand miles.

Bai Xiaowen walked to the bank of the Nether River.

He found a person.

To be more precise, it was a human subspecies. Its entire body was covered in white fur and it had a muscular build. It looked like a white-furred gorilla.

The white-haired gorilla and Bai Xiaowen looked at each other. There was a hint of wariness in their eyes.

Bai Xiaowen knew that this white-haired gorilla was able to appear on the Death Omen Star because he had received a star path from a god. This meant that he was an existence that a god had placed high hopes on. He was an elite expert among the chosen ones.

"Hello, my name is Snowman." The white-furred gorilla took the initiative to speak.

"Hello, may I ask … which god's chosen one are you?" Bai Xiaowen asked.

Snowman, the white-haired gorilla, shook his head and said, "In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, it's better for us not to reveal each other's backgrounds."

"That's true." Bai Xiaowen nodded slightly and pointed at himself. "You can call me Dior. Snowman, why don't you cross the river? "

Snowman said, "I'm waiting for a ferry."

Bai Xiaowen felt a trace of surprise in his heart.

How could an evolved person be stopped by a river?

It should be known that in the world of the awakened ones, the top masters in the martial arts world had the ability to cross a river on a reed and swim on duckweed, not to mention evolved people who could fly.

Although they couldn't fly under the restrictive environment here, they could effortlessly walk on the waves with the help of the buoyancy of the river water.

Unless …

Bai Xiaowen cut a piece of cloth from his sleeve and threw it into the Styx River.

The cloth fell on the Styx River and sank rapidly as if it was filled with lead.

The weak water of the Styx River didn't have any buoyancy to borrow.

If an evolved person wanted to cross the river, they could only fly. According to the restrictive law that the longer they floated in the air, the faster their Spiritual Power would be consumed. Moreover, the Styx River was so wide that he couldn't see the end of it. Bai Xiaowen really couldn't guarantee that his Spiritual Power reserves would be enough to cross the Styx River.

However, what surprised Bai Xiaowen even more was that there really was a ferry.

In the thin mist on the river, a wooden raft slowly sailed over. A black figure stood on the raft, holding a long pole in his hand.

The crisp sound of a bell rang out on the wooden raft.

"The boat is here. Restrain your Spiritual Power fluctuations and Spiritual Sense, and follow behind the team. "The snowman said.

At the same time, the snowman restrained his Spiritual Power fluctuations to an almost imperceptible level.

With Bai Xiaowen's current Spiritual Sense, it was difficult to sense the snowman's existence at such a close distance. Unless he fully activated the Heart Nurturing Technique and combined it with Antaher's Psychic Force secret technique, he would only be able to find clues.

"Team? What team?" Bai Xiaowen secretly transmitted his Spiritual Sense to express his question. He looked around. There was only him and the snowman by the river.

The snowman didn't answer.

As the raft approached, the bell became clearer and louder. Bai Xiaowen suddenly felt a gust of Yin Qi surging from behind.

When he looked back, white, misty shadows surged out from the cracks in the ground.

The Yin Qi on these shadows was oppressive. They were obviously transformed from ghosts. Their movements were mechanical and stiff. As the bell rang, they automatically lined up in a row and slowly moved forward. None of the ghosts noticed Bai Xiaowen and the snowman, who had restrained their Spiritual Power.

Bai Xiaowen finally understood that this raft ferry was used to transport the undead.

As the raft approached, the face of the "boatman" could be clearly seen. That terrifying face could stop children from crying at night.

The boatman's face had no facial features. There were only three deep holes where his eyes and mouth should be. He looked like a strange guest dressed in ghost costume on Halloween.

The ghost line slowly boarded the boat. The snowman followed directly at the end of the line.

Bai Xiaowen followed and stood behind the snowman.

It was reasonable to say that this position would make the snowman very uncomfortable. After all, no one liked strangers standing behind them, a position where they could sneak up on them at any time. However, the snowman didn't say anything. Perhaps he was bold because he was skilled.

Bai Xiaowen transmitted his Spiritual Sense. "Thank you." He felt that the snowman was quite good.

The snowman said, "I just don't want you to alarm the Death Omen Star Guardian and disturb my boat ride. If you miss this opportunity, you'll have to wait another seven days for the next boat. "

Seeing the snowman's cold attitude, Bai Xiaowen didn't say anything more.

The two of them followed at the end of the line and stepped onto the raft.

Although the two of them were holding their Spiritual Power and only borrowed a little strength from the raft, they still had some weight compared to the ghosts. The moment they stepped on the raft, the raft trembled imperceptibly.

The boatman looked back, but like the group of ghosts, he didn't notice the two of them who had restrained their Spiritual Power.

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