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Chapter 243

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People from Guifang would not die.

This eternal life was the blessing that Houtu, who had established the six paths of reincarnation, gave to her people, but it was also the curse of that ominous land.

They would be injured and bleed, but they would not die no matter what. Even if they were chopped into minced meat or burned to ashes, their bodies would gradually return to their original state. It was as if time was flowing backward.

Furthermore, as a part of the eternal curse, no new life would be born in the Guifang Land.

This was the cursed land 'Guifang', which was located in the gap of reincarnation and was independent of the world. No one would die, and no one would be born.

In the beginning, the people of Guifang were wild with joy for their eternal life, and were grateful to Goddess Houtu from the bottom of their hearts.

But as time passed, this eternity became the strongest poison.

Thousands of years were enough for the people of Guifang to understand all the corners of this land, and become proficient in all the spells passed down from their ancestors.

But other than that, they could not do anything else.

Being able to live without eating also meant that they did not have the ability to enjoy delicious food. The animals in Guifang were the same as the people there, having eternal life. This point completely eliminated the possibility of 'hunting' as a form of entertainment.

At the same time, no matter how interesting a game was, it would become boring after playing it a few million times.

Because of the narrowness of the world, and the imperfection of the world's laws, it was impossible to develop any decent scientific civilization on that small, barren land.

The people of Guifang seemed to be imprisoned in an eternal cage. They could only use their endless lives to experience the unbearable torture of 'boredom'. They were not even allowed to understand their long lives.

Many people could not stand this torture, and gradually went crazy. But that endless time could even wear away a person's madness. After everything calmed down, what was left was only the lifeless and heavy despair that made people unable to resist.

Until one day, an accident allowed a person of Guifang to escape from this cursed land.

Full of joy, he thought that he had finally escaped the curse. After playing in this new world, he could sleep underground like ordinary people.

But after several hundred years had passed, reality once again made him realize that the curse from the Ghostcraft Grounds had not disappeared. Instead, it followed him like a shadow. Even if he came to the outside world, he was still unable to get rid of it.

Fortunately, the outside world was not as closed off as the Guifang. Although the Great Wilderness World had already been destroyed, there were still many dusty ancient ruins and taboo knowledge left behind in different space-times.

After a long investigation, he finally confirmed that there was only one way to remove this curse — to pull the land of the Guifang back to this world from the gap of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and let it return to the cycle of reincarnation. Only in this way could the people of the Guifang be saved and the curse of Houtu be removed.

However, for this world, especially for the practitioners on Earth, this was not a good thing.

Even if the world of the Guifang was much smaller than the Great Wilderness World and its total area was not even as big as the moon, the collision of the two worlds would always cause a great impact. Moreover, this impact almost always appeared in the form of disasters.

In the past, even if he merely tried to connect with the land of the Guifang, it would cause a terrifying explosion that flattened half a mountain. Because of this, he even attracted the pursuit and interception of human spellcasters. In the end, he was captured and imprisoned in the world's most mysterious and sturdy cage, the "Runic Prison".

However, compared to the despairing land of the Guifang, this kind of prison created by humans by capturing space fragments was really child's play. It only took him a hundred years to seize the opportunity to kill a prison guard and successfully escape.

This era was very different from the past.

The outside world was full of things that he could not understand. It was similar to the feeling he had when he first escaped from the land of the Guifang and came to the outside world.

However, this time, he no longer had the mood to understand the outside world like before.

From the beginning to the end, there was only one thing he wanted to do, and that was to complete what he could not do in the past, which was to once again pull the land of the Guifang into this world, so that Houtu's curse on that land could be lifted.

A deep obsession occupied his body and mind, and made him start to use this as a goal to carry out high-speed and efficient actions.

After trying his best to escape from the range of activities of those prison guards, he began to build an altar that could help him pull the land of the Guifang into this world.

Thousands of years had made him one of the best spell masters in the world. The hundreds of years in the Runic Prison had also given him the time to summarize and organize these thoughts and carry out a complete plan. Therefore, even if it was something that ordinary practitioners could not do (ordinary practitioners could not discover and touch the land of the Guifang), he could prepare and complete it in just a short year.

There was only one problem left: he needed a treasure related to space and with great power, as a primer to open the entire space-time spell.

Back then, he had used a copy of Solomon's grimoire as a primer, but the effect was not very good. In the Tunguska explosion, the grimoire that was said to be 'unbreakable even by the Holy Sword blessed by the Church' was blown to ashes. This was also one of the main reasons why he failed to draw the land of the Guifang at that time.

By the way, another reason was that two days before casting the spell, when he was modifying the grimoire, he had accidentally summoned a demon god and consumed a lot of physical strength, causing the Tunguska explosion to directly blow him to the ground …

Unlike the era when he was sealed, the spiritual energy in this era seemed to be much thinner, and even those supernatural existences had become very rare.

Naturally, a space treasure that could be used as a primer had also become very rare.

He, who was once all-powerful in the circle of European aristocrats, even had to run to the antique street by the Er Li Bridge to pick up scraps in order to find useful treasures, and was f * cking cheated of a few hundred dollars …

Fortunately, not long after, he found an excellent treasure — it was the bronze sword that he had accidentally lost when he escaped from the Guifang.

It was just that the treasure was protected very tightly. Although it looked like a dilapidated apartment, he could not break into it even if he used all his skills.

The invisible wall outside was even more solid than the Runic Prison.

In the end, when he was at his wit's end, he accidentally found a young girl who could freely enter and leave it.

Thus, he had a flash of inspiration, and through the eighteen transformations passed down from the prehistoric era, he turned into a fly and quietly landed on the young girl's clothes, and only then did he successfully find his bronze sword.

This bronze sword had been nurtured by him in the land of the Guifang for thousands of years, and had long possessed great power, but this was not the main point. The main point was that this thing had passed through the gap of reincarnation with him, and had come to the outside world from the land of the Guifang. Naturally, it also possessed a certain degree of space power!

Without a doubt, this was the best medium to draw the land of the Guifang!

"Tonight, it's time to solve the eternal curse of the land of the Guifang …"

Sang Sherman, or rather, the resident from the Guifang who had long forgotten his name, looked at the setting sun that gradually sank into the horizon, and said in a low voice with surging emotions.

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