Learning from the previous example, everyone quickly retreated far away from the lake, fearing that they would perish here.
After retreating for several hundred meters, the eight people looked back. The more they looked, the more frightened they became. The blood was like smoke, rising in spirals like strands of malicious spirits.
The lake was less than a hundred meters in circumference, but it was so red that it made people's hearts palpitate, so beautiful that it was suffocating. That pool of water seemed to be able to swallow the world.
"What kind of lake is this, why is it so frightening?!" One of them was trembling, not because he was timid, but because the atmosphere here was really not right. Facing the blood lake, it made people involuntarily tremble.
Far away from the "Fiery Dragon Grave" and "Dragon's Bloodbath", standing on higher ground, the others also saw the abnormality. Looking at the great rift valley and the blood lake, they immediately recognized their shapes.
"This is a f * cking dragon that's spitting blood! How can there be such a terrain? "A person cried out in fear, his body drenched in cold sweat.
It was really too similar, it could be said to be the work of the gods!
This kind of mountain and river terrain seemed to be meticulously carved out, it did not look like a natural product at all.
Several cultivators were drenched in cold sweat, seeing such a terrain, they were a little dazed, but more afraid.
Ye Fan looked at the sky, the sun was setting in the west, the sunset glow was sprinkling down. His expression suddenly changed, he shouted: "We still need to retreat!"
In the "Book of Origin of Heaven", it was recorded that the "Fiery Dragon Grave" and "Dragon's Bloodbath" were the most terrifying when day and night alternated.
Seeing Ye Fan like this, the others all changed their expressions and ran madly behind him.
After running for several li, the setting sun brushed past the horizon. When it was about to sink, a horrifying muffled sound rang out. The great crevice was shaking, and the blood lake's water was rising. It rushed out of the ground and surged into the air.
The eight lucky survivors had high and low levels of cultivation, the weakest one was at least one li behind, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.
The seven people looked back and saw him flying backwards, pulled by a mysterious force, directly falling into the blood lake, disappearing without even making a ripple.
The others were scared out of their wits, they did not dare to fly, they ran like the wind, chasing after Ye Fan and Old Sabre Honcho who were about to disappear into the horizon.
Ye Fan didn't stop until he was more than ten li away. The people behind him arrived one after another, all of them sweating profusely. It wasn't because they were tired, but because they were scared.
"If I can choose again, I will never come to this damned place. Even if you give me a Genesis Mountain, I will not be tempted," said a young cultivator with a sobbing tone.
The others also felt sorrowful in their hearts. All of their faces were snow white, and they seemed to be filled with regret.
"This Absolute Beginning Forbidden Area is too unusual. We're still very far from the Ancient Mine, but we've already encountered such a demonic land. If we had recklessly advanced just now, I'm afraid we would have all died there," one of them said with a trembling voice.
"That's an extremely ominous terrain — a true dragon coughing blood!" Old Sabre Honcho's face was solemn.
"Sir, have you heard of it?" Ye Fan was surprised, but his face was calm.
"I think little brother, you know more than me. If it weren't for your reminder, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many of us left." Old Sabre Honcho glanced at him.
"I'm just relying on my intuition to sense the danger. I don't understand it. Sir, please explain it to us in detail." Ye Fan asked.
"I'm not very clear either. I've only heard a few words." Old Sabre Honcho shook his head and said, "I don't know how long ago it was. I think it's at least seven or eight thousand years, or even ten thousand years."
In the past, someone had discovered such a terrain in the Northern Region. At that time, it was unknown how many people had died, and many of them were the big shots of that era.
In the end, a Yuan Taoist Master came into being and solved that kind of mountainous terrain. However, he paid a huge price and almost lost his life. In less than half a year, that Yuan Taoist Master had mysteriously disappeared.
"Why must they break through this kind of mountainous terrain? Could it be that there's something down there?" One of the cultivators was very sharp.
"Of course, otherwise, who would go and die?" Old Sabre Honcho stopped talking and didn't say anything else.
Ye Fan sighed in his heart. Both "Fire Dragon's Grave" and "Dragon's Bloodbath" contained the Source of God. There were at least two pieces, and they were just a dozen or so li away. Unfortunately, he had no way to get them.
This was the first time he clearly sensed the Source of God. If he had world-shaking battle prowess and completely comprehended the Book of Source of Heaven, perhaps he could come here and give it a try.
Right now, he could only concentrate. Being able to walk out of here alive would be the greatest success.
The sky was dark. The group of seven walked very slowly. Even though they weren't weak, they didn't dare to walk too fast. They all looked around and carefully observed the terrain for fear of accidentally entering a dangerous place.
This was because "Fire Dragon's Grave" and "Dragon's Bloodbath" were definitely not the only mountainous terrain. There were definitely other demonic lands.
"Old Sabre Honcho, are you sure this is the path to the outside of the restricted area? Why do I feel like we're walking towards an ancient mine?" a cultivator said while trembling with fear.
The setting sun had already disappeared. The sky was dark, without the moon or stars. A faint mist rose from the boundless crimson land, making it difficult for people to distinguish their direction.
Old Sabre Honcho also frowned. The more he walked, the more he lost his sense of direction. This was like a maze. Everywhere was quiet, and the atmosphere was a little strange.
Red sand and stones covered the ground. When one lightly stepped on them, ka ka sounds would be released. Under this quiet and spacious night sky, the sound would travel extremely far.
The seven of them didn't dare act carelessly, all of their feet not touching the ground out of fear of startling something. It was because there were too many legends regarding Origin Ancient Mine.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, they completely lost their sense of direction, as if they entered a maze.
The sky became darker and darker. Mist curled about. At first, it was like a thin veil fluttering about, but in the end, it became thicker and thicker, to the point where one couldn't even see their own fingers in front of them.
"I say … we can't go anymore." A cultivator stopped his footsteps. His heart was pounding as he said, "I just feel like the direction isn't right."
"I also have this feeling. This doesn't seem to be the way out." Another person chimed in, his eyes revealing fear as he said, "If we walk towards Origin Ancient Mine, then we really won't be able to call for help even if we cry for help."
Everyone's minds were heavy. They lost their way, unable to find their way back. This Absolute Beginning Restricted Area was equivalent to losing half their lives.
Old Sabre Honcho remained silent for a long time. He sighed and said, "We have no choice but to go. Otherwise, I'm worried that some things might happen."
"We definitely can't go any further. Otherwise, we might really end up stepping into the ancient mine. At that time, we won't have a chance to regret it!"
"Let's just wait until tomorrow's sunrise."
"Stopping isn't appropriate, this place makes one go crazy!"
These individuals all had different viewpoints, starting to argue.
"Little brother, what do you think?" Someone asked Ye Fan. Old Sabre Honcho also looked over.
"Let me think about it a bit …" Ye Fan was worried, finding it difficult to calm down. He just felt like this region was strange.
When he raised his head, he couldn't see the stars or moon, everything dusky, as if a black cloth covered the sky. When he looked into the distance, he couldn't see the great earth, only mists rising and falling. It was as if they were stored in a box.
This was extremely similar to the ghost mist recorded in the 'Heavenly Origin Book'. Humans could stabilize mountains, rivers, and dragon veins, locking down divine source. On the other hand, evil source could also seal heaven and earth, trap people to death.
The rising ghost mist was a great omen. It was very likely that they had entered the demon land and would be sealed here.
If the source locked people, it was the most dangerous, a fatal trap!
Ye Fan cursed. After learning the 'Heavenly Origin Book', he still hadn't searched for the source to lock meridians, but he didn't want to be sealed instead.
Ghostly mist filled the air, and killing intent was hidden within. Once triggered, everyone would immediately turn into a pool of blood.
It could be said that the gates of hell were already open for them.
Now, he finally understood why there were only five Yuan Taoist Masters in the Northern Region since ancient times. The dangers they had to face were too terrifying, and this profession almost never had a good ending.
"Everyone, we're in big trouble. Who can go back the way we came?!"
Everyone's hearts were heavy. They were most afraid to hear this kind of news.
"This place is like a maze. We've long lost our sense of direction, how can we find our way back?"
"I did leave some marks, but unfortunately, when I turned around to sense them, I found that I'd lost contact with them." Old Sabre Honcho sighed.
Ye Fan felt a chill in his heart. Being trapped and killed by the evil source was very difficult to break out of. It was almost a dead end.
He didn't have the ability to lock meridians in this life, but he was going to be sealed. This really made him feel angry. He was probably the most unlucky disciple of the Yuan Taoist Master in history.
Ye Fan squatted down and drew on the ground as if calculating something. He said, "There's still a chance of survival. We haven't entered the central area, only the edge. There's only ghost mist and nothing else. Maybe we can get out."
"Little brother, what are you talking about? We still have a chance of survival?"
"Little Taoist Master, we're all depending on you. You have to think of a way."
Everyone gathered around.
Ye Fan looked at them seriously and said, "Think carefully. Everyone draw a map for me. According to your feelings, draw out the areas we've passed through."
The others felt the seriousness of the situation and didn't dare to delay. They squatted down and drew on the red sand.
Sure enough, as Ye Fan expected, everyone's map was very different. It was like they didn't walk together but came from different directions.
Ye Fan put the seven maps together and seriously pondered. Occasionally he would stand up and measure the area within a hundred zhang, walking from one position to another.
Only after an hour did he let out a long sigh. They still hadn't fallen into a dead end. He thought of a way to get out of this predicament.
However, when he stood up, he was stunned. Not far away sat seven figures. Including him, there should only be seven people. How come there was one more person?
"Who … is that?!"
Hearing him shout in such a low voice, everyone was shocked. Five figures stood up and quickly dodged, leaving that place.
"Swoosh!"
The sixth figure rushed up. It was as fast as a ghost. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the thick fog. Its trace was indistinct. Even its appearance couldn't be seen clearly.
Everyone's face was pale. Cold sweat flowed down. In a short moment, their clothes were all wet.
What was that? They couldn't see it clearly!
One of the people's teeth were chattering. His whole body was trembling as he said, "I vaguely saw it. It wasn't a human, it was covered in beast fur …"
When the others heard this, their scalps went numb. That thing with beast fur was sitting not far away from them, but it was completely unaware. This made everyone terrified.
"What … happened to him?!"
There was one person who hadn't stood up all along. He was sitting on the ground like a weathered stone statue.
Several people stepped forward and arrived in front of him. None of them didn't change their expressions. It was truly a tragic sight. This person's skull had been opened. The brain inside was like tofu pudding, white and sticky. Most of it had been swallowed, leaving only a small amount.
"Chi!"
Old Sabre Honcho pointed his finger. A seven-colored rainbow shot out, piercing into the thick fog.
There, a shadow quickly disappeared, rushing into the depths of the darkness.
Several people rushed over together and found a small puddle of brain with two strands of black beast fur.
It was obvious that the brain was dripping from the creature's mouth. It belonged to the dead person. Only the beast fur belonged to the unknown creature.
"Let's leave this place and ignore it." Ye Fan took a step forward. The most important thing right now was to leave this maze. There was a divine source buried underground. If they stayed here for too long, they might not be able to leave.
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