Lu Xiaotian prided himself on having a stable state of mind and a powerful Primordial Spirit. However, after approaching this area, he could not help but feel a faint sadness lingering in his heart. No matter how hard he tried to control this emotion, it did not have much effect.
In other parts of the Tiansang Forest, ancient trees towered into the sky and were colorful. Only the Tiansang Spirits in front of him were all withered. The ground was covered with fallen leaves. At a glance, it looked like a world of withering vitality. The withered yellow leaves danced in the wind, and jackdaws perched on the withered branches.
The silk hanging on these withered branches had also lost its original toughness and fluttered weakly in the wind. The almost withered corpses of demon silkworms were attached to the tree trunks or fell among the messy leaves.
It was as if the bleak autumn wind had blown into his mind and made a whistling sound. Lu Xiaotian felt an inexplicable shock in his heart. However, at the same time as the deathly stillness in front of his eyes, there was also a faint trace of life that could not be extinguished intermittently.
"Tears of the Mulberry Spirits?" Lu Xiaotian suddenly came to a realization. After hesitating for a while, Lu Xiaotian stepped into the withered Withered Mulberry Spirits.
Lu Xiaotian took a step forward and suddenly sensed that he seemed to have entered another world. The withered and dead Withered Mulberry Forest, which was originally withered and dead, started to move at a steady pace.
"It's actually a huge array. I can't see it from the outside." Lu Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat when he came to his senses. With his attainments in array formations, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation after entering the Immortal World.
Lu Xiaotian was not an arrogant person. Especially after entering the Tiansang Forest, there were many experts here. Lu Xiaotian now had to rely on the wolf riders to condense the totem power to contend with some of the Celestial Immortal experts. The entire Tiansang Wasteland was now surging with undercurrents. The number of experts who had barged in was unknown. Even though Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit could suppress those Celestial Immortals, in many cases, it was impossible to solve the problem by relying on the Soulless Spirit alone.
Lu Xiaotian immediately used his Primordial Spirit to tell the Primitive Sword Demon and the other old monsters in the Green Fruit Enchantment.
Black Dragon Long Yuan and a wisp of Ying Langtian's primordial spirit did not have a good solution. The two of them had spent most of their time in the Demon Realm and knew very little about the situation in the Tiansang Wasteland. Ying Lang also had the Heavenly Vision Realm, but it was too much to ask him to deduce the Dao of Formations with just a wisp of his Primordial Spirit.
The Primeval Sword Demon had not been able to provide much help either. Back then, the Primeval Sword Demon had stayed in the Tiansang Wasteland for a period of time and was somewhat familiar with the terrain there. However, he had also sensed an inexplicable threat in the Tiansang Wasteland, so he had not stayed there for too long.
Lu Xiaotian planned to hide in the Demon-Subduing Pagoda for a period of time. However, not long after he entered the Demon-Subduing Pagoda, Lu Xiaotian was forced out of the Demon-Subduing Pagoda.
Lu Xiaotian had a strange expression on his face. The sorrowful aura that gathered around him was so strong that it could affect one's mind. Even with the strength of Lu Xiaotian's primordial spirit, it was almost thrown into disorder by the intense sorrowful aura the moment he left the Demon-Subduing Pagoda.
The strong sorrowful aura was like thick mucus. Lu Xiaotian used the strength of the wolf riders to struggle free from the intense sorrowful aura with great effort.
There seemed to be no enemies during the entire process, but Lu Xiaotian, who had temporarily escaped, was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. Even though he was the master of the Demon-Subduing Pagoda, the sorrowful aura could not break through the space within the Demon-Subduing Pagoda. However, the Demon-Subduing Pagoda, which was a treasure that Lu Xiaotian had been cultivating with until now, was somewhat unable to withstand the gradually accumulating sorrowful aura.
When he first entered this desolate world, he only felt a faint sorrowful aura surrounding him, making it impossible for him to avoid it. However, he did not expect that there was no way for him to stop after entering this place. Once he stopped, the faint sorrowful aura came like a tide and gathered more and more. It did not seem to have any lethality. However, to Lu Xiaotian, it was far more terrifying than an ordinary Celestial Immortal.
Lu Xiaotian was almost certain that if he stayed in a certain place for too long, the sorrowful aura surrounding him would imprison him, making him unable to move.
"How strange. What a powerful formation!" Lu Xiaotian sucked in a deep breath. He had no choice but to start moving around. He began to retrace his steps. At this point, he had not gone too far into the formation, not even a hundred kilometers. However, Lu Xiaotian walked several thousand kilometers on his way back without seeing the end.
Clearly, this formation was constantly changing. It was easy to enter this formation, but difficult to leave. Perhaps it was no longer appropriate to call it a formation. At this moment, Lu Xiaotian felt as if this place was a world of its own. It was somewhat similar to the Heavenly Immortal's Grotto-Heaven Dao Realm, but it was far vaster than a Grotto-Heaven. Once he entered, it would be difficult to leave.
As Lu Xiaotian continued to move around, he sent out a strand of his Primordial Spirit to ask the Black Crystal Bug in the Demon-Subduing Pagoda what was going on.
"I don't know. When I came here before, the Tears of the Mulberry Spirit hadn't appeared, and no one stopped me." The Black Crystal Bug's tone was extremely innocent.
For a moment, Lu Xiaotian was speechless. He had purposely sent the Black Crystal Bug out of the Demon-Subduing Pagoda, but in the end, the Black Crystal Bug had almost gone berserk due to the aura of sorrow. Only then did Lu Xiaotian send it back into the Demon-Subduing Pagoda.
He had mistakenly believed the Black Crystal Bug's words, but he had overlooked the fact that things were different now. For a moment, Lu Xiaotian felt somewhat vexed, but there was no point in thinking about it any further.
Right now, he could only take one step at a time. Lu Xiaotian kept moving around to avoid being assimilated by the aura of sorrow and becoming one of the withered trees.
As he pondered over how to escape, Lu Xiaotian tried various divine abilities, including the Mahākāśyapa Formless Buddha Sect's supreme meditation technique. Perhaps it was because his cultivation was too low, but he still found it difficult to gain a foothold.
Later, he thought of sealing space, using the power of space to isolate the pervasive aura of sorrow. At first, he tried it, and it was indeed effective. However, as time passed, the sealed space became like an eggshell, while the aura of sorrow outside was like a sledgehammer. It seemed slow, but it was extremely powerful as it smashed into the sealed space's barrier. The seemingly sturdy barrier was smashed into smithereens.
Fortunately, the shattered space was not a bad thing for Lu Xiaotian. This level of spatial turbulence did not cause much harm to Lu Xiaotian.
In this desolate and strange place filled with the aura of sorrow, he constantly used his spatial seal to clash with the aura of sorrow. During this process of constant clashes, Lu Xiaotian found that he was becoming more and more adept at using his spatial seal.
The many wolf riders in the Demon-Subduing Pagoda, as well as Xiang Qingcheng, Mo Yuyan, and the others, were still constantly cultivating and improving.
Lu Xiaotian was not in too much of a hurry. Even if he couldn't get out of here, he would wander around while constantly honing his spatial seal divine ability. After less than a month, Lu Xiaotian began to feel that the aura of sorrow around him had become even thicker than before.
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