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Mo Fan left Ling Ling and Zhao Manyan at the Beijiang while he headed to the Ancient Capital on his own.
Mo Fan went to the Clock Tower Magic Association and found Old Han Ji. Han Ji was studying some ancient records. He was surprised to see Mo Fan.
Speaking of which, Mo Fan had not been to the Ancient Capital since the Great Calamity. The city was still being rebuilt, trying to regain its former prosperity. The people were strong, too. They did not choose to leave, but something was still missing. It would take a long time for them to forget about it …
"Did something happen?" asked Han Ji.
"You must have been calculating the location of the Dark Abyss, right?" asked Mo Fan.
Ever since Han Ji learned that the Dark Abyss was the entrance to the Ancient King's tomb, he had sent people to keep an eye on the Dark Abyss. There were some things that he did not want to happen again.
"Mmm, we've been calculating it," Han Ji nodded.
"Where is it now?" asked Mo Fan sternly.
"Give me a moment."
Han Ji left for a while and returned with a thick notebook. There was a scholar beside him, who seemed to be a Space Mage. He was explaining to Han Ji while Han Ji listened attentively.
"The next migration will take place at sunset tomorrow. It's here …" Han Ji pointed at the map.
Han Ji had always been in charge of calculating the coordinates of the Dark Abyss. At the same time, he would not let anyone know the pattern of the Dark Abyss' movement. However, it was a different story if Mo Fan was the one asking.
"I'm going," said Mo Fan.
"You're going? You're going to the Dark Abyss? Why are you going to the Dark Abyss? "Han Ji asked a few questions in a row.
"There's something I need to ask in person. I'll be going. Mmm, it's quite close to Ganxi City. There's a plane, so it shouldn't take long," said Mo Fan.
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Mofan did not stay in the Ancient Capital for too long. He headed straight to Ganxi City. The next time the Dark Abyss drifted, it would appear around two hundred kilometers away from this city.
On the second day, Mo Fan arrived at the desolate land. The Dark Abyss had arrived earlier than Mo Fan. The surging murderous aura was like the arrival of a demon king. No normal person would dare to take a step into the Dark Abyss.
There were no undead near the Dark Abyss, as the undead would not easily appear in the territory of the living. Mofan's tiny figure slowly disappeared into the entrance of the Furnace of Hell, as if he had entered a mysterious and terrifying world!
Mofan took a deep breath and stood at the edge of the Dark Abyss. He looked down and saw the same faces of the undead filled with hatred, violence, hunger, hatred, and greed. They were mixed together as the Dark Abyss spun slowly, like an ocean of endless pain.
Mofan had already jumped into the Dark Abyss once. He knew the Little Loach Pendant would protect him as he fell to the bottom, but he did not want to experience the overwhelming fear again.
He closed his eyes. The murderous aura did not weaken at all.
Mofan jumped into the Dark Abyss and was dragged into the sea of undead …
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After landing in the dark space, Mofan walked along the barren land. The sky above him was still filled with millions of undead. They formed a dark, wriggling cloud. The corpses fell to the ground like rain, smashing into the ground close to Mofan and turning into pools of moving flesh and blood.
Mofan continued forward, heading toward the Palace of the White Tomb. The tomb that had stood alone for thousands of years had not changed at all. It still gave Mofan a suffocating sense of coldness.
He went through the copper door. The evil eyes were still there!
He walked past the gallery. There was nothing stopping him. He passed through it easily.
The Eternal Lotus was no longer there. The doorless hall was no longer a hindrance to Mofan.
He passed through the Nine Bridges of Death and One Bridge of Life. He randomly picked a bridge to take. The bridge did not lead him to the Space of Death. It led Mofan to the Blood Altar, to the Blood Throne …
Mo Fan had never been to the Blood Altar before. It was his first time stepping into it. It was pitch-black, so bright that he could see his own reflection on it. He was surrounded by darkness, coldness, emptiness, and eternity, just like the universe …
The Blood Altar floated in the emptiness. It might be spinning slowly, but people standing on it would not notice it. It was impossible to tell what was up, what was down, and what was left or right.
On the blood-red throne, a black armor sat there. It was empty inside, but it maintained a sitting posture that made it difficult to distinguish between contemplation and slumber. It was like a statue, but it had an aura as majestic as Mount Tai!!
"Chief Military Instructor," Mofan said emotionally as he looked at the black armor.
"You're not my descendant." The deep voice carried Zhan Kong's original tone. The man's black robe was empty, yet a pair of eyes suddenly lit up.
"I might not be a native of Bo City, but I'm your student," Mofan said.
The Ancient King did not respond.
Mofan knew that the 'person' inside the black armor was not the cruel, great king. It also contained the memories and soul of the Chief Military Instructor, Zhan Kong, who had sworn to protect Bo City with his life.
He had gone to Tianshan Mountain and saved Qin Yu 'er. It was enough to prove that he was the Zhan Kong he knew.
Besides, Mofan had not stepped into the Space of Death on the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life. It also implied that he was being merciful to him.
"A town in the north was robbed by the undead. Everyone in the town died and turned into undead … was it your men who did it?" Mofan asked.
The 'person' before him was the emperor of the Kingdom of Undead. Perhaps even Han Ji did not expect Mofan to come to the Dark Abyss to ask him about it!
The death of a town was insignificant compared to many disasters, but in Mofan's eyes, it was more serious than any disaster …
If the undead of the Ancient Capital were responsible for it, it meant that the undead would no longer stay in the tombs. They would invade the land of the living once again. It also meant that the Ancient King would declare war on the world with his identity as the King of Underworld, dragging the living into the abyss of death!
It was something that Mofan did not want to see!
If the Ancient King answered, "Yes!"
Then Mofan would also declare war on the Ancient King. Even if the person he respected the most was still alive, Mofan would still fight the Undead Emperor to the end as a living person!
"No," the Ancient King answered.
Mofan's expressionless face finally showed a hint of his usual expression. He let out a relieved sigh.
He was actually quite scared. He was afraid that the Ancient King would answer yes, so he had no choice but to say the words. He would have to turn into a demon right here and now … as a matter of fact, Mofan was not confident at all. Even if he turned into a demon, he would still stand no chance against the Undead Emperor!
"She wants to see you, no matter what you look like," Mofan said.
Qin Yu 'er had returned to her life, but she was still waiting alone. Mu Ningxue had visited her frequently to talk to her, but it was obvious …
The Ancient King's face slowly appeared from the empty helmet. It was Zhan Kong's face, but his skin was gray, so transparent that the dense black veins on his face were visible.
However, his face soon disappeared from the empty helmet, leaving only a pair of eyes that were indifferent to everything.
Gradually, his eyes also disappeared. The only thing left on the blood-red throne was a black robe that remained in a sitting position. It was lifeless, but it was as majestic as a mountain!
"Chief Military Instructor …" Mofan called out again. His emotions were in a mess.
There was no reply. Mofan's voice echoed in the Blood Altar.
"Thank you for teaching me a lot." Mo Fan took a step back and saluted the black robe, just like how he saluted when he was training at the Snowy Peak Mountain. "I told Zhang Xiaohou that everyone has someone they can rely on as a pillar of support. As long as they are there, they won't panic even when they are in danger. Even if the sky falls, they can hold it up, and their heart won't crumble … Zhang Xiaohou said that the person in his heart was me. He asked me if I had someone like that in my heart, and I said no."
There was still no movement from inside the black robe. It was as if Mo Fan was talking to himself.
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