It was not because of his own death, nor was it because something strange had happened to Zhao Jing's corpse …
It was because the bottom of the cold lake was filled with corpses!
On the surface of the lake, there were all kinds of corpses. They had all died in different ways. Some had been cut apart, some had been burned to death, some had been struck to death by lightning, some had been decapitated, some had drowned to death, and some had had their hearts broken!
These corpses were displayed on the surface of the cold lake. There was only a thin layer of cold water between them and Mofan's feet. From afar, they looked like they had been frozen and floated on the surface of the lake without any pattern.
This was not the most terrifying thing. Mofan had seen many corpse mountains before.
In between these corpses, there were even more corpses. They were like specimens between the surface of the lake and the deep water. Although they were scattered, they all maintained a certain depth at the bottom of the lake.
Zhao Jing's corpse was at this depth. There were countless similar human corpses around him. They had died in all kinds of strange ways, but none of them were exactly the same.
There were thousands of ways to die!
It was as if a strange Godfiend was searching the world. He wanted to collect all the ways to die and then display them.
Corpses were not scary. Piles of corpses were not scary either. However, piles of corpses with different ways of dying were really terrifying. Even someone as courageous as Mofan almost fell to the ground.
How did this happen?
How many piles of corpses did it take to fill up the entire lake?
It was terrifying when he thought about it!
Deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths …
Mofan repeatedly calmed himself down. He finally understood why the Dark Meridian had circulated throughout his body the moment he stepped in. This Divine Wood Well was a Corpse Well.
The Red Devil had collected the eight soul lattices in the world. In order to become an Evil God and become a true Emperor, his true body wandered around the world.
And this lake full of corpses clearly came from the world. What kind of divine ability could gather all these people here?
It had to be known that the people inside were not ordinary creatures. Most of them were existences with high cultivation levels.
Mofan did not dare to look down, but the cold lake had an irresistible power.
Mofan could not retract his gaze, nor could he look away.
Something was pressing down on his head, using some kind of torture device to open his eyes so that he could see clearly!
Mofan could only brace himself and watch. The feeling was no less than walking into a wax museum. The pervert who turned living people into wax figures was threatening him and excitedly telling him about these masterpieces. Mofan could not show any impatience. He could only feel fear and survival instinct as he admired the view without any pretentiousness.
In the depths of Zhao Jing's lake, there were corpses.
That place was already relatively deep, close to the bottom of the lake.
It could be seen that the lake layer was not as dense as the surface layer and the middle layer, but there were still some lying flat.
Suddenly, a familiar figure entered Mo Fan's sight. Mo Fan, who was initially terrified of the lake, had the urge to tear the water apart and dig the person out!
.........
Mo Fan could not help but yell out. He could not tear the water apart. He was only hoping that the icy corpse under the water would respond.
Silence.
The Shenmu Well fell silent. The voice echoed in the water.
It was Zhan Kong!
Zhan Kong was inside.
There was a snow-white hand beside him. It was blocked by the corpses higher up, but Mofan could easily guess who it was.
Qin Yu 'er!
Zhan Kong and Qin Yu 'er.
They were close to the bottom of the lake!
Mofan clearly remembered that Zhan Kong and Qin Yu 'er had left the world together in the Sacred City. Apart from Zhan Kong's soul, which was absorbed by Little Loach, there was nothing left. They had truly turned into ashes.
And yet, they were here now.
When they left, they were very peaceful and very determined. The other corpses were more or less filled with unwillingness, anger, fear, shock, and confusion. However, they were much more peaceful than the other corpses, as if they were willing to stay here ….
Mofan's heart was in turmoil.
He had no idea what this place represented.
Could it be that this was the Graveyard of Gods and Devils, and that there was a certain God or Devil who had been peeping at the world's vicissitudes and the rise and fall of races from the dome that no other race could see? Then, he would record some representative dead people into this Divine Tree Well?
If that was the case, he had seen himself not long ago.
He had also been soaked and cold.
Did that mean that one day, he would be turned into a specimen by the deity and sunk to the bottom of the lake?
Mofan tried his best to recall his past self. Was he older than he was, or was he still as young as he was now?
However, the scene in Mofan's mind was getting blurry, like a scene in a dream. It would gradually disappear from his consciousness. No matter how hard he tried, it would be erased bit by bit.
"Creak, creak, creak ~"
Mofan looked to his side cautiously when he heard some noises coming from the woods.
He did not want to sink into the lake now.
The Demon Trees began to shrink. The branches that reached into the sky began to grow in the opposite direction. The branches that were as thick as buildings began to degenerate. The thick roots on the ground dug back into the soil.
The cold lake gradually shrank. The Shenmu Well was growing rapidly at first, but it was now being cast with a Time Reversal Spell. Everything was returning to its original state.
Mofan stood on the surface of the cold lake. The corpses on the ground gradually turned blurry. Mofan stared at Zhan Kong. The man's painless expression made Mofan less eager to tear the lake apart.
Zhan Kong's eyes were open. He seemed to be staring at Mofan, too.
They did not have the chance to bid farewell in the Sacred City. Instead, they saw each other for the last time in the strange Shenmu Well. He was holding a snow-white hand, as if it was his only wish in life. He did not care if the world was good or evil, nor did he care if there were any deities or demons in the world. He did not have to sink to the bottom of the lake. It was not comfortable to be there, and he did not have to stay on the surface.
…
The Shenmu Well disappeared. It was unclear if it was because of Zhao Jing's death, or Mofan's time was not up yet, but the Shenmu Well was not gone for the time being.
Either way, everything was back to normal.
Mofan returned to Fanxue Mountain. He was a little worried, but he was not as scared as before. Everything that happened in the Shenmu Well was like a nightmare. It would slowly fade away in his mind when he woke up. He believed everything in the dream, but when he woke up, he would think the dream was ridiculous.
Even if it was real, and there were thousands of deaths in the Shenmu Well, not every one of them was in pain.
Mofan recalled what he looked like.
It did not feel like he was in pain.
It was very complicated.
How should he put it? If a man overindulged in sex and died on top of a woman's belly, he would probably end up like him.
Mofan felt a lot better after having the thought. After all, he did have two wives.
He was still young and strong. He wanted to sleep with two women, but it would be hard to say in a few years …
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Chapter 2074: Shenmu Well
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