Xiao Chen bade farewell reluctantly, he bid farewell to the Pure Land. The simple and peaceful three years were destined to leave an indelible impression in his memory.
At the southwest border, the mountain range stretched on for several tens of thousands of miles. Many ancient tribes of the Jungle Tribe and the Barbarian Tribe resided here. It was one of the most mysterious lands on the mainland.
The Pure Land was not at the most southwest, it was already very close to the Middle Earth. If Xiao Chen unfolded the Undying Divine Wings and flew at full speed, one day was more than enough to reach the Middle Earth.
However, he did not fly, he chose to advance on foot. He didn't know when he would be able to set foot on this land again. He was a sentimental person, he was more or less reluctant to leave.
Climbing the treacherous ancient plank road, walking through the mountain path opened by the ancestors of the ancient Barbarian Tribe, Xiao Chen seemed to be able to see the traces of the ancient times.
Walking on the Suiren Plain, the boundless plain was incomparably lush. Looking from afar, it was brimming with vitality. According to legend, the ancestor god once lived in seclusion here, making this land the most fertile place. No matter what kind of plants were planted here, they would grow exceptionally vigorously.
After passing through the God Burial Valley, Xiao Chen couldn't suppress his emotions as he looked at those collapsed mountains. Just how desperate was the battle here back then?
Ten days later, Xiao Chen walked out from the endless desolate mountain range and entered the Middle Earth.
The vast Middle Earth was boundless, this was the true center of the immortal's mainland. Since ancient times, it had given birth to countless outstanding people.
The Middle Earth had five overlords, they were Xia, Shang, Zhou, Van, and Rome. The five huge empires occupied eighty percent of the vast Middle Earth, their territory was vast and boundless. Taking the Da Xia Empire as an example, the border between the north and the south was fifty thousand miles. The border between the east and the west was forty thousand miles.
Any one of the overlords was already far larger than the mortal world, this made Xiao Chen incomparably shocked.
Xia, Shang, and Zhou were mostly made up of Eastern people, Rome was mainly made up of Western people, and Van was mostly made up of mixed-blood people. The majority of the population believed in Buddhism.
Other than the five overlords, there were also many vassal states. The size was as big as ten million square kilometers, and as small as one city. There were no less than a hundred small states, but they could only survive in the cracks between the five overlords.
And among the many vassal states, there were very few that could be completely independent. The most famous ones were the Qin, Han, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing Dynasties. Although these eight ancient countries couldn't be compared to Xia, Shang, Zhou, Fan, and Rome, they still had a territory of ten million square kilometers. Their territory was comparable to the Nine Prefectures of the mortal world.
Above. It was enough to show how vast Middle Earth was. However, this was just Middle Earth, it could not represent the entire immortal's mainland.
And. To the north of the Ancient God Desert in the north, to the west of the millions of copper mountains in the west, to the east of the waves of the vast East Sea in the east, and to the south of the millions of deserted islands in the south, no one could say for sure what kind of unknown world there was.
It was rumored that even Heavenly Gods would find it difficult to enter those unknown regions.
After entering the Central Plains, the mountains were no longer steep. It wasn't as barren as the Southern Wasteland and the southwestern border, although there were still many huge mountains and rivers in the Central Plains. However, most of them were beautiful and full of charm.
Huge mountains were shrouded in mist, as if celestial mountains had fallen to the mortal world. The great rivers surged and roared like jade dragons coiling around them. The plains were vast and boundless, full of vitality, as if the starry sky had fallen to earth.
Immortal Mountain, Divine Plain, Spirit Valley, Jade River. It was like a hazy sky map. The beautiful rivers and mountains were picturesque. It was magnificent and varied.
Xiao Chen walked into the southwestern part of Middle Earth. This was the territory of the Shang Dynasty. This hegemon was flourishing with power, the four sides were peaceful.
After walking through the desolate forest for many days, Xiao Chen suddenly saw a huge city towering in front of him. He felt a sense of familiarity, he finally entered the bustling human society again.
This was a big city at the southwestern border of the Shang Dynasty. The city was bustling with horses and carriages, shops stood in great numbers, the sound of hawking resounded incessantly, the stream of people flowed in an endless stream, it was very flourishing.
Xiao Chen walked straight to a restaurant, he chose a seat close to the window on the second floor and sat down. While eating, he listened to the people at the table discussing all kinds of strange news.
This restaurant is located in the most flourishing area of the city, there are a lot of customers coming and going from the north to the south, the information flow is the fastest … … In these past few years, many powerful practitioners had obtained treasures from there. "
Someone said discontentedly, "Is there a need for you to say that, everyone in the immortal's mainland knows! However, the innermost palace is basically unbreakable, it has been noisy for more than three years, it is very difficult to obtain anything. I even went there myself, but I can't even fly up there, I only went there to take a look. "
The middle-aged Daoist smiled, his waxen complexion, lifeless eyes, he had a weak expression on his face and said, "Nowadays, I heard Kong Xuan, Skyreach, and the other legendary existences are all rushing over there, they are preparing to break the last layer of restriction."
"What?!"
A cry of surprise immediately transmitted from the top of the restaurant.
The weak middle-aged Daoist smiled without saying anything, he started to eat and drink by himself. "The big shots are finally making their appearance, this won't do, I have to go and take a look no matter what."
"We must go."
Everyone was really excited, they all wanted to see what kind of treasure would be born after the legendary palace was broken. After all, it had been three years, the sky of Terra Empire had been blossoming with countless auspicious lights day and night, it attracted a lot of people's attention.
"Oh, that's right, Daoist, did Skyreach Supreme figure out the origin of this palace? Otherwise, why would he make a move?"
The weak Daoist smiled and said, "Of course, that is the palace refined by the ancestor god Youchaoshi."
"The palace left behind by the ancestor god?"
Everyone was shocked, then many people directly threw down their bowls and chopsticks and immediately set off.
Only the weak Daoist and Xiao Chen were left in the huge restaurant, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to set off. Since the big shots were going to make a move, even if there was a treasure, it would not be his turn to take it, so what was there to be anxious about? If he wanted to go and watch the excitement, he could just stroll over slowly.
The weak Daoist glanced at Xiao Chen, then he continued to eat and left in a hurry. After the meal, Xiao Chen wandered around the city and suddenly found the middle-aged Daoist again. He was working hard to promote the ancestor god Suirenshi's palace to some practitioners, then he led more than half of the practitioners in the city and set off.
Xiao Chen also followed him.
"How should I address the Daoist?"
"This humble Daoist is Shen Xibao."
"Why does it sound so awkward?"
Someone muttered in a low voice.
Someone even felt that it sounded familiar, "Why does it sound so familiar, I think I have heard of this name before."
Someone at the side said, "Did you forget, in the ancient times, there was a god of misfortune called Shen Gongpao. Because of him, countless disciples under the Primordial Lord and Skyreach Supreme died. His strength was not that great, but whoever ran into him would be unlucky."
"Daoist, your name is so strange, could it be related to Shen Gongpao?"
"That is my ancestor."
The weak Daoist replied with a smile.
"What? The descendant of the misfortune god? I @ #% ¥… … "
Immediately, half of the people turned around and ran back.
"Fellow daoist, please wait."
As soon as the words came out, the group of people who had just run a few dozen meters away immediately stopped and involuntarily retreated.
Many people were dumbfounded by such an evil thing. Immediately, they thought of the legendary misfortune god. How many ancient experts were killed by his "Fellow daoist, please wait"? For ordinary practitioners, it was even more terrifying than the Four Immortal Execution Swords of Sect Leader Tongtian!
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