As soon as Zhang Yu released his Heart Lake, all sorts of unreal feelings quickly emerged in his heart. At the same time, he saw many illusions before his eyes.
These were illusions caused by the contact between his spirituality and the turbid tide. However, these illusions did not occur at will. They did not appear according to his will, but were traces left behind in the past.
And now, his Heart Lake had become incomparably clear. All of his distracting thoughts were restrained. It simply reflected the traces and changes in the outside world. What he could discover was the things that originally existed in this place.
He saw countless aboriginals worshipping in front of him, accompanied by all sorts of sounds of worship. There were also all sorts of strange cries and noises. After a while, his eyes were filled with blood. This blood seemed to be light. Then, the scene changed. The sky was filled with golden light. After a while, it changed to a grand celebration. Countless people were singing and dancing, dragging living people onto the altar...
Scenes that he could understand and could not understand briefly floated before his eyes. These things had a strong feeling of being torn and broken. It was as if they had been crushed and then forcefully mixed together.
However, these scenes proved that the place he was standing on was very close to the entrance of the Resting Land of the Gods. Therefore, he was not moved at all. He only focused on finding what he wanted to find.
Suddenly, there was a strange movement in his Heart Lake. It was as if he had sensed the location of an empty space. He immediately let go of the Xia Sword in his hand and ordered it to fly towards that place. However, the sword light flashed and seemed to pass through a layer of illusory mist.
The Xia Sword circled around and returned to his hand.
He pondered for a moment. That place just now should not be an illusion. It was indeed a place similar to an entrance. However, the Xia Sword and his mind were connected. If the sword could pass through, he could pass through. If the sword could not pass through, he could not pass through.
Moreover, the entrance had disappeared in a flash. Now, he could not feel it.
However, this discovery undoubtedly proved that his method was feasible.
Therefore, he calmed his mind and continued to search for traces left behind by the previous person.
After trying for a long time, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura. With a thought, Xia Jian suddenly flashed like lightning. In that instant, the sword body seemed to have gone to a mysterious world. However, in the short span of a breath, it returned to reality. Even the aura had disappeared.
"That aura …"
He pondered for a moment and tried to adjust his breathing. It did not take long for that aura to surface in his heart lake again. Hence, he sent out his sword again. This time, the Xia Jian disappeared right before his eyes. He could sense that it had gone to another place.
Then, with a thought, he withdrew the sword.
Through the information brought back by the sword, his spirit was slightly lifted, and he knew that his train of thought was not wrong.
The Resting Land of the Gods was supposed to be tightly isolated from the outside world, as if there was a thick wall separating it from the outside world. However, in order to enter this place, the seniors of the Protectorate General had chiseled holes in the wall to break in. Due to the destruction of the Blood Sun Ancient Kingdom, there was no one to make up for these places, so they had always existed there.
And through these holes, he could enter the Resting Land of the Gods.
It was just that these holes all had obvious personal colors, or it could be said that different cultivation methods led to different spiritual powers.
For example, the mark he had just discovered should have been left behind by a senior cultivator.
He had been using the old breathing technique for a long time, so he was the first to discover such traces.
If he wanted to enter from there, he would need to adjust his breathing rhythm. Even if it did not match, it should at least be close.
It seemed that back then, those seniors had not worked together to break in. Instead, they had each relied on their own abilities to break in separately.
As for why they had done this, he guessed that perhaps it was to eliminate the interference of the Turbid Tide as much as possible.
And if that was the case, then when Xuanxiu or the Army of God had charged in, they should have left behind their own traces.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to give it a try.
The reason for this was that he suspected that because everyone had entered from different places, they might end up in different places after entering. And if he followed the traces left behind by one person, he might be able to get close to that person.
The main reason he had come here was to find the Divine Robe of the Army of God's Deputy Commandant that had been lost here. Although the aura of the Army of God was very special, it was possible to temporarily imitate it.
This was the same as interfering with the spiritual emotions of the owner of the secret scroll.
Thinking of this, he sat down cross-legged and silently sensed.
Now that he had the right direction, he was able to find the holes very quickly. After half a day, he had found a total of thirteen holes. Seven of them belonged to Xuanxiu, two belonged to the Army of God, and the remaining four were left behind by the old cultivators.
As far as he knew, there were seventeen people from Xuanxiu, including Xuanshou, who had gone to attack the Land of Gods. There were also the commanders and vice commanders of the Army of God, four military marquises, and thirty team leaders. There were also seven old cultivators, or Dissimilated People, which made a total of sixty people.
The existence of the holes should be related to the cultivation level of the people who passed through. Perhaps there were some that he couldn't find, but it was more likely that some people didn't succeed in reaching this place and died halfway.
There were two traces that belonged to the Army of God. They were most likely left behind by the Commandant and Vice Commandant at that time. These two were the strongest in the Army of God at that time.
There were only two, so the target was relatively small. It was also convenient for him to find.
He thought for a moment and chose one with a slightly weaker aura. So he tried to adjust his heart light. His aura suddenly changed, as if a god was standing there.
In his Heart Lake, an empty space quickly appeared.
He steadied his breath, took a step, and stepped into the hole that the predecessor of the Army of God had passed through.
His surroundings seemed to be filled with colorful brilliance, but it only lasted for a moment before it disappeared. When his vision was clear again, the scenery in front of him was completely different from before.
He took two steps and looked ahead. Under the blue sky and white clouds, there was a magnificent ancient city. A dazzling sun and a gentle moon were suspended above it. In the distance, there were countless green plants and blooming flowers on the plains surrounding the snow-capped mountains.
Compared to the dense forest just now, it was as if he had entered a different world.
This was Azizama, the legendary resting place of the gods and heroes of the Blood Sun Ancient Kingdom!
There were huge trapezoidal temples in the city. Some of the temples had golden symbols hovering above them.
He immediately distinguished that these symbols represented different gods in the Blood Sun Ancient Kingdom. They were also the symbols of their divinity. As long as these symbols existed, the original god would be resurrected through worship and sacrifice.
If the divinity symbol disappeared, then even if the god was resurrected, he would no longer be the original person. His power would be greatly reduced. At best, he would be a new god with the original name.
The divinity of the gods of the Blood Sun Ancient Kingdom was hidden here. That was why it was called the resting place of the gods.
However, it could be seen that although there were hundreds of trapezoidal temples, most of them did not have any divine symbols on them. Only six or seven of the larger temples still had some, but each of them looked incomplete. Some of them only had a little left, and it looked like they were slowly decreasing. It seemed like they would disappear soon.
Not only that, these temples looked magnificent from afar, but when one looked carefully, one could see that each of them was riddled with holes. They had all suffered serious damage. Almost none of them were intact.
The side of the temple that was closer to him seemed to have been smashed by something. There was a huge hole in the shape of five fingers, and half of the building had collapsed.
He tried to fly, and found that he could not fly here. Not only that, but his Heart Light was also severely suppressed here. It seemed like there was a force resisting him.
He looked at the flashing symbols on top of the temple. It should be these remnants of divinity that were affecting him. However, he also thought that if the people of the Blood Sun Ancient Kingdom were here, they might be able to gain some benefits.
He looked around again. There was no one in the God City. It seemed that he had reached here before the Army of God. What he needed to do now was to hurry up and find the divine robe.
At the same time, he also wanted to see if those Xuanfu seniors had left anything behind.
He prepared to follow the traces of destruction in front of him. It was very likely that these were left behind by the Army of God's deputy commandant. However, after taking two steps forward, he suddenly stopped, as if he felt something strange.
After thinking for a while, he raised his head and looked up. At the same time, his eyes bloomed with a trace of inspiration.
In an instant, the beautiful world changed. The blue sky was full of "cracks" and "scars". Not only that, but the entire resting place of the gods was full of such scars.
So that's how it is.
He understood that this place should not be treated as a normal world. It was originally protected by the power of divinity.
The gods and believers of the gods could use this power to obtain all the conveniences they could. And when the seniors of the Protectorate fought with the gods here, all kinds of external forces destroyed the original order and purity of this place. They tore apart this world, forming holes inside.
These scars were left behind during the battle. However, this was also the case. Perhaps the situation was better than he had imagined.
He thought for a moment and tried to take a step forward. He suddenly disappeared from where he was and when he reappeared, he was already in front of a temple in the distance.
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