Surrounded by this faint sense of despair, Xiao Chen didn't feel excited after collecting the spatial rings of these terrifying experts and seeing the huge amount of wealth and heavenly treasures.
Because if he couldn't get out, these things would be worthless!
"Sigh …" Xiao Chen's mood was very gloomy.
Because previously, he thought that perhaps if his cultivation was a bit stronger, his chances of survival would be higher. But now, seeing these terrifying experts who had surpassed the Immortal Prime Realm being buried here, it really made his heart bleak.
He didn't think that he would be able to cultivate to this realm in the no man's area.
Moreover, even if he did, he would still die here!
"I wonder how Qingyi, Qingwu, Wan 'er, Zhixuan and the others are doing now. Are they doing well …" Xiao Chen sat down on a stone. He missed his family very much!
"I can't die here!" Thinking of his family and children, Xiao Chen's eyes emitted an incomparably strong desire to survive.
The feeling of despair just now was instantly thrown to the back of his mind.
"No matter how long it takes, even if it's thousands of years, as long as I don't die, I must live!" At this moment, Xiao Chen discarded all the negative emotions from his mind!
Then, he continued to hurry on his journey.
That voice was the only voice he heard in the no man's area. No matter what, he must go and take a look. Maybe there would be a different ending.
"I have Little White, I don't need to worry about those terrifying insects here. With this advantage, I'm afraid I'm stronger than all of them. I can definitely persevere." Xiao Chen's eyes were firm.
Because along the way, he saw that there were more or less residual toxins on the corpses.
This meant that no matter how many dangers these people had suffered, what killed them was the venom of those insects.
Even those terrifying existences who had surpassed the Immortal Prime Realm were still the same.
But he had Little White, he didn't need to worry about those insects at all. This was Xiao Chen's greatest confidence. Even if he couldn't get out, he could definitely persevere here for a long time.
As long as he could survive here longer, Xiao Chen believed that he would be able to find a way to leave.
Moreover, after Whitey devoured a large number of insects here, it seemed to have grown a bit bigger. Perhaps in the future, Whitey would be able to run amok in this no man's land. Perhaps Whitey would be able to bring him out of this no man's land.
If it really didn't work, he could still try to use the pink mist to teleport.
If the first time wasn't enough, then he would do it ten times, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!
He would be able to teleport to the edge of the no man's land one day, right?
With this in mind, Xiao Chen hurried on his way again.
Time flew by. Time was merciless.
In the blink of an eye, 18 years had passed since Xiao Chen entered the No Man's Land!
After so many years, Xiao Chen's cultivation had already risen to the seventh level of the Immortal King Realm!
In merely over 10 years of time, he'd gone from the Immortal General Realm to become an expert at the seventh level of the Immortal King Realm. If the experts of the outside world were to find out about this sort of speed, their jaws would surely hit the floor from shock.
But after he advanced to the seventh level of the Immortal King Realm, his speed slowed down because the corpses he encountered grew fewer and fewer. Even though the cultivation of every single corpse grew higher and higher, the spatial rings of the corpses didn't contain any low level resources that could allow him to cultivate any longer.
But this allowed Xiao Chen to believe that he was already close to the source of the voice. Because no matter where it was, they all had a common characteristic.
The closer he got to the center area, the more dangerous it would be for sure. Cultivators with weak cultivations were absolutely unable to approach it easily, whereas the corpses he'd encountered now were all exceedingly formidable existences. This indicated that he was already gradually approaching the center area of the no man's land.
Even though the voice still didn't seem to change in terms of distance, Xiao Chen didn't give up.
Xiao Chen became a lone traveler that moved forward slowly in the no man's land.
In the blink of an eye, another 18 years passed!
Xiao Chen had been in the no man's land for an entire 36 years!
However, in the years that followed, Xiao Chen's cultivation didn't improve much.
There weren't many cultivation resources in the spatial rings left behind by those terrifyingly powerful existences, and as long as he could travel, he would use all his time to travel. Similarly, he didn't have much time to cultivate.
Although his wealth had increased by a lot, and he had also collected many precious magic treasures, Divine Abilities, and even Immortal Skills.
He even had more than a dozen pieces of Immortal Metal, but these didn't cause too much of a stir in Xiao Chen's heart.
He seemed to have become a walking corpse that kept moving forward towards the source of the voice.
This became his only goal.
Time flew like an arrow. In the no man's land, one couldn't sense the passage of time, but Xiao Chen was constantly calculating.
Finally, on the 58th year, he approached the source of the voice.
He also saw the owner of the voice from afar.
"Ji … Ji …"
A rhythmic and familiar voice rang out.
Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with shock and astonishment.
This was because the owner of the voice was a headless corpse.
The corpse was standing, at least 10,000 feet tall, and it didn't have a head.
His limbs were also extremely thick, but his legs and arms were bound by black chains.
These chains seemed to have been born out of the void, and they were tightly binding the huge headless corpse.
"This … this …" Xiao Chen was very shocked. Although he knew that the person who made the voice was definitely not an ordinary person, he still felt complicated when he saw the scene in front of him.
This meant that the last trace of hope in his heart had been completely shattered.
Xiao Chen was silent for a moment, then he carefully sized up the headless corpse. He had never seen such a huge corpse.
Moreover, it wasn't appropriate to call it a corpse, because when he looked carefully, he could actually feel a faint trace of vitality in this huge body.
"He's not dead?" Xiao Chen's eyes widened.
However, when he extended his spiritual force to take a closer look, it was instantly bounced back.
At the same time, Xiao Chen didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the headless corpse seemed to be staring at him. This feeling made his hair stand on end and his scalp go numb.
"Pfft …" Then, Xiao Chen directly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He didn't dare to use his eyes to look at the headless corpse again. That feeling gradually subsided, making him feel as though he had escaped from death.
"He, he …" However, at this moment, another voice suddenly rang out. Xiao Chen was instantly shocked to the extreme.
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Xiao Chen looked in the direction of the voice.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" At the edge of Xiao Chen's vision, there was a figure with disheveled hair sitting cross-legged.
This figure was covered in a thick layer of dust, and it was obvious that it had been here for many years.
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