“Judging by this harvest, Mr. Bai is undoubtedly the origin of the Ningyuan City space-time.”
“With his obsession thoroughly resolved this time, the next time I enter the Fallen Immortal Realm, I’ll likely be in a different place.”
“I wonder what encounters await me next time.”
Li Fan had realized that being trapped in the same spacetime in the Fallen Immortal Realm was actually a rare opportunity.
If there was only one attempt, without being able to repeatedly explore and uncover the various clues hidden in the timeline, it would be extremely difficult to gain such a wealth of rewards.
Of course, the prerequisite was that one was able to escape from the trap of endless reincarnation.
As for how to escape, one would only need to fully understand the spacetime to know.
Feeling a slight sensation in his heart, Li Fan frowned.
Perhaps due to having two gains this time, the time restriction for entering had almost doubled.
He felt that the restriction would not disappear until about a year later.
“Good things come to those who wait. I can only be patient.” Li Fan sighed inwardly.
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The deserted island.
Since Su Xiaomei and Zhang Haobo left, Xiao Heng seemed to have been stimulated somehow, and he became even more diligent in his cultivation.
The bottleneck that had troubled him for a long time finally dissipated not long ago, and he could advance to Golden Core at any time.
With an intuition in his heart, he went to the central area of the Cong Yun Sea to seek his own opportunities.
The Yin sisters also reached the Qi Condensation perfection stage at the same time. They obtained the Human Treasures “Gathering Treasure Cloth” and “Divine Escape Needle” from the White Bone Realm and began their secluded cultivation to establish their foundation.
Only Su Changyu had still not established his foundation.
He had only just broken through to late stage Qi Condensation.
Establishing the foundation seemed distant and unattainable.
For a while, even with Su Changyu’s calm temperament, he couldn’t help but become somewhat lost.
“When Xiaomei and Xiao Heng and the others come back, they should have all stepped into Golden Core.”
“I’m still lingering in the Qi Condensation stage.”
“As time goes on, the gap between me and them will only widen.”
Su Changyu stood on the beach, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, feeling a bit bitter in his heart.
He was not a saint.
The people around him were all exceptionally talented individuals.
How could he not feel pressured when he was with them all day long?
In the past, he had always kept these frustrations to himself and never shared them with anyone.
Now that the familiar people around him had suddenly disappeared, and even the Yin sisters who joined the deserted island later than him were about to establish their foundation ahead of him.
Su Changyu finally couldn’t help but let his guard down a bit.
After all, he was just an ordinary young man.
Feeling troubled, he couldn’t even muster the energy to cultivate.
For the first time, Su Changyu flew away from the deserted island aimlessly.
Along the way, when he encountered other cultivators, he subconsciously avoided them.
In this way, he didn’t know how long had passed.
When he came back to his senses, he had unknowingly arrived near another deserted island.
The island was not large, with no vegetation on it.
There was only a square black stone building towering over it.
Seeing that there seemed to be someone living on this island, in order to avoid misunderstanding, Su Changyu was prepared to avoid it from afar.
Just as he was about to move away, flames suddenly burst out from the black stone building on the island.
Furthermore, faint cries for help accompanied it.
After hesitating for a moment, Su Changyu ultimately landed and rushed into the square building.
Inside the building, there were transparent cages distributed all over.
Inside were strange and eerie creatures.
A two-headed giant python, a sheep-headed sea turtle, a giant disk of water maggots, a bizarre species composed of six heads and hands, and so on.
For some reason, all these creatures had lost their vitality.
Only their corpses lay quietly in the cages.
Su Changyu’s expression turned solemn. He remained vigilant and continued to venture deeper.
As he went further inside, he arrived at a huge rectangular transparent cage.
There were four small cages on each side connected to this rectangular cage.
Each of these four cages contained several raggedly dressed mortals.
Some had already died, while others were still struggling to survive.
The raging fire began to spread from the central giant cage to the surrounding area.
The cries for help that Su Changyu just heard came from these mortals.
Seeing this, Su Changyu performed a water control technique, intending to extinguish the fire.
But this fire was not an ordinary fire.
Instead of extinguishing, it burned even more vigorously when it met water.
Su Changyu’s expression changed. While manipulating the water, he also released his spiritual energy.
This temporarily restrained the surging flames, but he couldn’t extinguish them completely.
Before long, Su Changyu began to struggle.
His output of spiritual energy became weaker and weaker, while the flames became stronger.
Seeing an immortal trying to save them, the mortals in the cages had hope and began to kowtow to Su Changyu.
Su Changyu gritted his teeth and persisted.
Just before his spiritual energy was depleted, two strange voices sounded at the same time.
“Why? Why would you, an immortal, want to save these mortals?”
“Why? Why would you, an immortal, want to save these mortals?”
…
Su Changyu was suddenly startled. Following the voices, he saw a white-haired, somewhat old-looking cultivator who had appeared behind him at some point.
Staring at Su Changyu somewhat deranged, he muttered.
Su Changyu didn’t know how to respond for a moment.
He had left Dali only a little over ten years ago.
During this time, he had been living on the deserted island with his relatives and friends.
He hadn’t thought much about the difference between immortals and mortals.
When he saw people in need of help, it was his instinct to lend a hand.
Seeing Su Changyu’s embarrassed look, the man sneered.
With a wave of his hand, the blazing flames disappeared in an instant.
Su Changyu breathed a sigh of relief.
“Follow me.”
“Follow me.”
Two voices sounded simultaneously once again.
A door beside them suddenly opened, and Su Changyu followed him inside.
The chaotic scene inside surprised him.
It seemed as if it had been deliberately destroyed by someone, with broken bones and fragments scattered all over the floor.
There were human bones as well as those of some strange creatures.
Even in the middle of the corridor, there was a terrifying little dog with human limbs and eyes all over its belly.
The white-haired cultivator didn’t seem to care about this.
He casually swept these things aside and cleared a path.
Su Changyu followed cautiously.
At the end of the passage was a staircase leading downward.
The man glanced back at Su Changyu and inexplicably smiled, as if indicating for Su Changyu to follow.
Then he descended slowly.
The atmosphere was eerie. Su Changyu took a deep breath and, after some thought, decided to walk down the stairs.
After his eyes adjusted to the darkness below, when he saw the surroundings clearly, a chill surged into Su Changyu’s heart.
The place wasn’t spacious, but it was densely packed with hundreds of corpses.
Most of these corpses were so broken that they resembled torn rag dolls.
Various body parts were scattered irregularly on the ground, creating a horrifying scene akin to hell.