Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

Under the dim sky, we walked along the desolate and lonely desert.

Thousands of miles away, as Tang Ling's journey became longer and longer, the feelings in his heart became deeper and deeper.

The land beneath their feet was formed by the collapse of the Netherworld Swamp in ancient times.

In the beginning, this land may not have been as devastated as it is now. But as time goes by, the remaining souls here in ancient times gradually transformed into a soul-eating evil spirit.

Over the next ten thousand years, as the number of evil spirits increased, this place became known as the Soul Cemetery. And this place was the only way to reach the far north through this land.

The soul cemetery stretches for tens of thousands of miles, so naturally there cannot be only the entrance that Lan Ji and the others have visited before.

What's more, there is actually no entrance to the entire Soul Cemetery.

The so-called entrance is nothing more than the starting point of a path where the activity of evil spirits is weakest and easier to pass through.

Since Elder Ling Mi might have betrayed him, Tang Ling did not want to have a head-on conflict with him at the moment.

He has not forgotten that the Soul Palace Fighting Saint's destination is also here.

Ling Mi, who is at the peak of Dou Zun's strength, is nothing, but it is definitely not a good choice to attack the opponent rashly after guarding the soul graveyard for so many years.

Not to mention, his target was not the Ling Mi traitor in the first place, so it would be better to leave it to their own people to handle.

"Mr. Tang Ling, we don't have the Soul Seal, can we really pass through the Soul Cemetery?"

Lan Ji, who had been leading the way silently for a long time, finally couldn't hold back the anxiety in her heart and couldn't help but ask.

"Can."

Tang Lingyan replied briefly and concisely. He seemed to have thought of something again before he finished speaking. He added comfortingly: "When Bai Li passed through the soul cemetery, he didn't have any of your soul confusing marks. Don't worry, just hurry up and lead the way."

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Hearing this, Lan Ji opened her red lips, but in the end she curled her lips and chose to remain silent.

Tang Ling had been feeling depressed ever since he heard her tell some information about the clan. The two of them had been traveling for such a long time, and if she hadn't asked him, he probably wouldn't have said a word.

She thought the information about the clan that Lan Ji told was normal, but in Tang Ling's eyes, there were a lot of doubts about it.

The Far North is located deep in the north of the Soul Cemetery.

It is said that there is the edge of Dou Qi Continent. If you continue to go north, you will leave Dou Qi Continent and get lost in the endless void.

In fact, although the northern part of the Soul Cemetery is called the Far North, it is not a piece of land, but an endless ocean with no boundaries at all.

The boundless sea of ​​ice.

This name came out of Lan Ji's mouth.

Although the Boundless Sea of ​​Ice is a sea, its surface has been covered by a thick layer of ice since records were recorded among the clan.

The place where the people in the far north live is on the ice cap of this boundless ice sea.

More than a thousand years ago, this group of Ice Tribe people moved here and have been living in seclusion here.

During this period of time, due to their ice-attributed physiques, they had never returned to Dou Qi Continent through the Soul Cemetery in nearly a hundred years.

It was not until later that the Dou Sheng elders who led their clansmen here retrieved the icy water sea anemone from the depths of the ice sea, and then there were now the clan members stationed abroad like Butler Lan who often appeared in Dou Qi Continent.

If the information only ends here, there is actually nothing to be confused about. But since then, the content of what Lan Ji said has completely changed.

First, the fighting saint elder who had retrieved the ice-water sea anemone suddenly ran out of life and passed away, and then the remaining half-saint elders in the clan died one after another after running out of life.

All of this happened within ten years.

After the death of these Semi-Saints and Fighting Saints, the Ice Spirit Clan bloodline in this clan began to decline rapidly. Only under the management of the three remaining elders, was it divided into two clans, the inner and outer clans.

The elder Bingshu mentioned by Lan Ji is one of these three elders.

In terms of strength, Tang Ling also secretly estimated in his mind that he would be at least a ninth-level Dou Zun. Of course, with a lifespan of a thousand years, the opponent might have already crossed that chasm.

Based on this calculation, there are probably three Half-Saints or even three powerful Fighting Saints in the Far North lineage now.

You know, when these people evacuated the Xuanbing Realm, they didn't have much time to take away some resources.

It had to be said that after surviving for thousands of years, especially when there was a problem with the bloodline in the clan, the ability of the Far North lineage to provide food and accommodation really surprised him.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling suddenly felt something in his heart and asked, "Lan Ji, how many people are there in your clan now?"

"How many tribesmen are there..."

Lan Ji was in a trance after hearing this. She seemed to be calculating the number of clan members. After pondering for ten breaths, she said with some uncertainty: "There should be nearly a thousand people..."

"How much?" Tang Ling was shocked.

"Nearly a thousand people." Lan Ji nodded affirmatively this time, then turned back doubtfully and asked: "Sir, is there something wrong?"

"Um……"

Tang Ling was silent for a long time, with some words stuck in his mouth, but he didn't know how to say them.

Is nearly a thousand people a lot?

Nonsense, of course it's not too much, it's even pitifully little.

A tribe that has existed for thousands of years, and according to what Lan Ji said, there are hundreds of tribesmen who have arrived in the far north according to records.

After hundreds of people for thousands of years, there were only a few hundred more people, less than a thousand, and it didn't feel right no matter how you thought about it. Coupled with the abnormal decline of the bloodline of the tribe, Tang Ling suddenly felt that this far north land was full of evil and evil spirits.

Weird.

There seems to be something in this far north land that not only absorbs the blood of the tribe, but also interferes with the longevity and inheritance of the tribe.

Thinking about this, Tang Ling couldn't help but take a deep look at the ground beneath his feet.

There is a land that can give birth to so many evil spirits. What's so weird about the far north? It doesn't seem so hard to accept?

It's just that now that things have reached this point, Tang Ling has too many thoughts in his heart, but these thoughts are all stuck here, making you clearly know that there are strange existences, but you can't get any answers.

"call……"

Shaking his head in annoyance, he let out a long breath and decided not to think about these things for the time being.

It's useless to think too much. He has to wait until he reaches the far north and sees it with his own eyes before he can have the answer.

After thinking about this, his eyes fell on Lan Ji's back, and he once again became concerned about the two people's itinerary: "Lan Ji, where are we now, and how far are we from the Soul Cemetery?"

"Sir, we are here!"

Upon hearing Tang Ling's inquiry, Lan Ji, who was leading the way, slowly stopped, raised her arm and pointed far ahead, saying.

Hearing this, Tang Ling was startled, and subconsciously looked past Lan Ji to the front. When the distant scene came into his eyes, he couldn't help but frown.

The desert ground ahead has turned from gravel into a piece of golden sand. Sand dunes raised by the wind intersect, forming a fork in the road ahead. And on the other side of the fork, there is actually a river.

This is not the kind of dry river that is common in deserts, but a river that almost overflows.

The river surface is not wide, only about a hundred feet wide. The river water in it is like a pool of stagnant water without any waves. And I don’t know whether it is because the water flow is too deep or the river itself. The river water here is as deep as darkness, like clear ink settling in the water.

this.

"Tongming River..."

Tang Ling almost blurted out that although this was his first time seeing it, he was sure that this river was the Tongming River.

At that time, he only learned about the river from the conversation between Lan Ji and the middle-aged woman. At first, he was still wondering why a river would be called Tongming. It couldn't be just because it was in the soul cemetery.

Go and call?

But now that Tang Ling saw this river with his own eyes, he understood from the bottom of his heart why this river was named Tongming.

Because it is indeed like a river leading to the Nine Netherworlds!

He looked along the river into the distance, but was shocked to find that the connection to the Styx River was interrupted a few miles away. He subconsciously turned back and looked in the other direction of the river, and found that a few miles away, this connection

The other direction of the Styx River was also suddenly cut off.

"So, the Tongming River here is only about ten miles long? A long... lake?"

Lan Ji, who was on the side, naturally heard Tang Ling's voice, and immediately explained: "Sir, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other. It is true that this place is connected to the Styx River, and the water of the Styx River is still flowing.

, rather than the stagnant water of this ordinary looking lake."

Hearing this, Tang Ling was stunned, and his soul perception immediately spread towards the place where the Tongming River stopped flowing.

When his soul perception came into contact with the Styx River, all he could feel was a void that did not exist. He had been accustomed to this since he set foot on this land.

However, when his soul sense touched the break in the River of Death, Tang Ling was startled. Although the feeling was vague, he was sure that there was spatial fluctuation there!

His eyes suddenly lit up and he muttered: "This is..."

"The River Styx is a river that runs between reality and the void. The longest River Styx we can see is more than a hundred miles long, and the shortest one is even less than a foot. Not all of these river sections are located in the Soul Cemetery

, but are scattered throughout this land." Lan Ji explained.

"In other words, as long as we follow the direction of the River Styx, we can enter the Soul Cemetery, and then pass through the Soul Cemetery to reach the Far North?" Tang Ling had a little excitement in his eyes after spending so much time.

I rushed here, and now I finally saw the road sign before the end.

However, Lan Ji shook her head in the negative at Tang Ling's words and said: "That's not the case. Just like the section of the Styx River in front of us, its downstream may not necessarily appear where it is, and it is not hidden where it points.

In front of us. Even its next section may appear directly in the depths of the Soul Cemetery, and it is not surprising that the next section will appear in front of us."

Tang Ling's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he silently looked at the Tongming River in front of him. But soon a flash of lightning flashed in his heart, and he immediately looked at Lan Ji and said, "Are we going to enter the river?"

"Uh... Sir, you really have a quick mind."

Lan Ji paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "The sections of the River Styx are not distributed regularly, but the water in the river always flows along fixed sections. As long as we move forward in the current, we can naturally reach it.

Final destination.”

"Is there any danger in this river?" Tang Ling asked.

"This section should not exist." Lan Ji shook her head, and then said with a serious face, "But in the section of the river in the soul cemetery, there is definitely the strongest evil spirit in its location!"

After saying this, Lan Ji seemed a little worried that Tang Ling would not know the real danger, and added: "In the past, when we returned to the clan, we had already found a safer path in the cemetery due to nearly a thousand years of exploration.

The road. And no matter where this road is, it is quite far away from the River Styx."

"Are there evil spirits?"

Tang Ling murmured softly, but he was not surprised by this result.

The Soul Sense had not sensed the water of the River Tonglu before, but they were not far from the River Tonglu, and he could still sense the faint coldness coming from the river.

As for existences such as evil spirits and Yin spirits, there is no need to elaborate too much on the need for the power of coldness.

However, these are not dangerous at all, and these evil spirits are not dangerous to him at all. Maybe they will turn into some nutrients, maybe.

After paying attention, Tang Ling immediately calmed down, looked at Lan Ji, and said: "Get ready, restore your status, and then we will enter the Tongming River."

Hearing this, Lan Ji nodded without any surprise and sat cross-legged on the sand, silently regaining her fighting spirit.

Although she didn't know what methods Tang Ling had to deal with those evil spirits, she also knew that if they stayed here forever, they would definitely not get any good results in a situation where there were wolves in front of them and tigers in the back.

It might be dangerous to enter the Tongming River at the moment, but Tang Ling's words along the way gave her a lot of confidence unconsciously.

At the same time, in the depths of the boundless ice sea north of the Soul Cemetery.

Above the sea, vast white glaciers float like giant dragons.

Above these mountains and rivers, a woman in white held a small compass in her hand, walking towards the south at a terrifying speed. Every time her figure flickered, she covered a distance of thousands of feet.

Although the woman was on her way, her eyes were fixed on the compass in her hand. On the compass, a blue-gold light spot kept flashing in the direction of her progress.

"After waiting for you for so long, you are finally here..."