I have an eternal eye

"How about it?"

Zhang Biao was also full of surprises when he heard Master Qianji's words.

This chaotic barrier would have slowly disappeared after many years, but if it could enter the layout in advance and even control the origin of the world, then there would be no hidden dangers in the Ancient Yuan Realm.

Master Qianji smiled and said: "This Babel Tree is indeed extraordinary. Although it is a little weak, it is enough to move Youqian City."

"The chaos formation is guarded by the original power on the outside. It is a wonderful thing like a 'matrix', just like an egg. If you enter it through ordinary methods, you will only be lost in the eggshell sandwich space for your whole life, and the golden elixir will not be able to escape."

"Tsk, tsk, what a pity, if we could find the complete Babel Tree..."

Master Qianji kept talking and his movements were not slow.

The Styx River surged, and the Twelve Hours Dream Evil rose into the sky, but suddenly disappeared when it reached mid-air, as if penetrating the invisible space. Then, the Twelve Hours Dream Evil dragged the entire Youqian City up slowly...

On the snowy field, the monks from various sects naturally couldn't see this. They only felt the strong wind, their vision was blurred, and the biting cold hit their faces. Their expressions changed drastically and they quickly retreated.

A few people ran a little slower and were immediately frozen into ice sculptures.

Fortunately, this thing was not fatal. After breaking through the ice with a crash, he ran as fast as he could and escaped to a safe place. His face was pale, trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"what is that?"

"The River Styx is the power of the River Styx!"

"Could it be Ghost Ichijin..."

As they were talking, the strange wind finally disappeared.

The wind and snow have subsided slightly, and the terrifying black mist in the distance has disappeared, as if it had never appeared, leaving only people looking at each other...

…………

Accompanied by a loud roar, Youqian City seemed to fall to the ground, with dust and mist swirling around it crazily.

"what happened?"

Zhang Biao waved his hand to scatter the dust coming from his face and asked Master Qianji.

There is the Styx River rushing below Youqian City. Although it is sometimes extremely bumpy, it is impossible to fall directly like this.

Master Qianji's voice was also full of doubts, and he said with some disbelief: "The 'moment' of Youqian City has failed, and it can no longer control the Styx."

"how so?"

"I don't know this either..."

As he spoke, the dust around him had dispersed.

Zhang Biao looked up and was immediately shocked by the sight in front of him.

This is a strange area. The ground is flat, but covered with a lot of dust, and countless decaying corpses can be vaguely seen.

And above, like the sky at night, dense streams of light are tumbling. When they hit some nodes, they will suddenly brighten and criss-cross, like a grand fireworks show, which is dazzling.

Zhang Biao took a breath and tried to use his spiritual vision eyes, but his eyebrows immediately stung. He immediately knew that the level of this item was far beyond the scope of his ability to see.

He looked at those light strips and already had a guess in his mind, but Master Qianji spoke directly and said in a trembling voice: "This, this is the direction of the earth's spiritual energy in the Ancient Yuan Realm!"

"No wonder, we have reached the original core of the Ancient Yuan Realm. The original rules here are the most powerful, and the 'moment' of Youqian City cannot support the realm at all."

"Oops, we can't get out..."

No wonder Master Qianji was panicking. The movement of Youqian City depends on the River Styx, and the breaking of the boundary depends on the Twelve Hours Dream Demon and the Divine Realm. All of these are now paralyzed.

Although Zhang Biao also felt a little dizzy, he still said calmly: "Don't worry, let's check first and maybe we can find a way out."

With that said, he started to run the Nuo noodles.

It's a pity that the rules here are so powerful that even the Nuo surface seems to have lost its effect. It can only be seen a hundred meters away, and further away it is dim and blurry.

Zhang Biao's heart sank and he quickly experimented with other magic weapons.

Fortunately, Mo Wen Dao and Panlong Gourd are still usable, and the Soul-Eating Cicada hidden in the tower is also very stable.

"How about the Hades puppet?"

"You can still control it, but without the Twelve Hours Dream Evil, it's best not to come out to avoid losing control."

After checking, Zhang Biao pondered for a moment, "I will leave half of the Soul-Eating Cicadas in the tower and order them to guard Youqian City. If you stay here, I will sense if there is any danger."

"also…"

Master Qianji sighed helplessly.

Youqian City is very powerful, but its weaknesses have been exposed this time. Once it comes to a place where the original rules are too powerful, it will immediately turn into a pile of scrap metal.

The current plan can only let Zhang Biao find a way to leave.

Wow…

Zhang Biao jumped down, and there was a sudden cracking sound under his feet.

He looked down and saw many decaying bones, including animals and humans, as well as many dusty rags.

Pick one up at random and examine it with your spiritual eyes.

Bai Yuancheng's Bones (Mortal)

1. The golden elixir monks of Yuhua Temple in the Shenhua Realm participated in the fight for the original fruit thousands of years ago and were besieged and died by other sect monks.

2. Yuan Chen, big brother will definitely find opportunities for you to break the boundary with Master this time and change your destiny against the will of heaven!

Shenhua Realm, Yuhua Temple...

After Zhang Biao saw it, he immediately frowned.

This sect comes from the same world as Xuandu Guan.

Although "Xiang Liu" is scary, its fruit has been harvested more than once in the ancient Yuan Dynasty, which led to its current decline.

Thinking of this, he threw the bones away and continued to look.

Sure enough, many more remains were found along the way.

These remains are from different eras, different sects, and even demon Yuanying monks. They have only one thing in common, that is, they come from other worlds.

Zhang Biao could already imagine that when the ancient ancestors resisted the secular gods and attracted foreign powers, the ancient Yuan world became a big orchard.

Multiple forces compete and fight each other. Every time the world's fruits are brewed, it is accompanied by a catastrophe, followed by the end of the Dharma era and the revival of spiritual energy.

In this way, in reincarnations again and again, more ruthless "Xiang Liu" ushered in, almost cutting off the spiritual energy of the ancient Yuan world.

But this time, the last remaining roots also attracted many reincarnations of heavenly beings to fight for it...

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao felt a little heavy for no reason.

Keep going and discover more.

Among the dense corpses, there were not only foreign sects, but also local practitioners. Some sects were even unheard of, and their purposes were different.

Some are colluding with heaven and humans to seize the fruits.

Some are murderous cultists who resist the invasion.

Looking around, it seems that the history of the ancient Yuan Dynasty is right under your feet.

Of course, apart from the remains of these people, there were also various magical weapons dropped, but for unknown reasons, they were all decayed and their aura was gone.

At this time, it was getting further and further away from Youqian City.

On the dark and flat ground, there was a dead silence between heaven and earth, as if Zhang Biao was the only one left, with bones everywhere around him.

Loneliness, sadness, and all kinds of negative emotions flooded my heart...

not good!

Zhang Biao's eyes widened, and Phoenix Fire suddenly appeared, and then he looked around with alert eyes.

Here, there seems to be a kind of sad power that can infect people's minds. If they indulge in it, they will become a guilt demon.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao picked up his energy and focused on the road ahead, no longer thinking about those ancient battles and fights, and his mood gradually stabilized.

He looked up at the flow of earth energy, and gradually discovered some patterns. These earth energy seemed messy, but in the end, they all converged to the center.

And it's the brightest there.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Biao immediately quickened his pace.

Soon, however, he discovered something horrifying.

Once the aura leaves the body, it disappears.

There is obviously plenty of spiritual energy here, but it cannot be absorbed!

He finally understood why those magic weapons were decayed.

Here is a world of rules, the most powerful realm of the Ancient Yuan Realm, and any spiritual energy is bound by it!

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao no longer dared to use any spells, and used Zimu Gu to inform Master Qianji not to activate Youqian City randomly and to save spiritual energy as much as possible.

There is no aura, but there is some benefit.

Along the way, there are no evil things causing trouble, there is no need to fight, and the true energy is naturally saved more.

However, this space was extremely large. Zhang Biao felt that he had gone a long way, but it seemed that he would never reach his destination.

If it weren't for the changes in the bones on the ground, he would have thought he was still wandering around.

Buzz!

At this moment, Nuo's face suddenly shook.

Zhang Biao was shocked and his eyes widened.

Fang Xiang and Xuanyang, the two inner sect masters, all went to fight against "Xiang Liu". Do they still have their magic weapons?

To be honest, Zhang Biao had thought about this possibility before entering the Chaos Formation, but after seeing those decaying magic weapons, he no longer had hope.

After all, there must be magical weapons inside that are more powerful than Nuo Mian, but in this special area, they cannot be preserved.

He didn't know why, but he just quickened his pace.

Gradually, the surrounding skeletons became older.

There are hills of giant humanoid bones, horned dragon bones, even huge decaying trees, collapsed humanoid boulders...

Zhang Biao knew that most of these were ancient gods.

Unexpectedly, these once powerful existences also coveted the origin of the ancient Yuanjie world.

Finally, he came to the core area.

What was in front of him stunned him.

It was a mountain-like boulder, crystal clear, like countless glass criss-crossing it.

Whenever the spiritual energy of the earth veins above flows through, the crystal clear boulders will shine brightly, and the golden spiritual energy will continue to surge and refract inside, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading outward.

There are also huge iron pillars standing around the boulder, connected by waist-thick red hemp ropes, with densely packed bronze bells hung on them.

Some of the bells have become rotten, and the red hemp rope seems to be flowing with blood. Through the bells, it turns into asphalt-like black slime, ticking to the ground, making a hissing sound.

This formation revealed an irritating ominousness, blocking all the ripples spread by the crystal.

Zhang Biao's eyes were solemn and he stepped back carefully.

Whether it is the original core of the Ancient Yuan Realm or the magic circle outside, it is beyond the scope of his understanding. Just looking at it will make his eyes sting, let alone using the eyes of spiritual vision.

On top of the source core crystal, there is something else, a broken bronze foundation that can be vaguely seen, but it is only the size of a room.

Zhang Biao suddenly remembered the last letter written by the senior Fang Xiangzong. "Xiang Liu" wanted to extract the source and refine a luck artifact similar to Xuandu Guanshenting. Could it be this thing?

Strange...where is the Nuo noodles?

Seeing these arrangements, Zhang Biao knew that the core of the origin might be far more difficult to access than imagined.

Let’s find Nuo noodles first.

However, he ran around the boulder and could not find Fang Xiangzong's face, but that feeling always lingered around him.

What he didn't realize was that as soon as he passed through an iron formation pillar, ferocious golden faces slowly appeared on it...