Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Lan Lan landed on the island, traversing the misty mountains and forests.

The island was very quiet. Besides the sound of the wind, there were basically no other sounds, not even the chirping of insects.

The fog on the island was very thick, dimming the light, making the whole environment somewhat eerie. Coupled with the lack of sound, it gave people a sense of inexplicable horror.

"It seems that this was indeed an ancient battlefield. It wasn't a very large scale, but there was a war that happened here."

Jun Wuxie had already sensed the baleful aura, and besides the baleful aura, there was also a remnant of dark energy deep within this island.

As Lan Lan continued to go deeper, an area covered in corpses appeared in their sight.

Upon arriving here, the terrain in sight became much flatter, with almost no high peaks. At a great distance, one could occasionally see some low mountains, appearing broken or collapsed.

The ground was covered with cracks. The cracks were not wide, but they were very deep and long.

He, who was well-versed in the Dao of Talismans, could see that this place had been repaired before.

Presumably, the will of the planet had repaired the devastated land to a certain extent, but because the scene created in those years was too terrifying, even the will of the planet could not completely repair it.

Everywhere, one could see piles of corpses, most of which belonged to humans.

Among these corpses, most of them had decayed over the years. The color of the bones was dark gray, with traces of weathering.

However, a small portion of the corpses retained a crystalline luster, resisting the erosion of time, and still looked like jade.

It was these bones that looked like jade that still contained the dark aura that had not been completely erased for eternity.

Obviously, this was one of the small battlefields where the living beings of the Bright Universe resisted the invading dark creatures in a certain era.

Judging from the comparison of the corpses, basically six or seven cultivators from the Bright Universe had to fight to the death to kill one dark creature.

These were already considered relatively good exchange ratios in the ancient battlefields against darkness.

It could be seen that the Bright Universe cultivators who sacrificed themselves here were all elites in the army fighting against darkness.

If they were replaced with ordinary level cultivators, ten might not be able to kill a single dark creature.

It was very difficult to fight against dark creatures. Usually, dark creatures were stronger than Bright Universe creatures, which was an undeniable fact.

This was because the Bright Universe was not the real universe of the past, but the "Illusory Heavens" he constructed in those years.

The essence and origin of the Heavens Universe could not compare to the real universe, so the creatures cultivating in this Heavens were very difficult to compete with dark creatures of the same realm, except for those who were particularly amazing.

Lan Lan carried them through the battlefield. Along the way, violent baleful auras, like dark red clouds, attacked from both sides ahead.

Lan Lan suddenly stopped, and an icy color appeared in its pair of round, clear eyes.

It was very cute, but only in front of Jun Wuxie and the people around him would it be like this. When facing enemies, it might not be soft and cute.

A powerful aura emanated from Lan Lan's body, quickly spreading out, forming a powerful domain aura.

At this time, there were also dark red clouds of baleful aura behind them, covering the sky, causing this area to instantly fall into darkness. All the light disappeared, and a cold, evil aura swept across all directions.

"Dark resentment and baleful aura, the dark creatures who died in those years, their resentment did not dissipate, and over the years, they actually developed some consciousness."

Jun Wuxie looked around and saw through everything at a glance.

The dark resentment and baleful aura that condensed into dark red clouds let out fierce roars, condensing into ferocious heads.

Chaotic golden light bloomed from Jun Wuxie's body. He spread out his fingers, and a Nine Yang True Lotus emerged from his palm, then rushed into the high sky.

Nine rounds of great suns appeared, blooming with thousands of feet of light, illuminating this place.

The light of the great sun, being the most yang and strong, caused the dark red clouds to emit sizzling green smoke the moment it shone on them, making them scream woefully, like the cries of night owls, making people feel cold all over and their scalps tingle.

Seeing this, Lan Lan, who originally wanted to take action, put away its aura and continued to move forward.

Wherever the light of the great sun shone, the dark resentment and baleful aura were purified cleanly.

Those dark resentment and baleful auras wanted to escape, but their speed was simply unable to compare with the light of the great sun, and they could not escape.

The entire ancient battlefield was filled with shrill screams rising and falling one after another, constantly echoing in the sky above this island.

In this process, those dark resentment and baleful auras frantically counterattacked, constantly releasing violent and evil will to impact Jun Wuxie and the others.

Originally, their methods were always effective, once causing many creatures who landed on the island to have mental breakdowns and become madmen.

But today, their methods failed.

All the mental attacks were blocked by Jun Wuxie's soul power and rebounded back.

These dark creatures were not low in realm before their deaths. They were definitely not creatures attacking the Holy Spirit World, but should be creatures attacking the God Ancient World.

However, they were only left with some resentment after all, and after eternity, they developed some consciousness, but compared to their former selves, they were still too weak, the gap was very large.

Along the way, they crossed the ancient battlefield in a destructive manner, and nothing could resist them.

Finally, they came to a huge valley and continued to move forward into the narrow canyon.

As they continued to go deeper, the terrain inside became more and more open, the whole resembling a trumpet shape.

Gradually, the sound of flowing water entered their ears.

A stream appeared not far ahead, making the sound of gurgling water.

The stream was very clear, full of spiritual energy. One could see the mud and pebbles in the stream, as well as schools of swimming fish.

Following the stream, a booming sound came from ahead not long after.

That sound was like the sound of a waterfall hitting a pool, rumbling.

At this moment, Jun Wuxie's body suddenly trembled.

Yue Yao sensed it and couldn't help but hug him tighter from behind. Ye Qingxue also leaned into his arms.

They could all understand his uneasy mood at the moment.

Only Lan Lan didn't know.

The little guy continued to run, its movements were very light, and its speed was very fast. Even if the environment here was special and greatly restricted the cultivator's ability, it still galloped at supersonic speed.

Soon, a huge mountain appeared in sight.

On both sides of that high mountain, there was thick mist, and even occasionally one could see the laws of order where chaotic lightning shuttled.

Only in the middle of the high mountain was there a small area where the mist was extremely thin.

There was a waterfall there, cascading down from the top of the high mountain, from a place where the source could not be seen, falling straight down three thousand feet, like a silver river.

The waterfall crashed down, forming a huge pool at the foot of the mountain, as huge as a lake.

Because the waterfall was too big, reaching a width of who knows how many thousands of meters, it crashed into the pool, splashing water dozens of meters high.

In the middle of the pool, there was a protruding large bluestone, as huge as a mountain.

Jun Wuxie observed the surroundings. There was nothing else in this area, but in some misty areas, there would be some sense of turbulence, with mysterious spatial forces fluctuating.

However, his attention did not linger in those areas for too long, and then he returned to the great waterfall.

He signaled Lan Lan to go to the large bluestone in the middle of the pool, and then looked up at the waterfall.

Was this waterfall really the Homesickness Waterfall that the Bloodscale Rock Python said, which could allow one to see their missing hometown, the people they missed?

Jun Wuxie came down from Lan Lan and quietly stared at this huge waterfall, feeling somewhat uneasy.

He could see that this waterfall did have mysterious spatial order flowing, and besides that, there were also some special forces of order intertwined.

Staring at the waterfall, memories of the past in the God Ancient World couldn't help but emerge in Jun Wuxie's mind, recalling his experiences from childhood to adulthood, those bits and pieces.

During those years, the most important person in his life, his mother, accompanied him.

After so many years, how is mother doing in the God Ancient World?

Gradually, the flowing water of the waterfall seemed to have stopped, and it seemed to have turned into a huge screen.

Inside this screen, blurry images appeared and gradually became clear.

It was a picturesque valley, isolated from the world, far away from the mundane, in the midst of a vast mountain range.

The environment here was beautiful, and the divine essence was rich. Within the valley, there was a small mountain range, like a swimming dragon.

That was a dragon vein!

There was a lake in the valley, and near the lake, there was a very exquisite manor, with many pavilions built inside.

Jun Wuxie's eyes were a little moist.

That was his birthplace, his home in the God Ancient World.

Decades had passed, and nothing had changed at all. The only difference from the past was that it had become much deserted. There were no figures to be seen inside, it seemed that no one had lived there for a long time, the pillars of the pavilions were stained with dust, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves.

At this time, Ye Qingxue looked at the waterfall. Perhaps because this place also held a very important place in her heart, she also saw the scene that Jun Wuxie saw.

Immediately, Ye Qingxue was stunned in place.

Gradually, her eyes became blurred, and a look of recollection appeared on her face, as if she had returned to the years when she was Little Nannan.

At that time, she was young and helpless, but fortunately, she met Jun Wuxie, who took her home, which was that valley.

In the following years, she spent almost all of her time in that valley.

At that time, besides Jun Wuxie, she also had Aunt Yu Nuo, Yue Yao, and several maids to take care of her.

"My mother is not in the valley, nor are the God Servants."

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but frown. His mother's maids were not there, nor were his maids from that year.

There was not a single person in the entire valley, otherwise the fallen leaves would not be all over the ground without anyone sweeping them.

"They should have all gone to the borderlands."

He pondered inwardly, his mind racing, and the images within the waterfall shifted accordingly. The landscapes within flashed by so quickly that he could barely make them out.

Soon, the speed of the images slowed, and a massive, ancient city was fixed within the waterfall's display.

The city stretched endlessly to the left and right, its walls incredibly tall and covered in runes.

Inside, countless streets crisscrossed, lined with numerous ancient buildings. The streets teemed with busy, bustling people, and well-organized troops could be seen training.

The city walls were lined with soldiers in battle armor, and beyond the walls, a vast expanse was swept by yellow sand.

On either side of that expanse, far, far away, two enormous mountain ranges could be faintly seen, and directly ahead, through the swirling sand, another city stood.

Jun Wuxie naturally had some understanding of the Borderlands of the Divine Ancient World.

Although he had never been there himself, he knew that the Borderlands had two cities.

The city seen through the yellow sand was the First City of the Borderlands Defense Line, the foremost line of defense against the invasion of darkness.

The city behind it was much larger than the first, serving as the Second Defense Line, the final line of defense in the Borderlands.

Within the Second Defense Line's city, there were not only soldiers but also their families, all living within its walls.

Additionally, the families founded by certain individuals who had guarded the Borderlands for generations, never leaving, were also located there.

At this moment, the image within the waterfall zoomed in.

Outside the Second City, two slender figures appeared within the swirling yellow sand, clearly women, rapidly approaching the city.

"Qingyan, Qingmo!"

Jun Wuxie exclaimed in shock. They were the Calligraphy and Painting Divine Servants among his Four Great Divine Servants in the Divine Ancient World.

His Four Great Divine Servants were four women representing the arts of Qin (zither), Qi (chess), Shu (calligraphy), and Hua (painting). Qingyan and Qingmo represented Calligraphy and Painting, respectively. He had given them those names when he was young.

Their complexions were poor, very pale, and their battle armor was stained with blood, their faces showing exhaustion.

Reaching the towering city gate, the soldiers on the wall, seeing them, were about to open the gate immediately to welcome them inside.

"Do not open the city gate!"

A cold voice echoed from the image within the waterfall, reaching beyond the waterfall itself.