Transcendent Dawn

In the miasma-filled swamp.

Xu Changqing walked hard with one foot deep and the other shallow.

Not only that, every time before moving forward, he would use the wooden stick in his hand to detect the front to prevent that the ground below was not solid ground, but a rotten trap of death!

"Swamps, poisonous insects, ground sinking, miasma... still shrouded in strange power, even immortals can't investigate this place on a large scale, they can only rely on stupid methods..."

Xu Changqing complained in his heart.

After advancing several thousand meters, he was replaced, and Pan Shu opened the way ahead.

Jiang Yufeng held a map in his hand and kept marking it.

There are special 'life and death charms' on them, which can let the real people in the rear know their situation, and warn them immediately if they die.

This made Xu Changqing suspect that they also acted as 'bait'.

As for why ordinary people are not allowed to come?

"monster!"

Pan Shu's roar came from ahead, and a crossbow appeared in Jiang Yufeng's hand, and he pulled the trigger at the green carpet-shaped monster that suddenly appeared.

Boom!

The runes on the crossbow flickered, and the arrows were blazing, falling on the green creep and immediately exploded.

"The danger is eliminated, move on."

Jiang Yufeng snorted coldly.

In this swamp, whether it is the miasma that pervades, or the poisonous insects and monsters, it can be called a forbidden place for mortals.

Even for elites like them, it is very difficult to move forward.

"Grandpa..."

Xu Changqing called in his heart: "How is your place?"

"You can... see it very clearly."

Sulu's response came.

Even if it is something that immortals cannot see through, as long as it is within Xu Changqing's vision, Su Lu can easily see through it.

"However, this place is not simple...it has an extremely tyrannical aura..."

Sulu reminded.

"Even the old man said that there is a tyrannical existence..." Xu Changqing's heart suddenly rose.

"It's just breath, don't worry too much... What you should worry about now is how to obtain the spirituality of Xiangliu's son..."

"Hey... I can only take one step at a time. The real Heixuan of my sect is here, at least I can get some blood. When the time comes, I will go back to the gate and think of a way..."

Xu Changqing said hesitantly.

"Hehe... Do you think that the son of Xiangliu will be killed so easily? If they all have the same thoughts as you... then this operation must be very dangerous."

Sulu sneered.

"It's also... the son of Xiangliu, it was just a little pollution at the beginning, which led to Wu Xingkong's madness..."

Xu Changqing's heart was even more awe-inspiring.

"But don't worry, the swamp is so big, it's very unlikely that your team will encounter the son of Xiangliu... Even if you do, I will let you avoid it in advance."

Su Lu finally gave Xu Changqing a reassurance.

...

Seven days passed in a flash.

In the big camp, Xu Changqing heard about the casualties of some teams, but it was not because of encountering the 'son of Xiangliu',

Instead, other dangers were encountered.

Finally, it was noon this day.

Jiang Yufeng came back with a solemn expression: "I found the trace of Xiangliu's son, pack up and set off immediately!"

"Ok?"

Xu Changqing put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Where is it?"

"At the foot of Changyang Mountain, there is an extra ruin at some point." Jiang Yufeng said, "If Xiangliu's son hadn't escaped there, we wouldn't know that there is still an ancient ruin hidden there!"

But Xu Changqing inexplicably thought of the 'tyrannical breath' that the old man said, it should be left by the owner of the ancient ruins, right?

He walked out of the tent and found that other members of the demon town were also packing up, full of a kind of dignity before the war.

In the main camp, Master Heixuan and a few Taoist priests came out, their eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

Bark!

Some of them grew black wings from their backs, and some directly drove the strange birds and flew towards the ruins.

"This time... I really have to work hard."

Xu Changqing took a deep breath with a dignified expression.

...

Hell, inside the dilapidated palace.

Li Shitou continued to explore deeply.

He had a premonition that what was left by the 'Luo Feng' who once ruled this place would definitely bring him rich harvests.

After passing the main hall, which felt dangerous and difficult to excavate, he went around to the palace complex behind.

Like the main hall, most of these palaces are dilapidated and exude an inexplicable dangerous atmosphere.

Relying on the ability of "black and white impermanence", Li Shitou "died as a substitute" several times, and finally entered a side hall.

"Huh? Inscriptions in the underworld?"

He saw a few scrolls of bamboo slips scattered on the ground with tadpole-like characters engraved on them, and his face flashed with joy, so he picked them up to read.

If it is a mortal language, he may not know a whole lot of big characters in total, but the Yin language of the underworld is different. This is a regular language, and the corresponding professional can understand the meaning at a glance.

This is also the basic ability to be a ghost of the underworld!

"Huh? It's not a book on cultivation, but a miscellaneous journal?"

Li Shitou was a little disappointed, but he continued to watch.

The above record is similar to a diary, but it is not left by the local 'Luo Feng', but only a [Judge] who is in charge of the side hall.

"...Today, the lord failed to attack [Prince Yan Luo], and angrily killed three [Impermanence] people in front of the palace..."

The first message made Li Shitou's eyes twitch: "[Prince Yan Luo]? Is this the priesthood after [Luo Feng]? It seems that the old man is right, [Luo Feng] is indeed a priesthood, not a name... "

He continued to look down, and found that it was some daily life of the local [Judge], such as catching ghosts and taking demons, and there was nothing unusual.

Putting down the bamboo slips in disappointment, Li Shitou looked at another one, but also found nothing.

"There is no strange thing left... Where did the [Judge] here go?"

Li Shitou was furious and smashed all the tables, chairs and furniture scattered around him.

Ding!

There was the sound of a foreign object colliding.

With a dazed expression, he looked at the shattered table case, where a hidden bundle of golden bamboo slips fell out.

"It's a history book again... Could it be that the [judge] here is a historian?"

Li Shitou glanced at it and was suddenly depressed.

But this time, he did not throw down the bamboo slips, because the information recorded on them overlapped with the previous exploration of the main hall—"Xing Tian and Yin Tianzi competed for gods, and the emperor cut off his head and sealed it in Changyang Mountain!"

"Xing Tian... It seems that his rebellion should have failed, so why did the underworld become like this?"

Li Shitou was puzzled.

...

Ancient ruins, entrance.

Xu Changqing followed Jiang Yufeng and others, looking at the scattered stone pillars around him, his heart suddenly lifted.

At the entrance, there is also a broken stone plaque, which depicts characters that no one can understand.

"Grandpa... what is written on it?" Xu Changqing asked in his heart.

"Mountain of Changyang..."

Su Lu sighed quietly: "This should be the name of Changyang Mountain in ancient times..."

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