Ling Xiao looked up and saw clouds and mist shrouding the huge mountain. The sky was dim, but a corner of an ancient palace was faintly visible, emitting a hint of holiness.
"That is?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he felt the fluctuation of the strange black fog from the ancient palace.
"This mustard seed formation actually covers such a large space. It seems that it is not just to hide the ancient peach tree. Perhaps the biggest purpose is because of this mountain!"
There was a hint of solemnity in Ling Xiao's eyes.
He took a step forward, stepping on the hard rocks and walking towards the ancient palace.
The place was filled with clouds and mist, and everything around was blurry and invisible. There was no sign of life, as if there was a dead silence. There was only the ancient palace. The closer one got, the more one could feel a hint of mystery spreading out.
Holy yet evil, bright yet dark, the ancient palace gave Ling Xiao a very strange feeling.
There were more and more corpses around, broken weapons, and broken rocks, all still bearing traces of the great battle.
Time washes away everything, but it cannot hide the past.
Ling Xiao saw a dragon-shaped sword. It still had the cold sword intent and murderous aura, but the blade had rotted. This should have been a powerful Taoist weapon, but at this moment it had completely lost its previous power.
Ling Xiao also saw a white corpse with hard bones emitting a faint luster. There was a black bull horn in the abdomen that pierced his body. His eyebrows were cracked and his true spirit dissipated.
Such hard bones can only be left by a strong person at least at the emperor level.
Ling Xiao was depressed, thinking of the strange black fog. He looked at the traces of the great battle all around him and imagined how tragic the battle ten thousand years ago was.
The strange black fog was extremely difficult to refine even with the Heaven-Swallowing Secret Art. If Ling Xiao did not have the Wordless Heavenly Book that could restrain the strange black fog, Ling Xiao would have been in great danger.
Ten thousand years ago, those strange creatures descended and launched a catastrophe, wreaking havoc throughout the entire Eight Wastelands. The Changsheng Sect, which had swept across the Eight Wastelands and was feared by the world, was destroyed in an instant.
Jinse... where is she? Did she survive
There was a hint of sigh in Ling Xiao's eyes. In this secret realm of the Eight Desolations, there was layer upon layer of fog, which made Ling Xiao unable to help but want to explore.
The eight ancient countries back then were vassal states of Changshengmen and were closely related to Changshengmen. Perhaps they can really find news about Jinse
Ling Xiao's footsteps became heavier.
Stepping over the piles of corpses, Ling Xiao slowly walked to the top of the mountain, where there was an ancient palace. Although it looked a little dilapidated, it was well preserved.
Outside the palace, corpses were scattered all over the ground, as well as incense burners, pestles, prayer beads, and wooden fish. However, most of them were broken and without any precious light, and had turned into scrap metal.
boom!
Ling Xiao kicked a huge bronze plaque and blew away the dust on it, revealing four ancient characters.
The Great Hall!
"The Great Hall of the Buddha? There is no Buddhist sect in the Eight Wastelands. Why is there a plaque of the Great Hall here?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he was slightly confused.
Ten thousand years ago, the Eight Wastelands was the territory of the Changsheng Sect, and there was no trace of Buddhism. However, on top of this mountain, there was a plaque of the Great Hall, which surprised Ling Xiao.
Finally, Ling Xiao's gaze fell on the palace.
The two stone doors were tightly closed, and there was a faint mysterious fluctuation coming from them.
Ling Xiao walked slowly towards the palace and stood in front of the huge stone gate. He placed his palm on the stone gate. It was icy to the touch, and there was a chill that froze the soul.
"open!"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and unparalleled divine power burst out from his body, and the two stone doors were pushed open by him in an instant.
In an instant, a strange black mist surged in, like a bloody mouth, trying to swallow Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao was well prepared. A cold light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, the wordless heavenly book in his sea of consciousness trembled slightly. A mysterious light rolled out from between his eyebrows, directly swallowing up all the strange black fog.
Inside the palace, there was actually an Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pond, presenting an image of refinement, with a faint Buddha light diffused, as well as a hint of strange black air lingering.
In the center of the Merit Pond, sitting cross-legged is an ancient monk wearing a cassock, with ten incense scars on his head, and exuding a mysterious aura.
The ancient monk looks lifelike, with his brows lowered and his eyes submissive, a look of compassion on his face, and his whole body exudes a clear, compassionate aura.
But the strange thing was that half of his body was emitting golden light, and the other half was emitting black light, with the center of his eyebrows as the dividing line. Half of it was illuminated by Buddha's light, and the other half was filled with demonic aura. The two temperaments of holiness and evil were intertwined, making him look exceptionally evil.
And those black lights were actually the strange black fog.
"Why is there an ancient monk here?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he slowly walked towards the Merit Pool.
This Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pool is in the shape of a refinement, with a total of eight petals. Each petal has an ancient rune, and there is a silk thread between them. Finally, they slowly intertwine and suppress the ancient monk in the center.
Apart from this Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pond, the entire palace is very empty, but there is a mysterious flow of energy.
When Ling Xiao saw the runes on the eight petals, his eyes immediately showed an extremely excited look.
“The Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Formation?! This is Jinse… Jinse’s work. It turns out that Jinse has really been here!”
A huge wave rose in Ling Xiao's heart. His originally calm state of mind was instantly lost and his whole body began to tremble with excitement.
The Eight Desolate Demon-Suppressing Array was the array that Ling Xiao passed on to Jinse back then. When Ling Xiao became the number one supreme being in the world, he used the power of the yin and yang of heaven and earth, wind, thunder, fire and volcanoes, and connected the power of the laws of heaven and earth to form a supreme divine array. It possessed the supreme power to kill the supreme being, slay gods and exterminate demons. In the whole world, except Ling Xiao, only Jinse could set it up.
However, before Ling Xiao had the chance to test the power of the Eight Desolate Demon-Suppressing Array, he had already died in the Red Dragon Secret Realm.
Ling Xiao didn't expect that he would see the Eight Desolate Demon-Suppressing Array here.
The Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pool in front of him was actually formed by the energy of the eight directions of the earth veins, connecting the power of the laws of heaven and earth. The ancient monk in front of him actually became the core of the Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Array, which shocked Ling Xiao extremely.
It seems that this ancient monk must have been an unrivaled powerful being in the supreme realm during his lifetime, otherwise he would not be qualified to be the core of the Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Array.
Ling Xiao carefully investigated the formation and found that it was indeed integrated with the laws of heaven and earth of the entire Eight Desolate Secret Realm, and contained an extremely strong sealing power.
However, what surprised Ling Xiao was that the ancient monk in front of him no longer had any life energy, but why was he contaminated with that strange black air
“Could it be that beneath this mountain lies the strange creature suppressed in the underground ocean?”
Ling Xiao suddenly thought of a possibility, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)