There is no one living in the ten miles at dusk, and the road of bones is endless!
Two months passed, and he still couldn't get out of the wasteland. He wanted to open the jade slip in his hand and tell Monkey King about the predicament he was facing.
But on second thought, he was probably already in crisis at this moment. If he rashly came here to save himself, he would be the first one to be dragged down.
Thinking of this, I gave up the idea in my mind, and stood there in deep thought, without moving forward. I just walked aimlessly and without limit, and I didn't know how long it would take.
After a moment, he took out the interstellar coordinates, only to find out helplessly that the location he was in was an unmarked area even on the map.
The wasteland exile land!
In fact, he didn't know that although this place was in the demon clan's territory, it was in the deepest part and did not belong to the demon clan's real territory. This was a place of exile that depended on the demon clan.
If it were during the war years, this place would be the buffer zone between the demons and humans. To be more straightforward, we could call it an ancient battlefield!
The chaotic area can be regarded as the chaotic area in the city of sin, where those who commit heinous crimes are exiled all year round, no matter they are the remaining demons or humans.
They are extremely vicious and evil, and have committed heinous crimes. They are so ferocious that the previous Holy Emperor once led a large army to attack them, but after many years, he was still not completely wiped out.
It was precisely because of this that the previous Holy Emperor left a mark of failure in his own deeds, which became the main reason for his disappearance and usurpation of the throne.
There are cities guarding the four major borders of this area, which revolve once every thousand years. All the powerful people who sit here are at the top of the Daohua realm.
Their existence is not only to suppress the vicious people within, but more importantly, to guard against their unrest. Once a unrest breaks out, it will inevitably bring disaster to the demon areas as well as the human areas everywhere.
Over the countless years, there have been countless riots, and in each of them, many powerful people have died, even those at the Dao Transformation Realm and the commander who guarded this place have died.
This place was once the territory of the demon clan, but after countless wars and the entry of extremely vicious people, this place was forcibly changed.
The spiritual energy is thin, and is mixed with demonic energy and poisonous gas. People with weak cultivation cannot come here at all. Once they come here, as long as they are contaminated by the spiritual energy or demonic energy here, they will definitely change.
It can be said that this is a forbidden area of the demon clan that is not a forbidden area. The entrance here is the Five Finger Mountain, and that mountain is a representative.
Feng Qingyang came out of the City of Sin and was closest to this place, so if he walked westward, he would inevitably pass through this wasteland of exile. At this time, he had obviously walked into the outskirts of it.
At this rate, I'm afraid I'll be able to enter the core circle in another half a year. It's easy to get in, but hard to get out. By that time, I'm afraid some things won't be easily controlled.
And if you want to get out, there is only one way, and that is to pass through the four cities. Otherwise, even if you are not an exiled person, you will still be suppressed here.
The formation jointly constructed by the four major cities sealed this place, and there was a super-strong suppression technique at the exit. By doing so, they not only restricted the exiles from going out, but also made them kill each other when competing for resources, thereby achieving the effect of consumption.
If you want to survive here, you can only fight non-stop. Only by fighting can you plunder resources, and only with resources can you survive, so you fall into a vicious circle.
Knowing that this was a deliberate act by the four cities, they had no choice but to do so. They wanted to resist, but ultimately failed. People from the outside world could not attack them, and they could not get out.
Countless people will die in every battle. This is a scene that the four major cities are happy to see. Once the secondary world is blocked and there is no infusion of spiritual energy, they will not be far from destruction.
The expectation was good. If it goes on for such a long time, there would be no need to conquer again. After countless years, I am afraid I would be destroyed.
But what they never expected was that these plans had long been worn away in countless years of fighting. Although there were no spirit stones here and the spiritual energy was scarce, a strange crystal stone was born due to the inhabitants of various evil people.
This crystal is known as a magic crystal. It contains a huge amount of spiritual energy, but the reason why it is called a magic crystal is that in addition to spiritual energy, there are also various mixed auras.
Once this aura enters the body, it will make people possessed. It can be said that every time a magic crystal is swallowed, one percent of the powerful will die, but the rest will continue to exist.
There is gain and loss. It is precisely because of the magic crystal that they will not perish due to the lack of spiritual energy, but it is also because of this that this place becomes more chaotic.
Years of war meant that this place was dark all day long. Therefore, in the two months after Feng Qingyang entered, he never saw the sky dark, but he saw the sky red twice, which was rare.
The deathly aura, resentment, demonic aura, and incomplete spiritual energy emanating from here are mixed and intertwined, seemingly to the point where they cannot be separated.
Feng Qingyang held Di Xianxian's little hand, stepped on the white bones, and walked forward. No one knew what was in his mind. Since he had already walked for two months, where would he go if he walked for another two months
He thought so in his heart, and for a moment he seemed at peace, without the previous irritability and confusion. People are like this, no matter what happens, sometimes putting yourself in someone else's shoes may lead to new discoveries.
Gradually moving forward, after another seven days, a smell of blood gradually appeared in the air. The further we walked, the stronger it became. There was also a strong smell of decay, as if something had burned.
Feng Qingyang's heart moved. Although this breath was disgusting, it was extremely fresh. He brought Di Xianxian along and galloped all the way. After walking about a thousand feet, they arrived at the center of decay.
There are two headless corpses lying here. They are huge in size. Although they have limbs, they are definitely not human. Moreover, the corpses alone are ten feet tall. I think they are from the demon race.
He took a step forward, squatted down, touched the body, and could still feel the faint residual warmth. "He really died not long ago!" He muttered, and then stood up.
"Xianxian, I'm afraid there's danger!" He said softly. Although he didn't take any action, he held Di Xianxian's hand even tighter, as if he was afraid that she would encounter any accident.
Over the past two months, he has developed a serious feeling about this place. Even a dumb person can associate it with something, not to mention that there are countless bones and a strong aura of death here!
"Why don't you go back to Jiezhu?" He asked Di Xianxian tentatively, but when he met her gaze that was about to spit fire, he immediately swallowed and took back what he was about to say.