In the strange fog.
Pang Jian looked at the huge gray ape statue with a little surprise, and couldn't help but think of the gray ape in the Cenji Mountains.
The two have the same appearance and should belong to the same group, the only difference is the pupils.
His old friend had a pair of rare ice-blue eyes instead of the gray eyes that matched his skin color.
"Something unusual has happened on the Holy Spirit Continent. Li Yuqing's visit, the appearance of the gray giant ape, and the words of the black tortoise..."
Pang Jian pondered secretly, always feeling that there was something weird about this world, perhaps it was related to the Holy Spirit Continent.
With a thought, he flew behind the giant ape statue and reached out to grasp the flag with the Tai Chi diagram on it.
The flags were filled with dirty alien power and pure spiritual power, and the two sides were clearly distinguished.
He was surprised that they did not erode or cancel each other out.
This land covered by strange fog is different from the situation in Beiqi.
Beiqi was just covered by a strange fog in the sky, just like the forbidden land of Juetian, there was space above the earth.
And now he was on earth, with strange fog everywhere, covering everything.
Because of this, there is no power here, no dirty strange power or spiritual power.
So, where do the two forces in the Tai Chi diagram come from
Could it be a relic from the previous era
Pang Jian, who was confused, held the flagpole and used his spiritual sense and the strange power in his body to perceive.
The next moment, the flagpole and the banner in his hands suddenly turned into ashes.
The dirty strange power within the Tai Chi diagram and the pure spiritual power of heaven and earth also became nothingness within the strange fog.
"Pang Jian, don't move!"
Fan Chen of Taiyi Divine Kingdom said dissatisfiedly: "There are not many things left here. I want to judge what happened based on the objects I can find!"
Pang Jian frowned slightly and did not answer.
The banner was destroyed, but the scene in which the foul strange power and the spiritual power of heaven and earth coexisted within the Tai Chi diagram left a deep impression on him.
He remembered what Master Hunyuan had said, saying that the dirty alien power and spiritual power are the two poles of heaven and earth, like yin and yang, sun and moon, water and fire.
His Chaos Sea can be filled with spiritual power or with foul alien power, but the two cannot coexist.
Just like the race that relies on dirty alien power to grow stronger, and the human race that now dominates Purgatory, the two are incompatible.
"If my Chaos Sea can also be like the one in the Tai Chi diagram, with two forces coexisting..."
Pang Jian thought deeply.
Fan Chen sighed again: "Time erodes everything."
He had paper and pen in his hands. Looking at the giant ape statue and the ruined city behind it, he lowered his head and wrote down some things.
"In my opinion, this continent, like the Holy Spirit Continent, was once the territory of the ancient demon race."
"The demon race was eventually annihilated by powerful alien warriors, and this continent was also hidden in the strange fog."
"In the early days of the Fourth Realm, there must have been pieces of intact land floating on the surface. It was only because of the wars between races that they were shattered by the most powerful beings and turned into pieces of broken land."
Fan Chen expressed his views.
Those who came from the first world and had no interest in the ancient history that disappeared in the long river of time all remained silent.
They were all thinking about the shocking news revealed in Fan Chen's words.
After a moment.
Fan Chen used his spiritual sense to inspect the vicinity of the city and said helplessly, "There are only dry bones left, and nothing else of value. Pang Jian, you continue to lead the way, and we will look around."
"good."
Pang Jian nodded.
A few days later.
Led by Pang Jian, the group wandered in the land filled with strange fog and saw more cities.
We also saw many other magnificent stone statues in different shapes, such as Qilin, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, etc.
The situation is much the same.
Giant stone statues like guardian gods stood around the ruined city. Most of them were destroyed like the city itself, not even a single intact one was left.
The first one they saw, the gray giant ape sitting in silence, was the most intact one.
The shattering of stone statues, the collapse of the simple and dilapidated city, and the dry bones of ferocious and spiritual beasts.
There was no need for Fan Chen to deduce, as everyone had a picture in their minds and knew that there must be another force that poured into this land and exterminated the ancient demon clan.
Most of the monster clan's precious animal hearts, horns, rubber bands, and flesh were taken away by the knife-wielding slaughterers, while others were corroded by the strange fog.
"Back in the day, there should have been many lands like this one and the Holy Spirit Continent, full of ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts." Pure Land's Lv Yanshu shook his head and sighed, "Now, the only land belonging to the demon race is the Holy Spirit Continent."
He followed Fan Chen's statement and used the same term for ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts.
"The land is not protruding outwards, but the strange fog is retreating."
Liu Youyu's voice suddenly came from the Feiyu boat. She continued without showing her face, "I sensed the aura of Ling Yimo from the Ghost Sacrifice Sect."
Pang Jian was stunned.
His spiritual sense had the widest coverage, but he didn't even notice Ling Yimo's aura. He didn't expect that Liu Youyu could.
"Come with me."
The flying fish boat roared in the strange fog.
A few hours later.
In Pang Jian's opinion, this city simply does not exist.
It is like a bubble in the water, a mirage, or an empty projection of another city in the world.
But right in front of the gate of this imaginary city, there was a row of words left in the so-called ancient demonic language.
"The God and Demon Creation Institute!"
Fan Chen was horrified.
He pointed at this unreal city in the void and said to everyone: "Ling Yimo may not have lied! Hong Qiming didn't deceive us either!"
Pang Jian's heart was shocked, and he instantly engraved those five words in his mind and looked for the source demon to compare them.
It is indeed the God and Demon Creation Institute!
Hu Yuanfei screamed: "Ling Yimo!"
In the illusory bluestone city, a ghostly figure was seen floating. She flew through the empty streets and flashed through some open windows.
It was Ling Yimo, the first one to go deep into it and who everyone thought was missing.
"Sister Ling! Shouldn't you come over and explain to everyone why the text you saw in Dragon Heart is different from what Fan Chen said?" Shen Yanxi shouted loudly.
However, Ling Yimo seemed not to have heard it and was still wandering in the city like a wandering ghost.
"That's not her body, but her soul." Liu Youyu spoke softly, "I don't know where her body is. All I can feel is her soul."
This introverted girl from the Yuan Qing Divine Kingdom emerged from the Flying Fish Boat, holding the Xuantian Divine Mirror in her hand.
She pointed the Xuantian Divine Mirror at the illusory bluestone city.
Pang Jian took a glance and saw only Ling Yimo's fleeting figure in the Xuantian Divine Mirror, but no city made of bluestone, and no God and Demon Creation Institute.
“Perhaps only the soul can freely travel through this mysterious God and Demon Creation Center.”
Liu Youyu bit her lower lip, put away the Xuantian Divine Mirror, looked at everyone and said, "Ling Yimo's soul escaped from her body and moved around inside with her soul. If she can do it, we should be able to do it too."
Hu Yuanfei's face changed color: "Is that God and Demon Creation Institute real or illusory? Ling Yimo, you can't hear our voices, is your soul in another world?"
"It is also possible that the God and Demon Creation Institute is an illusion to us now, but it will become real once the soul enters it." Fan Chen said.
“You who are in the Soul Wandering Realm can give it a try.” Lu Yanshu smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, “I am only in the Concentrated Mind Realm, and I don’t have the ability to separate my soul from my body, so I won’t get involved.”
Zhou Qingchen, Wu Yuan, and the couple from the Ancient Law Sect, who were all in the state of concentration, nodded slightly.
"The soul and the true body are connected." Fan Chen pondered and said, "I suggest that you don't rush into it with your soul, but find Ling Yimo's true body first."
Hu Yuanfei agreed: "That's right, it would be better to find Ling Yimo's true body and ask her directly what's going on!"
"Isn't she in the state of concentrated mind? Why can her soul leave her body?" Zhou Qingchen interrupted.
Then he realized that, except for Pang Jian, everyone else looked at him as if he were a fool.
"Okay, I get it, her soul is different from that of ordinary people!" Zhou Qingchen said angrily.
"Everyone, spread out and look for Ling Yimo's real body."
Everyone either spread out their spiritual awareness or formed groups to search everywhere.
Pang Jian didn't move.
His spiritual sense covered a wide range and he could see everyone's every move. He also saw that the Flying Fish Boat floated in a circle and suddenly stopped.
Liu Youyu flew out and stood next to a small skeleton wearing a white dress. She shouted softly, "Ling Yimo is dead."
Upon hearing the sound, everyone gathered over immediately.
They soon saw the familiar white skirt, the green and purple talismans on the edge of the skirt, and a storage ring.
These are the characteristics of Ling Yimo's clothing.
Ling Yimo was left with only crystal white bones without any flesh or internal organs. There was still a hint of spiritual energy in his bones, and it seemed that he had not been dead for long.
"The God and Demon Creation Institute!"
From a far distance, at the limit of Pang Jian's spiritual perception, Hong Qiming's exclamation was heard.
Zhou Yi who disappeared for a long time, Hong Qiming who was deeply trapped here, and Su Li who was familiar to him...
One figure after another flashed in his field of vision.
"Zhou Yi, Hong Qiming, gather another group of people here." Pang Jian reminded.
Everyone, who were already shocked by Ling Yimo's body turning into bones, were even more shocked by this news.
"They have also seen the God and Demon Creation Institute and are slowly and cautiously approaching." Pang Jian stared at the approaching group of people, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Perhaps, we should stay away from this place first."
"Pang Jian, can you see them?" Hu Yuanfei asked curiously.
"Um."
"They can't see you?"
"It seems so."
Hu Yuanfei suggested: "Then everyone should leave here quickly and don't touch anything on Ling Yimo's body! Leave this place to Zhou Yi and his men, and let Pang Jian keep an eye on their every move!"
Everyone responded.
So half an hour later, Zhou Yi, Hong Qiming and their group arrived and successfully found Ling Yimo's body.
"Is Ling Yimo dead? Or has he abandoned his body and gone to the God and Demon Creation Institute as a spirit?" Hong Qiming looked at Su Li and Cao Jingbai with a gloomy face and said, "Given the current situation, someone else must go in as a spirit to find out what's going on."
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(End of this chapter)