C559 – A Mysterious Pond
Walking in the Burial World.
In this world, desolation reigned, and everything appeared in shades of black and white.
Colors other than black and white were completely absent from sight.
As Zhang Xuan entered, he sensed a potent corrosive force enveloping him, but the system shielded him from its effects.
Zhang Xuan chose not to employ any supernatural abilities and instead proceeded step by step through the Burial World. Within this realm, monotony and terror permeated every corner.
Zhang Xuan could sense the presence of countless soul entities emerging around him. Concealed within the darkness, they were driven by an insatiable craving for his life force.
“Roar…”
Some of these entities possessed limited intelligence, while others seemed to lack any form of consciousness. They lunged at Zhang Xuan, opening their mouths in an attempt to bite him.
However, before they made contact with Zhang Xuan, these entities emitted a faint sound and then completely vanished.
Gradually, these entities became hesitant to approach Zhang Xuan, no longer daring to draw near.
“Kowtow!”
The imposing blood Qi emanating from Zhang Xuan’s body caught the attention of a large individual. Dozens of Ghost Monarchs swiftly approached, their eyes gleaming with avarice upon seeing Zhang Xuan.
As Ji Wuming had described, although this Ghost Monarch possessed immense power, its intellect was limited. Encountering a Ghost Monarch like the one Loong Linshuang had faced was a rarity.
When spotting Zhang Xuan, the Ghost Monarchs wasted no time. They bellowed and charged forward, their colossal forms causing the Void to tremble and resounding explosions to fill the air.
Witnessing this scene, the feeble spirits in the vicinity were overcome with terror and fled in panicked disarray.
They trembled with horror, their bodies unable to remain still. Enveloped by such a fearsome aura, escape became their instinctual response.
However, the ensuing scene left these tiny beings dumbfounded.
With a mere wave of his hand, Zhang Xuan transformed a dozen towering Ghost Monarchs into soul entities no larger than hamsters.
“Chirp! Chirp!”
The speed at which they attacked was too fast. They suddenly lost their strength, but their speed was still there. One by one, they bumped into Zhang Xuan’s outstretched hands like jelly.
Ghost Monarch felt the pain. He reached out his little paw and rubbed his head. He looked at Zhang Xuan in shock. He did not understand why the blood food in front of him had suddenly become so big. It was almost tens of thousands of times bigger than the blood food in front of him.
Although their Spiritual Wisdom was low, they knew that Zhang Xuan was not someone to be trifled with. They immediately turned around and fled.
“Void Thunder!”
The Palm Lightning struck down with a loud bang. A few lightning bolts as thick as buckets struck Ghost Monarch’s body. They did not even have the time to scream before they completely disappeared.
All the living beings in the surroundings were shocked, and their bodies trembled. Such divine might had terrified them.
Zhang Xuan took a step forward. The Void changed. He arrived at a valley. Finally, the color of this place was no longer monotonous.
There were fresh flowers and green grass, but that was all. Everything else was no different from the surroundings.
There was an old monster in the valley. It seemed to have sensed Zhang Xuan’s arrival. The old monster unleashed its Qi and warned Zhang Xuan not to enter. This was his territory.
Zhang Xuan smiled at the valley. He didn’t go in, but turned around and walked away.
After walking for an unknown period of time, Zhang Xuan started to feel irritated.
This world was too monotonous, as if you were placed in the North Pole. At the beginning, when you saw the white snow, you might be excited, have fun, and run enthusiastically, but what about when you lived in the North Pole for a few years?
Looking around, apart from the white, there was still white everywhere. At that time, would you still think that the snow was beautiful?
Furthermore, in this place, Zhang Xuan could not find any sense of direction. There was no sun, and there was only a blood moon above his head.
The River of the Netherworld was always there, and it was extremely humid everywhere.
There was no warmth in this place, only endless coldness. Zhang Xuan didn’t know why this place was so cold.
There were actually people here, but these people had numb expressions on their faces. They just kept walking forward with their heads lowered. No one was leading the way, but these people seemed to know that they were going in.
Could it be that the reason why the system let him in was to let him see these things?
Zhang Xuan felt depressed. This dog system was like this. Giving him a mission didn’t mean that it was to let him do it.
Slowly, Zhang Xuan finally found flowers by the roadside.
It was actually a very bright flower, a blood red color.
Paramita Flower.
“So this is the Yellow Springs Road!”
This was the first time Zhang Xuan had spoken after entering the Burial World. He didn’t expect that his first sentence would cause him to frown.
At this moment, his voice was hoarse, as if metal was rubbing against each other.
Zhang Xuan took out his phone and turned on the selfie mode. When he saw the person on the phone, he was so scared that he almost threw his phone out.
His face was sallow, his eyes sunken, and his skin was as dry as tree bark.
His eyes were very dim and there was no light at all. He had almost changed his face. What was the difference between him and the ancestors of those families?
He took out the water bag. Only now did he remember that he had not drunk water for an unknown period of time.
When the sweet water entered his throat, the great dao energy within his body surged, as if there was a great sea surging within his body, surging with great waves.
“Hong!”
With a resounding boom, his Great Dao unexpectedly extended ten meters ahead.
Zhang Xuan was taken aback. It was the first time his Great Dao had autonomously extended without the assistance of the system.
An immense surge of worldly essence enveloped him, covering the sky and the earth, submerging Zhang Xuan within its embrace.
Zhang Xuan clasped his hands behind his back, observing that the spiritual energy in the Burial World appeared identical to that of the universe; there seemed to be no discernible difference.
However, why were the living beings unable to cultivate upon arriving here?
Zhang Xuan was puzzled. Reverting to his original appearance from the phone, he proceeded alongside these individuals.
Attempting to communicate with them, Zhang Xuan realized they were akin to walking corpses, devoid of their own spiritual wisdom.
Nonetheless, unlike the ancestors of major families with decaying faces, these individuals displayed no distinguishing features. Aside from their inability to communicate, they appeared identical to living beings, leaving no disparity between them.
Zhang Xuan’s curiosity heightened. Eventually, they reached their destination—a pond. Unattended, the water within it continuously churned.
Strikingly, despite the constant rotation, the water’s surface resembled a mirror.
One by one, the people entered the pond, submerging themselves until they reached the vortex. Their ultimate destination remained a mystery.
Zhang Xuan approached the pond and peered inside, utterly astonished by the person caught within the vortex.
The figure inside was him, yet not him.
The reflection within the vortex was actually his previous life. Despite having identical faces, Zhang Xuan could discern the difference at a glance.
Could it be that the other side of the vortex led to Earth?
The mere thought ignited a surge of excitement within Zhang Xuan’s heart. That world held countless memories, including many beautiful ones.
Emboldened by this idea, he took a step forward.
“Zhang Xuan, what are you doing? There are so many people watching. Quickly, get up!”
Zhang Xuan was taken aback. He lifted his head and, upon seeing the face of the person who spoke, he was left speechless.