The Land of Passage Destroyed

Regarding that cosmic rift, it shouldn't pose any danger in the short term, but it would be very difficult to break through it again.

"How many extraordinary people are there in this Exhausted Era? Even if there are, I have no conflict with them." Wang Xuan traveled through the sea of stars.

There must be some powerful figures among the ghosts, with extremely strong Roots. One of them, possessing Qi Tian, caused such great harm. I wonder if there are any super-powerful ghosts still remaining.

The rotten one in the heart of the old land is also an unstable factor. Unfortunately, this person has not been found since he left. Normally, he would not come back to cause trouble.

What Wang Xuan cared about most was Shang Yi. After the tragic death of the "Number One Person", the Sword Madman was vaguely the Number One Person of Immortal Dao Path. Only Fang Yuzhu, who rose to prominence later, could be compared with him.

"Both of his bodies can be called his true form. Could they have both left this universe?" Wang Xuan pondered, feeling most uneasy about this person.

He was even involved in the chaos of the ancient times and the murder of the Number One Person, and it is suspected that he and the Great Ghost Spirit jointly orchestrated those bloody tragedies.

A few days ago, Wang Xuan killed Mu Qing, cleaved Zhen Chao, nailed Gou Dun to death, and single-handedly destroyed two fleets with a gun. The news was hotly debated all over the starry sky. If Shang Yi were still in this universe, he would have heard the news.

Wang Xuan is now in deep space, traveling on some well-known mythical planets. If the Sword Madman is still around and desperate to kill him, he will probably try to ambush him along the way.

Wang Xuan wanted to proactively and prematurely detonate this "troublesome seed," waiting for Shang Yi to appear so he could hunt him down in reverse.

Most importantly, he wanted to obtain the Ascension Banner and hoped to integrate it into the First Killing Array Diagram!

Wang Xuan was somewhat lost in thought. In this era, he was already capable of killing Shang Yi, but in the battle nine years ago, he had suffered a terrible fate and almost died.

A few days later, he frowned, appeared on some planets, and revealed his upcoming itinerary. Instead of attracting Shang Yi, a large number of unrelated people wanted to meet him.

Wang Xuan set off again, taking out a business card. It was gleaming gold, made of pure Sun Gold, a very luxurious material, and contained his contact information.

"So many years have passed, I wonder if we can still get in touch." In the end, he activated the number and sent a signal via the spaceship.

"Who is it?" A slightly hoarse voice came from the other end, as if the person hadn't had a good rest.

"Wang Xuan".

"Huh?!" came a gasp of surprise, followed by an excited exclamation from the other person. "You've finally come to your senses and are going to walk the path of bloodline?"

Wang Xuan quickly corrected him, saying, "What are you thinking? I'm not married yet. I've come to this part of the starry sky where you are. Has your lost land moved?"

"No, where are you? I'll come pick you up," Zhang Qifan said warmly.

"Give me your planet's coordinates, I'll go there myself," Wang Xuan said.

Then, some jumbled noises came from the other end of the communication, as if someone was talking to Zhang Qifan.

"Who is it?" a middle-aged man asked.

"Wang Xuan, a person with an abnormal mental spectrum, has enormous and boundless potential."

"Who? A few days ago, he killed Mu Qing, who possessed a supreme treasure, and destroyed the Gouchen Imperial Palace Progenitor was carrying the Carefree Boat. You didn't provoke him, did you? I just heard that he's coming over. Could it be that he's going to destroy our Lost Land?!"

"Ah, I only stayed in the lab for half a month, and the world outside changed drastically. He even killed Super Peerless?!"

In the end, Zhang Qifan didn't dare send the coordinates. He was "educated" by the people of the deceased and chose an unrelated planet to meet Wang Xuan.

This is a planet that has not been overdeveloped, retaining its original appearance and beautiful scenery, with vast mountains and ancient trees.

In the evening, schools of butterflyfish leap out of the clear lake, casting a hazy glow over the lakeside quaint cottages without the need for a campfire.

Wang Xuan sipped the elven wine, a specialty of the Elf Race, the aroma lingered on his lips, while he could admire the graceful dance of the elven maidens on the grass outside the window.

Across from him at the cedarwood table, Zhang Qifan said apologetically, "Your record is too frightening; even we old guys from the Dead Land are scared."

Wang Xuan nodded, indicating that he understood.

The two had met at the Time-Space Bar years ago and had a pleasant conversation. Zhang Qifan once told him that he came from the Mingyuan Land of Passage, where technology and mythology coexisted. He believed that the extraordinary was destined to end, and they wanted to start with people with special primordial spirits and mutated bloodlines to cultivate a new kind of human.

"I mainly want to ask you about some things. Is Shang Yi still in this universe?" Wang Xuan asked.

The Eight Lost Lands are quite special. They communicate with each other, are well-connected, and possess great strength. Some of them are related to Technological Dreadful Spirits, while others evolved from extinct immortal realms. They are all considered rather unique sources.

"Shang Yi was seriously injured back then. He was chased by several mysterious old men who destroyed his Inner Scenery Realm, leaving him severely weakened and close to death."

Sure enough, Zhang Qifan knew some valuable information.

"He once carried the Ascension Banner to several places of the dead in search of divine medicine, and finally went to the Land of Technological Life. His fate is now a mystery, and there has been no news of him since."

"Could he be dead?" Wang Xuan was surprised, but he felt that the Sword Madman couldn't possibly die so easily. He was also exposed in his Inner Scenery Realm back then, but he's still doing just fine now.

"Based on Shang Yi's few words from back then, he was either recuperating from his injuries or had entered the Highest Grade Mental World," Zhang Qifan said.

"The Ascension Banner, could it be that it's no longer in this universe?" Wang Xuan muttered to himself. There was no treasure more suitable for forging into the Killing Array Diagram than this ominous treasure.

He then asked, "Are the Land of Technological Life, and your ancestors of the Mingyuan Land of Passage, all ghosts from another universe?"

"I have to correct you. Our ancestors were not ghosts. Only those 'experiencers' who walk through Chaotic Space-time and are difficult for ordinary people to see, and who have fallen, are considered ghosts. My ancestors were flesh and blood and appeared in normal times. Their timeline was not abnormal."

Zhang Qifan revealed some unusual information, but that was all; it was a record from his ancestor's autobiography that he found in the archives of the deceased's place of origin.

"By the way, Blue Lake Land of Passage has been destroyed and removed from the list of the Eight Wastelands," Zhang Qifan said in a low voice, his face slightly pale.

"Which Blue Lake Land of Passage? Could it be the one I went to before, with the Ferryman and the eyes of a giant beast that turned into the moon looking down from the sky?"

Zhang Qifan nodded solemnly and said, "That's it. It was destroyed three years ago. It's barren and turned into a dead land."

Wang Xuan was moved; that was definitely not simple. He said, "Isn't that giant beast a weapon? It's Semi-Mature Supreme Treasure."

"Want to go take a look? Before the myths decayed, the Blue Lake Land of Passage was transferred to this planet."

"You deliberately lured me here."

In the extraordinary era, the deceased can travel through time and space and can descend upon planets with mythical attributes.

"Alright, let's go take a look." That very night, they set off, about three thousand miles from the Elf Race settlement.

Under the moonlight, nothing grew in the distance, and the air was thick with the smell of decay. The bright moon in the sky was no longer the enormous eyeball it once was.

This is normal moonlight shining down. The little blue lake has dried up. In reality, it is very large, covering an area of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.

The dried-up lakebed had a faint smell of decay, and it was full of skeletons, ranging from bird remains thousands of meters long to bone fragments of gold-eating snakes as long as fingers.

Years ago, Wang Xuan went boating on the lake with the Ferryman Xu Fu, only to find the water filled with the remains of living creatures.

Now the lake has dried up, revealing the truth beneath the water.

Wang Xuan wondered, if the Ferryman Xu Fu were to return and witness this scene, how deep would his psychological trauma be? What kind of terrifying place was he guarding?

"In the past, in the darkness, when a thick fog rose over the lake, countless pairs of bright red eyes appeared, some as large as mountains, some like blood-red lanterns, densely packed, all of them were eerie spirits. Now I can understand."

Wang Xuan nodded; this place was never a good place to begin with.

"The people of this land of the dead all live on the moon, or rather, dwell inside and outside that giant beast, high in the sky, but they are all dead."

Looking at this desolate land, Zhang Qifan felt a pang of emotion. After all, as a member of the Eight Great Lands of the Dead, the fact that so many of them had been wiped out gave him a strong sense of crisis.

"Have you made any important discoveries?" Wang Xuan asked.

"Yes!" Zhang Qifan nodded.

Wang Xuan chuckled. The other party chose this planet and brought him here, probably to give him these clues.

Zhang Qifan said awkwardly, "The myth ended, and we There Are Supreme Treasures. Although we made some discoveries, after witnessing some terrifying scenes, we dared not investigate any further."

He took out an ancient stone slab and said, "This is a strange object. It was once buried in this dead land. Back then, it truly recorded some eerie scenes."

He added, "It even captured images of creatures like the ghost spirits, which are imperceptible to ordinary people and difficult for cultivators to see."

Wang Xuan took it and activated some Supernatural Factor, instantly turning the entire stone slab red-hot. Zhang Qifan was startled, feeling that this person's Super Material was too domineering, and that the wonder must not be destroyed.

Fortunately, the stone slab held up, revealing a series of silent, yet terrifying images.

The moonlight was bright, and a thin mist swirled around the blue lake. Everything was gentle and beautiful. But suddenly, the bright moon in the sky began to bleed profusely.

Then, it revealed its true form: a colossal beast with a snake's head, a leopard's body covered in scales, enormous vermilion bird wings, and sharp roc claws beneath its four thick legs.

Its true form filled the sky, and many creatures burst out from within, wailing in the night sky, in a state of extreme pain, but no sound could be heard, and then they exploded one after another.

The behemoth belonged to the Vanished, Supernatural Civilization and had been forged into Semi-Mature Supreme Treasure. Now it was shrinking, and the last of the creatures that inhabited it had escaped, only to explode one after another under the truly desolate moonlight, their deaths shrouded in mystery.

Below, a thick fog blanketed the blue lake, and countless pairs of blood-red eyes stared wide open—these were densely packed, eerie spirits. They trembled and howled, but no sound could be heard through the images recorded on the stone slab.

Until the giant beast in the sky shrank to two meters tall, stood upright and landed on the ground. All the dead creatures that lived on it died, not one of them remained. Blood spilled down, staining the blue lake red.

In the lake, the fog thickened, and the eerie spirits trembled. Their crimson eyes were no longer frightening; instead, they were filled with terror.

Finally, footsteps sounded, and someone approached, making the place seem even more eerie and terrifying.

The originally silent scene suddenly became filled with sound—the footsteps of a single creature, the dead creatures of the land, and the endless ghosts, their wails echoing through the silence.

The giant weapon, shrunk to just over a meter tall, which had been standing upright, knelt down on one knee when faced with the terrifying and mysterious creature approaching from afar.

Wang Xuan's pupils contracted as he stared at the creature!