Some places could only truly be felt by setting foot there yourself.
Chu Xingchen's first impression of the Western Ox-He Continent was one of gloom and deathly silence.
Sweeping his gaze around, Chu Xingchen could tell that most of those deep, crisscrossing ravines had been blasted out by cultivators.
And for some unknown reason, trees, flowers, and grass were scarce here, yet the soil was not sandy.
It seemed there were some things even time could not smooth over.
Chu Xingchen had finished researching at the Heavenly Derivation Sect, given Lü Xuan a warning, and even left a letter with Bai Xuanling.
Lü Xuan had not stopped Chu Xingchen from reading the Heavenly Derivation Sect's records of the great calamity back then, readily digging them all out for him.
However, perhaps because the fighting back then had been far too brutal, there were severe gaps in the information for many years.
There were even inconsistencies between earlier and later accounts.
There was some useful information, but not much, and so much had changed with the passing of time that it was hard to say how things actually stood.
With all the Heavenly Derivation Sect's information gathered, what remained was to verify it and seek out new information.
As for where to look, the choice was naturally clear.
The great calamity had begun in the Western Ox-He Continent back then, and it had ultimately ended there too.
Whatever the case, the Western Ox-He Continent was bound to retain the most information and traces concerning the so-called [Demon].
Chu Xingchen had come alone this time. He had also told Lü Xuan that if his disciples had nothing to do and came looking for him, he should say Chu Xingchen was in seclusion preparing to break through to the next realm.
He had