This is a building from ten thousand years ago, a fortified palace to defend against foreign invasion, a grand hall to preserve civilization!
Perhaps there was once an overwhelming power on the battle flags, perhaps there was once awe-inspiring majesty in the palace, and perhaps there was once a spark of civilization in the city.
But now, amidst the vast yellow sands, they have withered away. Their once invincible glory and majesty were reduced to ashes in a certain calamity, leaving only broken walls and ruins to tell the story of the past vicissitudes.
The will spread throughout the entire City Lord's Manor, and the immense will instantly detected all obstacles in front of him. With the information transmitted by the will, Xu Long's heart stirred, and his figure, accompanied by a gust of wind, quickly swept out of the mansion.
The scattered will was blocked by a barrier as it approached the main hall. Xu Long concentrated his will but could not break through the barrier even slightly outside the main hall.
The tightly closed door seemed to separate the inside from the outside into two worlds, and no matter what method was used, it was impossible to glimpse even a fraction of what lay within.
Xu Long glanced at the nine deep pits outside the City Lord's Manor. After a moment's thought, he began to chant incantations. The incantations for large-scale formations were obtained from the Legend of Mount Shu World.
When Xu Long first asked Hong Gu for the Spirit-Gathering Array, Hong Gu taught him the incantation. This time, he was turned away outside the main hall, so Xu Long thought of trying the array incantation.
As he began chanting the incantation, Xu Long also channeled his Magic Power into the nine sinkholes. His will then attached itself to the remaining magic pestle within the sinkholes, and his Magic Power and will gradually fused together with the pestle.
This massive formation was indeed the work of a master. Even though ten thousand years had passed and the banners on it had lost their guidance, the formation still slowly activated when Xu Long poured his Magic Power down.
The magic pestle in the will is gradually moving, and the formation that has not been opened for ten thousand years is seeing the light of day again. The past that was once buried in history is about to be uncovered.
Xu Long continuously poured his Magic Power into it, his will enveloping the magic pestle. As he chanted the incantation faster and faster, a powerful energy emanated from the City Lord's Manor.
The rugged hall trembled for a moment, as if it had been opened again after being covered in dust for thousands of years in the city, and its secrets would be explored once more. A long-sealed energy fluctuation emanated from it.
Xu Long was startled. Hong Gu was indeed a formation cultivator with great fortune. The incantation she passed on to him actually matched the large formation in the City Lord's Manor. This was truly an unexpected delight.
A figure flashed past the gate of a rugged hall. With a creak, the two heavy wooden doors, which had been closed for thousands of years, were opened a crack again.
The accumulated dust on the floor was instantly blown away by the strong wind, and the hall, sealed for thousands of years, was opened again today. A bolt of lightning flashed across the crack, and a moment later, the heavy wooden doors of the hall closed automatically again.
As Xu Long's figure passed through the doorway of the main hall, he felt as if he had passed through a barrier. He opened the main hall using legitimate methods and was not hindered.
As he stepped through the two large doors and landed inside the main hall, Xu Long felt as if he were in a separate space, an independent space isolated from the outside, and the two large doors were a barrier.
No wonder his will couldn't penetrate the door; behind it was an independent space. Xu Long had entered many small spaces on his cultivation journey.
These small spaces are often created by highly accomplished individuals who imitate the universe and incorporate their own understanding of world truths and rules.
Creating a secluded world within the universe is an extremely profound technique, but such a space cannot be considered a true paradise.
Because there are not enough resources to sustain the development of the small space, it can only rely on the energy supply of the owner. Therefore, it can only be considered a fragmented space, meaning an unstable small space that will wither away.
What is hidden in the fragmented space of the City Lord's Manor?
Xu Long raised his head and looked at the open dome of the hall. Inside the hall were countless books. When his will spread throughout the hall, he could also feel the huge paintings on the walls.
The colossal statues on the wall are now mottled and peeling, their once vibrant colors faded and indistinct, and one can only discern the artist's intentions through their blurry shadows.
Sunlight streamed down from the open dome, illuminating the entire interior of the hall. Xu Long stood directly beneath the dome, radiating a sense of holiness as he bathed in the sunlight.
As the immense will continued to extend, countless books inside the hall began to move without wind, and those picture albums that had been treasured for millennia began to turn.
The history buried for thousands of years began to emerge. As Xu Long carefully explored the interior of the entire hall, ancient images gradually rose in his mind.
Once upon a time, in the myriad realms, there was an extremely remote world. It was far from the center of the universe, unprotected by the Heavenly Dao, where the rules did not manifest and Reincarnation Temple did not take place.
The energy here has become disordered with that of other worlds, preventing the spiritual energy from circulating freely. This is a barren land, a world imprisoned.
Without the constraints of world rules, powerful beings at the Immortal Realm cannot be born here; without the operation of the Heavenly Dao, it cannot connect with the myriad worlds; without the spiritual energy that can be circulated and preserved, there are no blessed lands or grotto-heavens.
Over time, this space becomes barren and silent. Since it is a place naturally formed, it will not die. However, it will imprison all those who enter this place, preventing them from ever escaping the confinement of this world.
This is the Land of Exile!
In the ancient times of the gods, the Land of Exile was once a place of prisoners.
In numerous fierce battles, amidst historical conspiracies, and swayed by the whims of the people, even those once high and mighty beings perished, and even those once immortal glories were extinguished.
After their crushing defeat, countless gods were banished to the Land of Exile by a new power.
They imprisoned the ancient nobles, the gods, the powerful beings who once looked down upon the world, and the omnipotent immortals within this world.
Let them never glimpse the outside world, let them suffer forever, let this barren land bury them, let this imprisoned space seal away their past.
This is a world that imprisons prisoners; this is a world that buries glory.
The immortal deeds that once graced the myriad realms, the undying myths of the ancient times, and the once shining brilliance of history—all have become victims between the old and new forces.
Among those banished to the Land of Exile were all sorts of cultivators. When they first arrived, they did not gather together, but scattered in all directions, hoping to re-establish order and rules in this world.
However, this Land of Exile is a stable world, in which the World's Origin Will has arisen, causing many powerful beings who wanted to refine this world to abandon their naive ideas.
There is no spiritual energy in this world, and the few spiritual veins that exist produce very little. Many gods who come to this Land of Exile experience a direct decline in their cultivation level after a long period of financial hardship.
Among these prisoners were truly vicious cultivators. The barren land was already lacking in resources, making the few remaining spiritual veins all the more precious.
As their own cultivation levels declined, everyone was forced to start paying attention to these inferior spiritual veins.
Rules and order did not arise in barren lands, but desires and rights were reborn in people's hearts.
In order to maintain their respective realms, they began to fight over spiritual vein resources, and began to fight each other. However, spiritual vein resources are not unclaimed lands, and there are also fearless Desolate Beast in the Land of Exile.
They are native species of the Land of Exile. These Desolate Beast often possess innate supernatural abilities. Their physical bodies are already incredibly strong enough to survive in the barren land, and their thirst for spiritual veins is etched into their genes.
The two sides engaged in fierce battles for resources. The ferocious fighting style and incredibly tough bodies of the Desolate Beast greatly shocked the cultivators, allowing some of them to understand how to survive in barren lands.
However, in the battles, the cultivators quickly discovered that these beasts did not possess great wisdom and were easily defeated one by one in combat. In the hands of some deities with beast-taming spells, some Desolate Beast had already been tamed by powerful cultivators.
After a chaotic war, Desolate Beast and cultivators split into a slightly balanced force, while the battles between cultivators caused some once immortal gods to disappear forever into history.
It is an irony that one can coexist with Desolate Beast that lack great wisdom, while fellow cultivators are locked in a life-or-death struggle!
Later, the cultivators discovered that another creature, entirely blue, also lived in the Land of Exile.
These blue creatures can exhale extremely cold air. They usually live in extreme environments, their scales are almost as hard as metal, and their vitality is extremely tenacious.
Within their group, there is a very strict hierarchy. Some powerful pythons can reproduce, so they indirectly rule the entire group, while weaker pythons can only submit to orders.
Although the beast python is powerful, it is still a beast and cannot directly contend with the gods. Even the weaker beast race cannot compete with cultivators.
However, when facing cultivators, the azure python can exhale extremely cold mist, which can instantly freeze any object. Anything within the mist will instantly turn into an ice sculpture.
The cultivator who turned into an ice sculpture had already lost the continuation of life, which meant he was effectively dead.
When the pythons gather together, they can all open their mouths and exhale blue mist at the same time. This is their innate supernatural power, an invincible supernatural power that originated in the Land of Exile!
This fog terrified cultivators for a long time, as there was no way to deal with it; it became a nightmare for almost all cultivators.
Everything stops within the mist, so cultivators also call the blue mist the Eternity Ice Mist, and the beast-like python that breathes in and out the Eternity Ice Mist is called the Mist Beast.
The endless wars between cultivators have claimed countless lives. The corpses of these beings would quickly disappear in other worlds due to the existence of rules, turning into spiritual energy and returning to the world.
However, there are no fixed world rules operating in the Land of Exile, and the chaotic order will not allow the corpses of powerful beings to disappear so quickly, nor will the corpses of cultivators quickly dissipate into spiritual energy and return to the world.
The Mist Beast were initially few in number, but after discovering the corpses of some powerful beings, they began to lay their eggs on the corpses.
These powerful beings cultivated for countless years, and their corpses contained the laws of heaven. When the beast eggs they laid parasitized the corpses, they were essentially absorbing the power left behind by these powerful beings in their lifetime.
Foreign cultivators weren't so depraved as to do disrespectful things to corpses, but the Mist Beast that survived in extreme environments wouldn't care about such things.
The Mist Beast that grow on the bodies of powerful beings are more powerful than the original Mist Beast. In addition to their innate supernatural abilities, their combat power has also greatly increased.
The Mist Beast that grew from the corpses of powerful cultivators eventually became the most powerful creatures in the Land of Exile. They led their tribes to grow stronger and began to gain the upper hand in battles against the cultivators.
What's most terrifying is that, because they parasitize the corpses of powerful beings, some of these Mist Beast have begun to attempt to condense Inner Core within their bodies—a kind of cultivation path of Golden Cicada.
The energy within the corpse of a powerful being cannot dissipate in a short time; his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth and his control over the rules of the world remain temporarily within the corpse.
When the Mist Beast lay their eggs, they parasitize former powerful beings, planting their own bloodline and energy into the eggs and seizing the former energy and insights from the corpses of those powerful beings.
This was an experiment never before seen in the Land of Exile; it was an absolutely ingenious feat!
In a barren land devoid of the Reincarnation Temple of Heavenly Dao and the rules of the world, a herd of uncivilized beasts embarked on a path that cultivators had never imagined!
The Mist Beast that grow up within it are destined to become the new leaders; they are Mist Beast that have truly developed intelligence!
From then on, battles between Desolate Beast and cultivators decreased significantly, because the cultivators were conserving their strength, knowing that the current Mist Beast were by no means the same as Desolate Beast lacking great intelligence.
The Mist Beast that grow from the corpses of powerful beings are intelligent creatures and the true mortal enemies of cultivators!
Because of the special nature of the Land of Exile, the corpses of cultivators cannot disappear and turn into spiritual energy to give back to the world. Therefore, after the corpses are parasitized by the Mist Beast there, the powerful Mist Beast will take on the original appearance of the cultivators, and the corpses will completely wither and disappear after the beast eggs are hatched.
When the ancient gods fought against the leader of the Mist Beast, they also killed some powerful Mist Beast. Indeed, these beasts had Inner Core condensed under their bellies, and the energy contained in these Inner Core was exactly the same as the gods' understanding of the world.
This is the secret to the Mist Beast breaking through to the Immortal Realm. They seized the laws and truths from the corpses of powerful beings and managed to break through to the Immortal Realm within the confined land!
If the Inner Core of a powerful Mist Beast is not properly stored after it is Inner Core, the Mist Beast will instantly dissipate into the world.
In the Land of Exile, which possesses the power of confinement, the strange characteristics of the Mist Beast perfectly complement the flaws of the cultivators themselves.