As Luo Jiujiang watched, the drop of blood silently seeped into the rock without causing any unusual movement.

And Luo Jiujiang made a promise at this moment.

"I don't know if you still care about Qianling... But as long as I live, I will never let the same thing happen to Qianling."

"Have a safe journey."

Luo Jiujiang stood silently for a long time, quietly sending the remaining obsession of the Dragon God on its final journey.

As descendants who will still be blessed by His grace thousands of years later, as family members who may never be recognized by Him in their entire lives.

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After a short rest, Luo Jiujiang continued to advance towards the mountain.

Although the light in the mountain belly was dim before, it was illuminated by the dark blue light of the dragon god's phantom, and with Luo Jiujiang's Jindan cultivator's eyesight, he could still see everything clearly. However, after the dragon's shadow disappeared, the place turned completely dark.

Where does the light come from in the heart of the mountain? I don’t know if it’s because the essence of the five elements itself has the characteristic of absorbing light. The darkness here is much thicker than outside, almost to the point where you can’t see your hand in front of you.

During this period, Luo Jiujiang also tried to light a fire stick or hold up a night pearl, but it had no effect at all.

It seems that this place only allows certain special beings to illuminate people, such as the phantom of the dragon and Han Qianling.

Since Luo Jiujiang couldn't find a suitable light source, he didn't worry too much about it. He just let go of his senses and walked carefully in the cave.

When he first saw this coconut-shaped hill from the outside, he thought it was round and cute, even dwarfed by other peaks. But it wasn't until he walked inside that he realized there must be something else going on.

At least according to Luo Jiujiang's own estimation, if you add up all the distance he has walked since entering this place, he would have no problem walking around the outside of this "green coconut ball" three or four times.

Was it the folding of space here? Or was it the nature of the Five Elements Essence itself? Luo Jiujiang pondered silently in his mind, but his steps never stopped.

At this moment, he had almost fully unleashed his full senses. With every step he took, his consciousness slid inch by inch across the mountain wall beside him. Although the rock wall here was rough, dry, and uniform, it still had distinct differences in the depths of Luo Jiujiang's consciousness.

He walked like this for half an hour, but still didn't feel that the rock wall on his side overlapped with the previous path.

This long road without light seems to have no end.

Luo Jiujiang never let down his guard, nor did he feel impatient about it.

When he was just starting out, he encountered a huge change, but he was still able to walk alone on the white snowfield in the dead land for two days and two nights. Now, his patience is naturally better.

He did not miss any details that might be different.

About half an hour later, Luo Jiujiang suddenly stopped.

"The third level, is this it?" he asked tentatively.

The mountain walls pushed his voice back from all directions—"The third level, is this it?"

Luo Jiujiang: “…”

"My name is Luo Jiujiang."

——"My name is Luo Jiujiang."

"May I ask who you are?"

——"May I ask who you are, Your Excellency?"

"Do you know where this place is?"

——"Do you know where this place is?"

Luo Jiujiang: “…”

Even though he knew that every question he said would get the same answer, Luo Jiujiang still persisted and tried several times.

This wasn't because I suddenly felt childish and wanted to listen to my own echo for fun, but because the sound of my learning to speak that bounced back wasn't an echo at all.

There is no place in the world where an echo, when it bounces back, will spontaneously change from a clear tone between youth and youth to a childish voice.

The pronunciation of the child's voice was a little unclear, and the intonation and rhythm of the pronunciation were completely different from Luo Jiujiang's speaking tone.

Rather than an echo or a tease, it was more like a parrot clumsily mimicking someone else's voice.

Luo Jiujiang thought for a moment and tried to make his words more straightforward and simple: "Can you understand what I'm saying?"

——"Can you understand me when I speak?"

"Where is this?"

“…”

This time, the child's voice did not babble anymore.

Luo Jiujiang heard the boy utter two words unclearly. Perhaps because he did not have Luo Jiujiang as a template to learn from, the two words even sounded like they had some "milky" bubbles.

"chaos."

"……where?"

"chaos."