Chapter 1274: Journey to the Great Wilderness 4

The evil cultivator let out a shrill scream. He could feel his spiritual power being purified bit by bit by the chains, and the newly sprouted demonic energy was also dissipating inch by inch.

"No! My power!"

The evil cultivator's body began to collapse, and his black robe shattered into pieces, revealing his body underneath, which had long been corroded by evil magic and was no longer in human form.

He took one last look at Luo Li, his eyes filled with hatred and even more fear. "They won't let you go! The will of the demon god will eventually come!"

Before he could finish his words, he had completely turned into ashes, leaving only the blood-red crystal that fell to the ground and shattered with a final wail.

Luo Li picked up the crystal fragment, and felt a biting chill at her fingertips.

The will of the devil?

After fifteen hundred years in this wilderness, and a thousand years before the catastrophe of gods and demons that swept across the continent, there are already people who know about the devil?

Is it a coincidence, or is someone deliberately guiding it?

The night wind blew her long hair, and hurried footsteps were heard at the entrance of the alley.

Luo Li looked up and saw several spiritual masters wearing Cang family clothes running towards them with torches in their hands. Leading them was Cang Xuan, whom she had met in Cang Mansion during the day.

"Miss Luo Li?" Cang Xuan frowned as he saw the mess on the ground. "Did you encounter an evil cultivator?"

Luo Li nodded and handed him the broken blood-colored crystal: "He has demonic energy in his body and even mentioned the demon god."

Cang Xuan took the crystal fragment, and as soon as his fingertips touched it, his expression suddenly changed: "This aura is exactly the same as the black stone dug out from under the Black Wind Cliff three years ago!"

"Black Stone?"

"It's a fist-sized black stone, completely pitch black. It can absorb spiritual energy and emits a cold and gloomy aura," Cang Xuan said in a deep voice. "At that time, the elders of the clan said it was an ominous object, so they suppressed it under the ancient stele of the Cang family."

Luo Li's heart was shocked.

Ancient monument!

The old man guarding the mountain said that the ancient stele of the Cang family should not be touched. But now, under the stele, there is a black stone with the same origin as the demonic energy suppressed?

"Master Cang," Luo Li stood up and looked towards the Cang Mansion, "I want to see that black stone."

Cang Xuan hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright. If this evil cultivator is related to the Black Stone, then the suppression under the ancient monument will not be hidden for much longer."

As the night deepened, the ancient stele of the Cang family stood in the forbidden area behind the ancestral hall.

It was a three-meter-high bluestone stele, and the body of the stele was covered with fuzzy lines, which seemed to be naturally formed, but also seemed to be artificially carved, and it emitted a gentle light that originated from the same laws of heaven.

There were faint black lines on the ground under the monument, obviously the black stone was colliding and suppressing it.

Luo Li stood three feet away and did not approach.

She could feel that the laws on the ancient stele were fighting against the evil energy of the black stone, one good and one evil, one soft and one hard, just like the future battle between gods and demons that would last for a thousand years.

"The elders say this ancient stele has existed since the creation of the world. It can determine the earth's veins and suppress evil spirits." Cang Xuan stood beside her, his voice low, "But in the past hundred years, the patterns on the stele have become increasingly faint."

Luo Li looked at the stele and suddenly remembered the words of the old man guarding the mountain.

"The laws on that monument are not something you can touch now."

Perhaps this ancient stele is not only a powerful weapon for suppressing evil, but also a key to recording secrets. It witnessed the birth of the Great Wilderness and will also bear witness to future catastrophes.

And she, a soul returning from the future, happened to catch a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of fate at this critical juncture.

A thought came to my mind.

"Master Cang," Luo Li turned to look at him, her eyes filled with unprecedented determination, "Please take good care of Cang Wu and this black stone. No matter what happens in the future, do not let it escape the suppression of the ancient monument."

Cang Xuan was startled for a moment, then nodded seriously: "I understand."

Luo Li took one last look at the ancient stele and turned to walk out of the forbidden area.

She knew she couldn't stay long. Changing the past might prevent catastrophe, but it could also lead to even more terrifying changes.

What she can do is plant the seeds of hope.

Let Cangwu grow up safely, let the ancient monument guard this line of defense, and make sure that those hidden shadows have nowhere to hide before the true light comes.

When I walked out of Cang Mansion, it was already dawn.

The turquoise-gold city walls glowed warmly in the morning light. Vendors were walking on the street pushing carts of spiritual fruits, and children's laughter penetrated the mist.

Luo Li stood at the city gate and looked back in the direction of Cang Mansion.

The wrinkled baby in the cradle will become a powerful person who slays the first generation of demon god in the future.

And now, he is sleeping soundly in this land that has no idea what disaster is.

"Wait until you grow up." Luo Li said softly, as if talking to herself, or as if talking to a reunion after three hundred thousand years.

She turned and stepped into the morning light, the Xuan Yue Sword humming softly behind her.

There may still be fog and hidden shadows on the road ahead, but she is no longer confused.

The Continent of the Gods had been destroyed before her eyes, but now, the land beneath her feet was full of vitality.

Just as she planned, she would make the Continent of Gods start over.

The dim morning light stretched Luo Li's figure very long, casting it on the slightly desolate ancient road after leaving the city.

The cyan-gold city wall gradually shrank behind him, and finally disappeared into the mist and the outline of the mountains.

She took one last look in that direction, and the pure eyes of the baby in the cradle and Cang Xuan's calm face flashed alternately in her mind.

The excitement in my heart did not subside after leaving, but instead settled into a more complicated mood.

Loneliness tempered her will, but never extinguished the obsession hidden deep in her heart.

Now, this obsession has found its target, a being that will take a long time to grow into the towering and powerful person in memory.

"Cangwu." She whispered the name, her fingertips still seeming to retain the touch of the baby's soft cheek and the familiar tremor brought by the mark of the sycamore leaf between the eyebrows.

"You must grow up safely." This is her only wish at the moment.

She cannot stay in Qingshan City. Cang Xuan will take good care of the child and the hidden dangers under the ancient monument.

More importantly, she knew that the trajectory of fate was fragile and could not be easily changed.

Her sudden appearance was already a variable. If she stayed in Qingshan City for a long time and developed too many ties with the young Cangwu, no one could predict what kind of ripples it would cause in the future.

She had to leave and wait for the moment of return in the cracks of time and space.

Luo Li had no clear destination. After 1,500 years in the Great Wilderness, the structure of the continent was completely different from the future she knew.

The Continent of Gods has not yet taken shape, and many areas are still in the early stages of chaos, with dangerous places lurking with ferocious beasts.

There are few cities where humans gather, and most of them are tribes that are constantly fighting. It is far from the time when Cangwu could conquer the wilderness with one sword.

Qingshan City is indeed a rare place of peace, but it is also surrounded by wilderness like an isolated island.

She chose a path away from human settlements, deep into the mountains that had not yet been fully explored.

This also makes it easier for her to observe the times while avoiding unnecessary trouble.

The Xuan Yue Sword hung at his waist. The scabbard restrained its sharpness, but it still emitted a spiritual pressure that could not be ignored, making ordinary monsters dare not approach easily.

The days passed by in trekking and meditation. Luo Li found a valley with decent spiritual energy and dug out a simple stone cave.

During the day, she gathered spiritual plants and refined medicinal pills. At night, she sat cross-legged and circulated the chaotic power in her body.

She would also look towards Qingshan City in the dead of night.

Divine consciousness cannot penetrate long distances, but she can imagine that in that small courtyard, the baby is growing up little by little in the warmth of the spirit gathering array.

Has Cang Xuan officially named him Cangwu?

One month... Two months...

Luo Li, who has a long life, has a vague sense of time.

She did not completely give up communicating with the outside world. Every once in a while, she would go out of the mountains to the nearby human gathering places to inquire about things on the continent.

The last time Luo Li went out of the mountains was on a snowy morning.

She wrapped her animal skin cloak tightly around her, walked through the ankle-deep snow, and entered the Blackwood Town a hundred miles away.

The town was named after Heimu Ridge. Most of the people in the town were hunters and traveling merchants, and the news was more diverse than that in the market outside Qingshan City.

"Have you heard? A genius has emerged from the Emperor Tribe! I think his name is Emperor Shi. He's only in his early twenties, but he's already able to slay the ferocious beasts bred by chaos!"

As soon as she walked into a shop selling hot soup, the words of the two hunters at the next table came into Luo Li's ears.

Her fingers holding the ceramic bowl tightened slightly, and the heat blurred her eyebrows.

"Indra..."

It's also a familiar name.

This name also resounded through the sky during the Great Wilderness Period.

The successor of the Emperor Tribe, the future emperor, a strong man who stands at the same peak as Cangwu, and also Cangwu’s best friend.

"He was able to fight against chaotic beasts in his early twenties..." Luo Li put down the ceramic bowl, and his fingertips unconsciously drew a cold track on the rough wooden table.

This talent is truly astonishing.

During the 1,500 years of the Great Wilderness, although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was purer than before the catastrophe in later generations, the chaotic beasts were formed by the fragments of laws left over from the creation of the world and the condensation of evil spirits, and their ferocity far exceeded that of ordinary monsters.

Being able to kill such a being, Emperor Shi’s current strength is probably far beyond her understanding of the younger generation of this era.

This means that the era of great turmoil and the rise of many heroes is really not far away.

The time for Cangwu to grow up seemed to be more urgent than she expected.

The rise of Indra is like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, indicating that the silent continent is about to face a turbulent wave.

She must wait more patiently, waiting for the era node belonging to Cangwu.

One sword can conquer the wilderness.

Luo Li placed a few rough spirit crystals on the table, then stood up and left the noisy soup shop.

The cold air, carrying snowflakes, blew in her face, calming her chaotic mood a little.

She wrapped her fur cloak tightly around her and blended into the snow-filled streets.

She did not stay in Heimu Town for long, and stepped into the vast snowfield again, returning towards the valley where she was temporarily staying.

The wind and snow got stronger.

Thick snow covered the mountains, and even the traces of monsters became much scarcer.

Luo Li walked on the snow without leaving any trace, and her figure was like a swimming ink line against the vast white background.

The cold wind blew up ice crystals, scraping across her exposed skin like a knife, but it could not penetrate the chaotic power flowing around her body in the slightest.

Xuan Yue hummed softly at his waist. Listening to the slight sound made by Xuan Yue, Luo Li felt a sense of familiarity in this strange era.