At this moment, the golden juice began to flow more violently.

They were like golden rivers, covering the heads of those struggling.

The human head that inexplicably grew out of the ground broke off with a sound under the impact of the golden juice.

But soon, new shocks began.

Those broken heads seemed to be given new life and emerged from the soil again, but were quickly submerged by the golden juice.

Just when Nansong and Lu Nanyao used the Yutian Sword to float halfway up, they suddenly found that a winding path appeared along the broken part of the human head.

The road surface expanded little by little, as if it was opened up by some invisible force.

On this soft and juicy mountain, a golden avenue gradually took shape.

The trees have completely melted and turned into golden juice, and this road seems to be made of human heads and gold.

Nansong and Lu Nanyao watched all this in amazement.

This avenue seems to be the exit of this strange land, but it also seems like a passage to hell.

The surrounding trees have completely disappeared, leaving only the flowing golden juice, and the human heads are still struggling, breaking, and growing again.

Nan Song subconsciously grabbed Lu Nan Yao's hand, she was a little confused.

I really don’t know which way to go, nor where this road will lead.

But she also knew they had to make a choice.

Either embark on this golden road, or be trapped in this strange land forever.

"What should we do?" Lu Nanyao asked Nansong calmly, but her body was already showing signs of moving towards that path.

Nansong took a deep breath and said, "No matter where this road leads, we must try it. Staying here will only lead to death."

Lu Nanyao nodded.

The two held each other's hands and set foot on this road made of human heads and gold.

Nansong felt as if every step she took was like stepping into a soft quagmire, while golden juice flowed under their feet, making a "gurgling" sound.

The surrounding scene was still changing, new trees were still melting, new golden juice was still flowing, and those heads were still struggling and breaking.

Nansong felt as if he was in a strange dream.

She walked slowly, and every step seemed to be stepping on the folds of time.

Consciousness changed again, and time seemed to go back.

She stepped into the forest.

At first, the surrounding forest looked just ordinary, with lush trees and greenery.

But gradually, the trees began to change, as if they were under a spell.

The bark first glowed with a faint golden light, as if sunlight was shining on it. Then, the golden light became more and more intense, and the whole tree seemed to be wrapped in gold and jade.

The leaves became crystal clear, as if they were carved from the most exquisite jade. The sunlight passed through them, casting colorful light and shadows.

The branches also became extremely smooth, as if they were polished from the finest jade, emitting a soft luster.

And those tree roots are like golden threads, tightly wrapped around the land, as if they want to turn the entire earth into a world of gold and jade.

As the trees changed, the ground beneath our feet began to undergo wonderful changes.

The gold and jade transformed from trees seemed to be awakened by some force and began to flow slowly.

They are like melted gold or flowing jade liquid, spreading from the roots of the trees and converging into golden streams.

These streams meander through the mountains, making gurgling sounds, as if telling ancient secrets.

Wherever the golden water went, it left traces of gold and jade, as if it had laid a gorgeous carpet on the earth.

Nansong was walking on this golden water, and every step felt like stepping on soft clouds, light and comfortable.

Wherever she looked, there were treasures and silverware scattered around.

Those silver objects were like discarded toys, scattered among the gold and jade, sparkling with dazzling light.

Some silverware seems to have been forgotten by time, and the surface is a little mottled, but it still exudes a unique charm;

Some are brand new, as if they were just born from the hands of craftsmen, emitting dazzling silver light.

And those treasures are countless, including dazzling gems, like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining with charming light;

There are crystal pearls, like the tears of the sea, warm and beautiful;

There are also various rare treasures that emit a mysterious glow and are dazzling.

However, just as she was immersed in this fantastic scene, she suddenly heard footsteps.

The footsteps were as light as a feather falling to the ground, but they caused echoes in the silent forest and were particularly clear.

Nan Song's heart suddenly tightened, as if hit hard by something. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an inexplicable suspicion surged in her heart.

She felt as if her consciousness was being pulled by a powerful force, and began to wander involuntarily in her mind, as if she had forgotten everything around her and was immersed in a wonderful state, not wanting to leave.

Lu Nanyao held Nansong's hand tightly, fearing that she would suddenly disappear.

Nan Song stared at Lu Nanyao's hands that were holding his, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart, and he was silent.

However, in the next moment, Nansong's hand seemed to have lost its substance and turned into a stream of clear water in Lu Nanyao's palm.

The water is clear and transparent, just like flowing out from a mountain spring, emitting a hint of coolness.

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