Chongshan heard this for the first time and said in amazement: "He was also a cultivator in his previous life? No wonder this companion magic weapon is so powerful that it can withstand Fu Wumo's attack for a moment."
Xi Yunting shook his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, "No, Xiaodi was just an ordinary person in his previous life."
Chongshan was extremely curious, but no matter how he asked, Xi Yunting refused to say anything.
He was just getting anxious when an immortal from the Fuyan Palace came in. He solemnly reported to Chongshan and Xi Yunting, "Immortal King, Young Emperor, something terrible has happened!"
Fu Lingtian's warning before his death was still ringing in his ears. The catastrophe he predicted appeared in a way that no one could have expected.
Xi Yunting and Chongshan stood on the top of the highest mountain in Canglan Domain, looking into the distance. The end of the sky was the abyss, and there was complete darkness there.
The thick aura of death gathered into black clouds at the horizon. Even thousands of miles away, one could clearly feel the ominous feeling.
This is because the people living here are all immortals. If it were in the lower world, there would have been a lot of devastation and corpses everywhere.
"The edge of the abyss was like this before?" Xi Yunting asked.
Chongshan shook his head and said, "It's called the abyss, but it's just a huge crack with no bottom. Both sides are steep and full of dangerous cliffs. Although there is no sign of life, the sky above is still blue."
After a moment of silence, Xi Yunting said, "Fu Lingtian was just the trigger for all this. The power of the Land of Death is spreading outwards."
The black color is contaminating everything, whether it is birds and animals, flowers, trees, or mountain rocks.
The deadly aura spread at an unusually fast speed. In just one day, it had already eroded one tenth of Canglan's land.
Wherever he went, the immortals fled in terror. In just one night, the peace and tranquility of the upper world was shattered, and people were panic-stricken, filled with pessimism and despair.
As the closest immortal palace to the abyss, Biyuntian was the first to be hit. At the current speed, it would take less than four or five days for the black deathly aura to spread there.
Chongshan made a prompt decision and said, "Move the palace immediately! Jiyu is the farthest place from the abyss. Fu Lingtian is dead, so it's a good place to go."
Xi Yunting shook his head and said, "Escape is not a solution. The territory of the upper world is limited, and it will catch up with us sooner or later."
Chongshan said: "The energy of the Land of Death cannot be infinite no matter what. What if the spread stops in just a few days?"
Xi Yunting said calmly: "Do you dare to bet? What if the source of evil is much deeper than we thought?"
Chongshan pursed his lips tightly. He really didn't dare to gamble. He said angrily: "So what?"
Xi Yunting stared at the direction of the abyss and said, "I want to go there and take a look myself."
Chongshan was shocked, "Is it necessary?" The cage that imprisoned Fu Lingtian was once placed in the abyss, but the abyss at that time was not as dangerous as it is now.
Xi Yunting narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "If Xiao brother is awake, he will definitely agree. He once said that the energy of the Dead Silence Land cannot have no source. As long as we figure this out, there will be a solution."
Chongshan thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with you!"
Although the abyss has changed a lot, he has been there before, so he has more experience than Xi Yunting, who has never been there before.
The closer they got to the abyss, the more severely they were affected by the deadly aura. It was fine because Xi Yunting had a strong aura, but Chongshan felt uncomfortable all over and had to strengthen his protective true energy many times.
Xi Yunting was flying in the air, looking down.
Dead animals were everywhere, their deaths were extremely horrific and miserable, bleeding from all seven orifices, their flesh and blood turning into pus. Withered and fallen plants turned black and rotted. The volatile gases from the two mixed together to form an extremely poisonous miasma.
Xi Yunting and Chongshan closed all the pores on their bodies and came to the edge of the abyss. They saw at a glance the light black mist floating up from the bottomless crack.
Chongshan signaled to Xi Yunting to follow him closely.
He did not leap down rashly, but chose a place on the cliff where he could barely gain a foothold, and then descended section by section.
The dark fog became thicker as they went down, and Chongshan's face looked worse.
Gradually, the vision disappeared and it was pitch dark in the black fog.
Chongshan could only rely on his experience to grope his way deeper. He was afraid that Xi Yunting would lose him, so he would send messages from time to time.
When you go deep enough, the cliffs disappear and there is nothingness in all directions.
Chongshan transmitted his voice: "A little further down is the cage where Fu Lingtian was imprisoned before."
It was precisely because he could sense this cage that Chongshan had the confidence to lead Xi Yunting.
Arriving at the prison palace, it was only halfway to the land of death. In the abyss, even the deepest mountain had only been here.
Xi Yunting looked around. He had seen this place before under the influence of the dream technique.
Originally, the area was surrounded by white mist, but now it is as dark as ink, and even the palace wall that is tightly attached to it cannot be seen.
Vision has completely lost its effect here.
The coldness that emanated from his soul made Chongshan shiver uncontrollably.
He solemnly sent a message to Xi Yunting: "I have never been down there before. You have seen the situation here. Are you sure you want to continue going down?"
Xi Yunting said, "Yes." After a pause, he asked Chongshan to describe in detail how he felt now.
"I feel very cold, cold to the bone. Also, ever since I entered the abyss, I have been constantly having all kinds of negative emotions." Chongshan said in a bad tone.
You have to know that he is very arrogant and narcissistic in his heart.
But at this moment, his heart was filled with hatred caused by jealousy towards Xi Yunting.
Why was he jealous of Xi Yunting? He didn't think he was inferior in any way.
Could it be that because he had seen too many pictures of these two people together, he subconsciously felt resentful about being alone?
But it was just a small emotion, but it was magnified here and even affected his emotions.
What terrified him was that he knew something was wrong, but he couldn't control himself.
Xi Yunting did not feel the cold, he just had some difficulty in moving, which required more effort. Although it was strenuous, it was much easier than being stuck by the concentrated black mucus that day.
He said in a voice transmission: "Immortal King, please stop here. Thank you for leading the way for me. I can go to the Land of Death by myself."
Just like Chongshan said, his life started here and he has an indelible connection with this place, and nothing can really trap him.
He didn't wait for Chongshan to reply and dived down.
Chongshan shouted a few times, but got no response from him.
Various expressions flashed across his face, and finally he overcame those dark emotions that shouldn't belong to him, chased after Xi Yunting, and fell down.
It was unknown how long he had been falling, but Chongshan never caught up with Xi Yunting.
Just when he was worried that he would not be able to find Xi Yunting, suddenly a strange presence appeared in front of him, whizzing past.
Chongshan was so frightened that even his movements became cautious.
Although the thing had a different shape, he recognized it at a glance. It was the power that controlled Fu Lingtian.
Sure enough, there is more than one such thing!
Before he knew it, he had arrived at the place of death.
Chongshan suddenly became anxious, fearing that he would follow in Fu Lingtian's footsteps.
However, what you fear will come true. There are too many unknown forces wandering here, and Chongshan is like a lamb caught in a pack of wolves, and he is immediately targeted.
A mass of thick substance flew towards Chongshan's face. All kinds of negative emotions such as resentment, desire, tyranny, jealousy and despair seemed to materialize, and he soon felt suffocated.
However, compared with the cold breath of death, these negative emotions are nothing.
Chongshan felt that he could not escape this disaster and slowly gave up struggling.
When he was about to sink into eternal silence, a fresh force pulled him out of the despair.
Chongshan was like a drowning person who had been rescued, vomiting out big mouthfuls of black liquid.
He held Xi Yunting's hand tightly, drawing the warm sunshine-like strength from him.
"Let's go, get out of here!" he said with difficulty.
Xi Yunting said nothing and rushed out with Chongshan.
When they returned the same way and climbed up the cliff, Chongshan collapsed to the ground.
Compared with the thick deathly air below, the poisonous miasma above actually smelled fresh.
After finally recovering, Chongshan turned over and sat up. Xi Yunting was still standing on the edge, looking into the abyss with a terrifyingly deep expression.
Rubbing his chest which was uncomfortable due to excessive vomiting, Chongshan asked: "What are those disgusting things?"
Xi Yunting turned around and said solemnly, "It is the resentment and hatred that a living being has nowhere to go after death." Chongshan showed an expression of incomprehension, "After the death of an immortal cultivator, his body returns to the earth, and the true essence in his body is dispersed back to the world. Only the various obsessions that could not be resolved before death have no way back."
Chongshan was stunned. “After a mortal dies, his soul does not exist. There are also dead immortal cultivators who turn into spiritual cultivators, but even if a spiritual cultivator dies, it is only the death of the soul and body, the Tao disappears and the body dies.”
Xi Yunting said: "It is precisely because there is no soul that these resentful obsessions have nowhere to stay. What is gathered in the abyss is probably the evil resentment of all the creatures in the heavenly realm of the entire world. The deadly aura is naturally generated in the yin land, but if these resentful thoughts with huge negative energy are added, filth will be born."
Chongshan digested what he said and said, "How can we get rid of this kind of filth?"
Xi Yunting said: "I don't know."
Chongshan was anxious: "Don't you mean that once we know the source of this thing, we can come up with a solution?"
Xi Yunting shook his head helplessly: "I can only make this inference, there is no other way to think about it. If Xiao brother were here, he might come up with more ideas."
Chongshan immediately said: "Let's go back immediately!"
The two flew back to Biyuntian and came to Xuanying Palace. Chen Xiao was still sleeping and had no intention of waking up.
Chongshan called him several times, which hurt his consciousness. There was no way to wake someone who was in a deep sleep.
Xi Yunting just sat quietly at the head of the bed, as if he wanted to grasp the last time, looking at Chen Xiaoan's sleeping face carefully and seriously.
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