The shrill chirping of cicadas rang out.
The world around Gu Zhi became distorted and unreal.
When he was a child, Gu Zhi was still wandering around. He was so hungry that he picked mushrooms in the wild to eat because he couldn't beg for food.
As expected, he was poisoned. At that time, Gu Zhi felt that the world became colorful, the space was distorted, there were unreal things everywhere, and all kinds of weird things were floating in front of his eyes.
Now, Gu Zhi actually had a similar feeling again!
But this time, Gu Zhi did not accidentally eat poisonous mushrooms. The illusions before his eyes were obviously caused by the chirping of cicadas in the Jiuyou Valley.
"Gu Zhi!"
Suddenly, Gu Zhi heard a voice calling him.
A very vicissitudes of life voice.
The space was distorted, the cicadas were chirping shrilly, and Gu Zhi lost his sense of direction and couldn't find where the sound came from.
"Gu Zhi!"
The sound continued to ring, and Gu Zhi could only move forward based on his intuition.
"Xiao Zhi! What's wrong with you, Xiao Zhi?"
Ye Qinghan was extremely panicked at the moment. Just now, Gu Zhi touched the stone wall with his hand with a complicated expression. She thought that Gu Zhi was upset, so she stayed by his side silently.
Who knew that Gu Zhi suddenly covered his ears, his expression became extremely painful, he roared, stumbled, and staggered in one direction.
"What's going on..."
Ye Qinghan wanted to hold Gu Zhi back and find out about his condition, but there was no way because the gap in cultivation between him and Gu Zhi was too big.
"Gu Zhi!"
The sound continued.
Gu Zhi walked forward based on his intuition.
Finally, Gu Zhi saw a blurry shadow.
It was this phantom that kept calling Gu Zhi.
"Xiao Zhi!"
Ye Qinghan exclaimed because Gu Zhi was actually about to walk into a cold pond.
In that cold pond, fragments of the law of frost were everywhere, and large ice crystals floated above the cold pond, as if to freeze everything, even time and space seemed to be frozen.
It was in this cold pond that Gu Kuange obtained the inheritance of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord.
This cold pond does not exist all the time; it appears here irregularly.
After Gu Kuange obtained the inheritance of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord, this cold pond collapsed in front of Gu Kuange.
If Gu Kuange and the skinny old man appeared in the Jiuyou Valley at this moment, they would definitely be shocked. Why did this cold pond appear again?
Ye Qinghan didn’t know all this, she just felt that the cold pond was extremely terrifying!
Now, Ye Qinghan and Gu Zhi are still quite far away from the cold pond, but Ye Qinghan is almost frozen to death!
You should know that Ye Qinghan's main subject was the "Flame Demon Prison Martial Emperor Sutra", and the "Golden Crow Body Tempering Art" and the ancient god clan's martial arts methods that he practiced later were also mysterious methods of the fire path.
When Ye Qinghan practices the profound art, flames will swirl around his body, and even a fire phoenix will appear.
That’s why Ye Qinghan calls himself the Blood Phoenix Martial Saint.
Normally, Ye Qinghan is the least afraid of the cold.
But now...
The low temperature seemed to be able to freeze everything, making Ye Qinghan shiver with cold.
Ye Qinghan's lips turned pale and frost appeared on his eyelashes.
Even if Ye Qinghan practiced the mysterious skills to the extreme, there would be no improvement.
The worst thing is that she and Gu Zhi are still quite far away from the cold pond!
The Law of Frost was confined within the cold pond, and the chill she and Gu Zhi felt was merely the residual power of the Law of Frost.
So, if Gu Zhi really walked into the cold pond...
Even if Gu Zhi has reached the eighth level of tribulation, he will probably be seriously injured.
Even if Gu Zhi doesn't die, he will definitely be fundamentally injured, with wounds deep into his bones.
Ye Qinghan could not accept such an outcome, nor would he allow such a situation to happen.
"Xiao Zhi, wake up! Wake up!"
Ye Qinghan hugged Gu Zhi tightly, preventing him from moving forward.
Ye Qinghan pushed his skills to the extreme, resisting the terrifying low temperature while trying to push Gu Zhi back.
"Who are you?"
Gu Zhi has fallen into a distorted virtual world and has no idea what is happening in the real world outside.
He looked at the tall shadow that kept calling him in front of him, frowned and asked:
"Why do you know my name?"
The shadow gradually became clearer in front of Gu Zhi.
He was a tall man.
He was shirtless, with muscular body, and looked very domineering.
Behind him, a black fog was surging all over the sky. Indistinctly, one could see a door in the rolling black fog, like the door to hell, leading to the Nine Netherworld Spring.
"Demon Lord Devouring the Sky?!"
Gu Zhi's pupils trembled violently.
"I like that name."
The phantom nodded and admitted that he was the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord.
"You...are not dead yet? Are you still alive?"
Gu Zhi was horrified. It was said that ten thousand years ago, the Devouring Demon Lord died mysteriously, and then the war swept across the Qingming Dao Continent. The ancient times ended and the prehistoric era began.
But later Gu Kuange said that the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord was actually resurrected once, and finally died in the Nine Nether Valley.
However, now the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord has appeared again?
Could it be that the Heaven Devouring Demon Lord didn't truly perish in the Nine Nether Valley, or...
Resurrected again?
"I'm already dead. What you see now is just a wisp of my memory."
Although the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord was saying these words, he was laughing heartily, looking particularly cheerful.
"Regret?"
Gu Zhi's expression became complicated.
This is a state worse than residual soul and obsession.
There can be spiritual resonance and communication, but there is no guarantee of fluent answers, and there may even be situations where the answers are irrelevant to the questions.
Gu Zhi seemed to know why the surrounding space had become so distorted. It was because only the remnant of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord was left.
This state is extremely unstable. If it is an ordinary demon lord or immortal lord with only a remnant of his soul left, a gust of wind may blow it away.
The Sky-Devouring Demon Lord only had a wisp of his soul left, but he was still able to construct such a twisted spiritual space, and lead him into it after ten thousand years. This is enough to show how powerful the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord is.
"The Heaven Devouring Demonic Art is a flawed technique. I once tried to use the Age Cicada to reverse time, go back to the past, and correct the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art. Perhaps this would have prevented the disaster, and I wouldn't have encountered taboos and misfortunes. Unfortunately, I failed. Before the Age Cicada could even activate, I died again."
The remnant of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord seemed to be in a state of madness, and his words should have been full of regret, fear, and unwillingness, but he kept laughing.
Even Gu Zhi broke out in a cold sweat when he encountered such a situation.
The remnant of the Sky-Devouring Demon Lord didn't seem to be prepared to communicate with Gu Zhi at all. He was talking to himself, or rather, he was roughly stuffing some information into Gu Zhi:
"The Years Cicada is a secret treasure I accidentally obtained on my way to rise against the heavens through the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art. It can allow one to reverse time and space, return to the past, start over, make up for regrets, and modify choices. I never used it until I was ready to use it at the most critical moment, but I didn't expect..."
The Sky Devouring Demon Lord looked at Gu Zhi with regret:
"I finally made a wedding dress for you."
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