Chang Le didn't open any doors to go inside. He just lingered in front of a few room doors for a moment, letting the past flood back and reconnecting with this place and the people and things that once lived here.
As the sun set, Chang Le came downstairs: "I'm going to the forbidden area."
Looking at the sky, Luo Xuan said, "The entrance to the forbidden area is deep in the forest on the mountain. It's not safe in the forest at night. Shall we send someone to escort you in?"
"No need, I know the area well."
Luo Xuan hesitated for a moment, then insisted, "Young Master, I need to ensure your safety. Is it alright if we only send someone to check if the forbidden area is safe along the way, and then don't enter the area before reaching the entrance?"
Chang Le did not refuse again.
Chang Le arrived at the north side of the Golden Palace, where a bottomless cliff lay beneath his feet, its varying shades of ink forming an abyss.
As the western sunset glow pierces through the clouds, the golden, red, and dark afterglow falls upon the distant and near mountain ranges, beneath which ancient trees and forests stretch out in vibrant colors, creating a magnificent and picturesque scene.
The entrance to the Dragon Tomb Secret Realm is located deep within the uninhabited forest on the north side of Qianyuan Mountain.
Chang Le stood on the edge of the cliff and took a deep breath. The high mountains made the late autumn even colder, and the air he breathed in carried the chill of ice and snow.
Chang Le opened her eyes.
It was Fu Jiu's golden eyes, dazzling and shimmering with gold.
Chang Le used his feet for leverage, bent his knees, and straightened them. His body, honed through countless trials, compressed the power within and unleashed it in an instant!
She glided down the cliff like a shooting star.
White hair flutters like a trail, and the airflow sweeps over her body, transforming into wings that provide leverage.
"Freeze!" Chang Le pointed forward.
"Ding!" "Ding!"...
Water vapor in the air condensed instantly, forming patches of ice flowers in mid-air.
Chang Le twisted his waist, touched the ice flower with his toes, made a light tinkling sound, and accelerated out upon contact.
The ice flowers shattered, turning into mist and dissipating, as if lotus flowers were blooming with every step.
"clatter."
Chang Le stopped.
My toes landed on the top of the tree canopy at the edge of the forest's core area, causing only the leaves to sway.
She reached out, but her fingertips seemed to be squeezed by an invisible wall, unable to lift even an inch.
"As expected, the core of the forest is off-limits to air travel."
Chang Le flew down and stopped flying forward.
As dusk fell, the forest grew dark. Even though many trees in the north had lost their leaves and were now just bare branches in late autumn, the last rays of sunlight were still mostly blocked. Looking ahead, a few pairs of bright eyes occasionally peeked out from among the low bushes.
Chang Le released the "Formless" state, returning to his original appearance, and stepped inside.
She was wearing a gray tracksuit, and the dark green at the ends of her hair blended perfectly with the forest hues, making her almost blend into the night.
Only those eyes, which gleamed with a faint green light in the darkness, looked no different from those of a wild beast in the forest.
"Come out, it's your turf now." Chang Le beckoned with his finger.
One vine wrapped around her, another lay on her shoulder, and the vines slowly spread out beneath her feet, forming a separate area.
Chang Le didn't bring any lighting equipment; the vines were her eyes. In the darkness, her senses were actually more acute than with a single eye.
To cross the forest, one inevitably enters the territory of some common animals or exotic species living there. When any living creatures approach, the spreading vines will automatically drive them away.
Aside from one or two slightly troublesome alien species that caused some bloodshed during the drive-away, Chang Le reached the core area of the forest without much difficulty.
The center of the entire forest covers tens of thousands of square meters, but the main part that forms the core is a cold pool.
The water in the pool was almost a deep blue-black, making it impossible to see what was underwater.
This deep pool is protected by soil and rocks, and on the south side there are two large trees with intertwined canopies, one with fallen leaves and the other lush and green.
If viewed from above, the pool and the two large trees resemble an eye and an eyelash.
A black eye from the depths of the earth silently gazes at the ever-changing sky amidst the cycle of life and death.
Chang Le stopped and exhaled a puff of white breath—the temperature here was very low.
She gazed at the two large trees, and it seemed as if she saw a familiar figure sitting in them—
"Fu Guang".
"What?" Shen Fuguang stood under the tree, looking up at the little girl in the tree. The light yellow sunlight fell down, and her three-dimensional facial features naturally divided the light and shadow.
Chang Le patted the tree trunk: "Come up here too."
Shen Fuguang moved swiftly and sat down beside her, then opened his arms to her: "Hug?"
Chang Le shook his head: "No, your muscles are very hard, like tree branches that hurt your butt."
Shen Fuguang, frustrated and helpless, rubbed her head after failing to get what he wanted.
"Fu Guang".
“Mm.” Shen Fuguang, who was lost in thought, immediately responded.
Chang Le pointed to the dark pool: "Why can't I go down and play? The cat won't hurt me."
Shen Fuguang said, "This pool is very special. It is said to be bottomless, connecting the Yellow Springs and the Azure Heaven, linking to another world after death. Once the living go down, they can never come back."
"Can the living go to the underworld through here?"
"Thinking too much will only lead to your death."
Fu Guang tapped her on the head: "You actually believe that? It's just a legend."
"oh."
Chang Le fell silent.
"Why is it that in spring, this withered tree sprouts new leaves while that green tree begins to turn yellow?" she asked curiously.
Shen Fuguang held her hand and explained to her:
"These two trees are called 'Withering and Flourishing'. They symbolize yin and yang. When one tree withers, the other will sprout and bloom. They can never be perfect at the same time, but they will never be separated. They live and die together."
Chang Le was silent for a moment, then said, "Like a pair of lovers with regrets."
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