Chapter 732: New Chapter: Saint's Hometown



The space quickly blurred, as if it was dissolving or misting.

The extraordinary person who came in felt a chill down his spine, and even his body felt weak.

Even heavenly-level creatures worry that they might suddenly evaporate.

Wang Xuan was surprised. Something was different here.

People looked back and saw that the universe was deep, the stars were brilliant, and the meteorites formed a sea. It was so real.

In this "scene", people doubt life. Will everything turn from reality to illusion?

Wang Xuan seemed to be walking on soft ground, and all he could see in front of him were floating clouds. The surrounding space was deformed, the light was bent violently, and he could even see the scenery behind him with the naked eye.

No one below the level of True Immortal can survive here. There is a force field distorting time and space. Later on, everyone can easily see the back of their own head.

This intense discomfort accompanied everyone, tearing their bodies apart, until they passed a high ground and walked a long way away, and then gradually returned to normal.

The scenery is no longer blurry, and the scene can be seen clearly. The sky is bright red, like a sad and beautiful sunset, and the red light falling to the ground is like blood flowing.

The ground was cold and hard, a piece of frozen soil. There were not many plants to be seen around. The few large trees were very sparse, with only one every several hundred meters, and they were covered with dead leaves.

Although there were many extraordinary people coming in, they seemed sparse in such a vast frozen land, and they all intentionally kept a distance from each other to prevent being ambushed.

This area is considered a new district, and is quite different from previously developed areas. The further you go in, the more mysterious it becomes, as if there is no end.

"Hey! That person, you're going to die!" someone shouted to remind him.

A man stood in front of a rock, looking at some rough-lined carvings on it. They seemed to have been left by primitive people. They were very rough and lacked beauty.

However, the person standing in front of the rock became blurred and faded, even more so than when he first walked in.

Moreover, his body is also flattening.

He heard someone shouting not far away and felt puzzled. He looked back and saw that his flat body was floating up and falling onto the rock.

"What the hell is this place?!" someone exclaimed.

This was a terrifying sight to behold with one's own eyes: a living person, whose cultivation level was at the level of a true immortal, quickly became blurred and then became a person in the painting.

"Help... me..." A very faint call came from the rock that was more than one person high, asking for help.

Many people nearby were looking over here with a wary and cautious look on their faces. Something was wrong with this place.

"Ah!" There was a scream, and a splash of blood appeared in the simple picture on the stone wall. The man should be dead.

Originally, it was an engraving of a primitive man hunting and chasing a wild beast. However, after this man entered, the picture changed and he replaced the wild beast. He was shot through the body by an arrow and died.

This was a true immortal who inexplicably entered the ancient painting on the stone wall and was shot to death with a very primitive bow and arrow, causing all the extraordinary people to be alert and retreat quickly.

One of them was closer, looking over there, staring at the strange changes on the rock. As a result, he also felt faint and was about to float up.

"Don't look!" Fortunately, his companion pulled him and led him back, otherwise he would not have realized that the crisis had occurred.

A demon fairy warned: "Everyone, if you see any murals here, don't look at them. The seemingly simple paintings here are very strange and can kill you!"

His true form is an antelope, with his horns hanging in the air, and he disappears without a trace in an instant. This is his racial talent, and he is heading far away to seek opportunities.

Seeing this, others also set off, fearing to fall behind. This was a new area, and there were many rare and strange things in this mysterious scene.

Wang Xuan witnessed the whole process and was a little dazed. Being far away from the rock, he also felt something was strange. How could such a simple and primitive hunting map have such lethality?

"There are two possibilities. One is that this is a fragment of a world scroll that condenses the power of the Tao. If conditions permit, the scenery in the painting can be materialized." Someone analyzed.

He was a middle-aged man beside Luo Ying, a late-stage heavenly master of the Black Peacock Clan. He believed that there were many murals on the frozen soil, which might be scrolls condensed from the incomplete transcendental world. If combined together, they could suppress many transcendents.

"There is another possibility. This is a painting made by the old saint or the new saint himself. Therefore, even if it is carved on an ordinary rock, there are still unpredictable Taoist rhymes left. True immortals naturally cannot stop it."

This kind of analysis is a bit creepy. Can something casually smeared by an old saint or a true saint wipe out all the immortals?

Moreover, this is in a mysterious outer space scene, suspected to be related to other large universes. How could a true saint-level creature "graffiti" here?

“No matter whether they are new saints or old saints, they are probably considered outsiders to the Extraordinary Central World. Existences of that level can migrate with the most dazzling stage, but here…” Luo Ying, the youngest master of the Black Peacock Clan, spoke.

She had a guess, could this be the scenery of the hometown of the old saint or the new saint? After them, another person came out.

This time, three extraterrestrial civilizations arrived, encountered each other suddenly, and fought fiercely. Could one of them be from the Old Saint or New Holy Mother Universe?

Wang Xuan was surprised when he heard her speculation from a distance.

If someone came out of the saint's hometown again, it would be absolutely extraordinary. If a group of old friends met them, what would happen? He frowned.

"Second King, do you want to go on the journey together?" A woman from the Black Peacock Tribe greeted with a smile.

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