Chen Chu was somewhat confused.
But she still followed behind Meng Zhengyang.
Suddenly, Chen Chu realized that Meng Zhengyang was heading towards the cemetery behind the mausoleum.
At Martyrs' Cemetery No. 117, stone tablets stand in rows.
The quantity is very large.
However, the cemetery was very clean.
Chen Chu had rarely been here before, only remembering that he had been here once before, but was later kicked out by Meng Zhengyang.
After all, this is a cemetery. It's fine to come here to sweep the tombs and pay respects, but it's not really appropriate for children to play here.
If a few of Meng Zhengyang's old brothers suddenly survived, it would probably scare Chen Chu half to death.
We arrived at the innermost part of the cemetery, where it was right next to the mountain wall.
There appears to be a naturally formed cave entrance on the mountain wall, with some green vines growing around it, making it seem as if the cave is a paradise.
"This is Spirit Realm Number 117!"
Meng Zhengyang said, but Chen Chu looked at the cave entrance and his feelings became somewhat complicated.
Was it because of this spiritual realm that my father died back then?
Do you know the origin of the Spirit Realm?
Meng Zhengyang suddenly asked a question.
Chen Chu was about to say he didn't know, but then he thought of the Ghost Realm, the Secret of the Moon Palace dungeon, and even the Vast Snow Mountain dungeon.
"Uncle Meng, do you think it's possible that these spiritual realms are fragments of another world?"
Meng Zhengyang smiled, "It seems you have a new understanding of the emergence of the Spirit Realm."
"That's right. Although we all say that the Spirit Realm is a game that has descended into reality, and we call ourselves players, after clearing many Spirit Realm dungeons, you can find that these Spirit Realm dungeons are even connected."
"We discovered back then that the Spirit Realm instance is another world, a slice of events that occurred in different times and spaces!"
"For example, the instances you experience are all stories that take place in another world, at a specific time and place."
Chen Chu understood immediately; it was indeed the case. In fact, he had already sensed it during this period of time.
The NPCs in these spirit realm instances are actually real people from another world.
"The 117th Spirit Realm is actually similar to the Ghost Realm, and it is also part of that world. But for some reason, perhaps because of a world-shaking war, that world was torn apart, which is why the Spirit Realm of our world appeared."
Although Meng Zhengyang was only guessing, Chen Chu was almost certain.
"Uncle Meng, you guessed right. I learned some information in an S-level dungeon. In their world, a great war broke out, which led to the collapse of the most powerful force in their world, the Heavenly Court, and all the gods and demons were involved in it."
"The Ghost Realm is actually a fragment of a branch under the Heavenly Court."
After Chen Chu finished speaking, Meng Zhengyang was stunned!
"You...you know so much information?"
Chen Chu sighed, "I only heard others' guesses from inside the dungeon. The strength of these gods and demons is too terrifying. Even a Great Emperor is just a little devil!"
Chen Chu was telling the truth. Just like those ghosts who impersonated the Fifth King of Hell, although they had the strength of an emperor, in the real underworld, they were just little ghosts.
Meng Zhengyang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
He originally wanted Chen Chu to be more humble and not to become arrogant because of his sudden surge in strength.
But now it seems there's absolutely no need for that.
Once you've witnessed the true vastness of the world, you'll naturally feel your own insignificance.
"It's already quite impressive that you know all this!"
Meng Zhengyang chuckled and patted Chen Chu on the shoulder, "Haven't you always wanted to know what the No. 117 Spirit Realm was like back then? I'll take you in to have a look!"
"good!"
Chen Chu nodded heavily.
Meng Zhengyang snapped his fingers, and light suddenly emanated from the cave entrance, as if there were a real paradise inside.
The scene before my eyes suddenly changed.
The two of them stood high in the air, looking down at the scenery before them.
The mountain range stretched endlessly, its peaks shrouded in mist, obscuring the view of the distant landscape.
There are streams, paths, bamboo forests, and various temples in this mountain range!
It's as if this mountain range is a place for someone else to cultivate.
However, throughout this mountain range, mountains have collapsed, leaving piles of rubble.
Many plants grow from those split mountains.
It seems that an unimaginable great battle once took place here.
But Chen Chu suddenly turned his gaze downwards.
At the summit of the mountain stands a tall tower.
In front of the tower is a spacious square paved with bluestone slabs, as large as several football fields.
Several figures were in the square.
Black bear, wolf demon, white dragon... and the figure opposite them!
Chen Chu suddenly turned around and saw Meng Zhengyang smiling slightly beside him.
"See? I told you I wouldn't use your Soul Flower, because I am already an Emperor!"
The figure below was identical to Meng Zhengyang.
However, Meng Zhengyang's aura was already approaching the peak of the Great Emperor realm!
"Uncle Meng, all of this..."
Meng Zhengyang smiled and shook his head. "Come with me!"
Meng Zhengyang and Chen Chu landed in the plaza below. As soon as they appeared, ripples of the array spread across the plaza.
The four figures in the room all sat with their eyes closed.
But Chen Chu could clearly sense that the aura of the Black Bear Spirit and the others was being gradually absorbed by the formation and transferred to Meng Zhengyang!
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