NOVPUBThis scene caught the attention of many people, and some exclaimed in astonishment.
There were martial artists who had been here for more than two days, who had previously noticed the arrival of the man in the blood robe. He had only been here for two days, and yet he had already collected one hundred thousand crystal cores and proceeded to the next level in Mirror Heaven and Earth? 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒
"I’ve been here for ten days, and I’ve only got thirty thousand crystal cores in my hand. Earlier, Mu Qingfeng from the Mu Family and others also went to the next level ahead of time, but it took them several days to collect one hundred thousand crystal cores. That man managed to collect one hundred thousand crystal cores in just two days, unless he..."
Xia Yanze furrowed his brows, vaguely guessing what method that blood-robed man used to collect one hundred thousand crystal cores within two days... Most likely, he preyed on other martial artists! He must have robbed them directly from others who had crystal cores!
In this desolate area, it’s not possible to act rashly, but within the Dead Corpse Country, any kind of slaughter is permissible.
"Did that blood-robed man just now show great hostility towards me?"
Su Changkong also frowned; that man in the blood robe was a dangerous figure, and he had just noticed Su Changkong, eyes filled with an undisguised intent to kill, but he left without a word, probably because he was in a hurry to move on to the next level.
"Younger Brother Su, let’s also hurry up and go check out the Dead Corpse Country," urged Hong Zhenxiang, somewhat impatient. Now that someone had already proceeded to the next level, they couldn’t afford to dawdle here.
"Hmm."
Su Changkong withdrew his gaze. Although he felt that even if they passed the second level quickly, it would not be easy to obtain the Great Divine Seed, if they were too late, the benefits might be reaped by others first.
It was still nighttime, and according to Xia Yanze, going to the Dead Corpse Country at night was very dangerous. But Su Changkong and the others, in their rush to collect one hundred thousand crystal cores, didn’t have the time to wait—day or night didn’t matter!
"Cousin, I’m going with them first," said Xia Yanyi as he greeted Xia Yanze, then followed Su Changkong and Hong Zhenxiang into the twisted portal leading to the Dead Corpse Country.
When they passed through the portal and the scenery before their eyes changed, Su Changkong saw a sight of desolation.
Ahead lay an endless expanse of silent mountains and rivers, the land pitch-black, the sky gloomy, with a blood-red moon hanging above. The whole earth seemed as if it had died.
"This soil is utterly lifeless; not even plants can grow here," Xia Yanyi observed as he bent down to scoop up a handful of soil, examining it closely with some astonishment.
"That Great Divine Seed reflects all things, showing people and objects that once existed. Could it be that this Dead Corpse Country also once truly existed?"
Hong Zhenxiang looked at the land filled with the scent of death, and couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
Su Changkong could feel that there was barely any spiritual energy in the air, only a decayed scent that made the living uncomfortable, and he also realized that the Dead Corpse Country likely truly existed at one point.
Perhaps in a very distant era, this place was also inhabited by countless men and beasts, but some catastrophe struck, and the entire nation, for thousands of miles, completely perished; the spirit veins severed, not a blade of grass growing, and all life within it died.
This Mirror Heaven and Earth was reflecting this once-existing ’Death State’ as a trial within Mirror Heaven and Earth.
"Let’s go, take a look around," Su Changkong said as he controlled his True Qi to form a white crane shadow. Hong Zhenxiang and Xia Yanyi both jumped on board. The white crane circled and then soared into the sky. Each person needed one hundred thousand crystal cores to proceed to the next level, so together, the three of them had to collect three hundred thousand crystal cores. They had to seize the time to hunt down rotting corpses.
"There’s not a trace of nature’s spiritual energy in the air; we can only rely on our own strength to fight."
Su Changkong thought to himself, aware that in the Dead Corpse Country, with spirit veins broken and no spiritual energy present, this was a huge handicap for Innate Martial Artists who relied on channeling nature’s spiritual energy in battle.
"There’s a village ahead."
From high in the sky, Su Changkong looked far into the distance, from a vantage point, he saw a village a hundred miles away.
Whoosh!
Without hesitation, the white crane shadow flapped its wings and zoomed toward the village ahead.
In the cold moonlight of the night, there were no living people in the silent village, only the stench of decay and corpses lying on the ground.
These bodies had long been decomposed, their rotting flesh revealing stark white bones.
Whoosh!
As if sensing the commotion in the sky, a corpse dressed in tattered blue clothes suddenly opened its eyes, its body agilely rising from the ground, followed by the second and the third.
At least a dozen corpses stared intently at Su Changkong and the others in the sky.
"Hiss!"
One of the corpses emitted a sharp hissing sound, like a piercing ear-drum, causing headaches, as rolling black smoke gathered like droplets of rain.
"Swoosh!"
The corpse bent its knees slightly, then leapt up like an arrow shot from a bow, soaring hundreds of meters high, aiming directly at Hong Zhenxiang on the back of the white crane.
Just from its leaping force, it was clear that the corpse’s physique was strong.
"Boom!"
Standing on the back of the white crane, Hong Zhenxiang angrily stomped out with his foot, and with an exploding sound, the leaping corpse fell to the ground even faster, its body blown apart in mid-air, scattering everywhere.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
More corpses, mad and fearless, lunged at the white crane shadow in the sky.
"Why are they all targeting me?"
Hong Zhenxiang frowned. There were three people on the back of the white crane, but the first target of these corpses was always him, as if harboring a deep grudge against him.
