In the mist.
Pang Jian looked at the huge stone statue of the gray ape with slight surprise, and couldn't help but think of the gray ape in the Silent Mountains.
The two have the same shape and should belong to the same ethnic group. The only difference is the pupils.
His old friend had a pair of rare ice-blue eyes instead of gray eyes that matched his skin color.
"There is an abnormality in the Holy Spirit Continent, Li Yuqing's arrival, the appearance of the gray giant ape, and the Black Turtle's words..."
Pang Jian secretly thought to himself that the weirdness everywhere in this world might be related to the Holy Spirit Continent.
With a thought in his mind, he flew down behind the giant ape stone statue and reached out to hold the flag with the Tai Chi diagram.
The flag is filled with dirty supernatural power and pure spiritual power, and the two sides are clearly distinct.
He was surprised that they didn't corrode or cancel each other out.
This piece of land submerged in mist is different from Beiqi.
Beiqi is just covered in the sky by a strange mist, just like where the Juetian Forbidden Land is, there is space above the earth.
But where he was now, mist was everywhere, covering everything.
Because of this, there is no power here, no dirty supernatural power and spiritual power.
So, where do the two forces in Tai Chi diagram come from?
Could it be that it is a legacy from the previous era?
Pang Jian, who was confused, held the flagpole and used his spiritual consciousness and the strange power in his body to sense it.
The next moment, the flagpole and pennant in his hand suddenly turned into ashes.
The filthy supernatural power in the Tai Chi Diagram and the pure spiritual power of heaven and earth also became nothingness in the mist.
"Pang Jian, don't move!"
Fan Chen from Taiyi Divine Kingdom said dissatisfiedly: "There are not many things left here. I want to judge what happened through the objects I can find!"
Pang Jian frowned slightly and did not answer.
The banner was destroyed, but the scene of the coexistence of the filthy supernatural power and the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the Tai Chi diagram left a deep impression on him.
He remembered what Hunyuan Zhenren said, saying that dirty supernatural power and spiritual power are the two poles of heaven and earth, such as yin and yang, sun and moon, water and fire.
His sea of chaos can be filled with spiritual power, or it can be filled with filthy supernatural power, but the two sides just cannot coexist.
Just like the ethnic group that relies on filthy supernatural powers to grow stronger, and the human race that now dominates Purgatory, the two are in conflict.
"If my Chaos Sea can also be like the Tai Chi Diagram, two forces can coexist..."
Pang Jian thought deeply.
Fanchen sighed again: "Time erodes everything."
With paper and pen in his hand, he looked at the giant ape statue and the dilapidated city behind it, lowered his head and drew and recorded something.
"From my perspective, this continent, like the Holy Spirit Continent, was once the territory of the ancient demon clan."
"The demon tribe was finally bombarded by powerful alien warriors, and this continent was also hidden in the mist."
"In the Fourth Realm, there must have been pieces of intact land floating in the early years. It was only because of the war between races that it was shattered by the most powerful beings, and it turned into pieces of land."
Fanchen expressed his opinion.
Those who came from the first realm and had no interest in the ancient history lost in the long river of time all remained silent.
They were all thinking about the shocking news revealed in Fanchen's words.
After a while.
Fan Chen used his spiritual perception to patrol around the city, and said helplessly: "Only the dead bones are left, and there are no other valuable things. Pang Jian, please continue to lead the way, and we will look around again."
"good."
Pang Jian nodded.
A few days later.
Under the leadership of Pang Jian, the group wandered around the misty land and saw more cities.
We also saw more magnificent stone statues of different shapes, such as Qilin, Suzaku, White Tiger, etc.
The situation is much the same.
Huge stone statues like patron saints stood around the dilapidated city. Most of them were destroyed like the city, not even a single one was left alive.
The first thing they saw, the gray giant ape that was sitting still, was actually the most complete one.
The broken stone statues, the collapse of the simple and dilapidated city, and the withered bones of ferocious beasts.
No Fanchen deduction was needed, so that everyone had a sense of the picture in their minds, knowing that there should be another force that poured into this land and wiped out the ancient demon clan.
Most of the demon clan's precious beast hearts, horns, rubber bands, and flesh were taken away by the sword-wielding killers, and some were corroded by the mist.
"Thinking back to those days, there should be many lands filled with ferocious beasts like this continent and the Holy Spirit Continent." Lu Yanshu from the Pure Land shook his head and sighed: "Today, there is only one Holy Spirit left in the land belonging to the demon clan. Mainland."
He followed Fan Chen's instructions and gave the ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts unified names.
"The land is not protruding outwards, but the mist is shrinking back."
Liu Youyu's voice suddenly came from inside the Feiyu Boat. She continued without raising her head, "I sensed the aura of Ling Yimo from the Ghost Sacrifice Sect."
Pang Jian was stunned.
His consciousness had the widest coverage and he was not aware of Ling Yimo's aura. He didn't expect Liu Youyu to be able to.
"Come with me."
Flying fish boats roared in the mist.
A few hours later.
An illusory city seems to be built of bluestone, floating quietly in the depths of the mist, like the manor castle of a foreign god.
In Pang Jian's opinion, this city simply does not exist.
It is like a bubble in the water, a mirage, like a void projection of another heaven and earth city.
But right in front of the gate of this illusory city, there was actually a row of words left in the so-called ancient demon script.
"The Creation Institute of Gods and Demons!"
Fan Chen was shocked.
He pointed at this unreal Void City and said to everyone: "Maybe Ling Yimo didn't lie! Hong Qiming didn't deceive us either!"
Pang Jian was shocked, and instantly engraved those five words in his mind, and looked for the source demon to compare.
It is indeed the Gods and Demons Creation Institute!
Hu Yuanfei screamed: "Ling Yimo!"
I saw a ghost-like figure floating in the illusory bluestone city. She flew through the empty streets and flashed through some open windows.
It was Ling Yimo who was the first to go deep into it and everyone thought he was missing.
"Little sister Ling! Should you come over and explain to everyone why the words you saw in Longxin are different from what Fanchen said?" Shen Yanxi shouted loudly.
However, Ling Yimo seemed not to hear, and was still wandering in the city like a lonely ghost.
"That's not her body, but her soul." Liu Youyu said softly, "I don't know where her body is. All I feel is her soul."
This introverted girl from the Yuanqing Divine Kingdom emerged from the Feiyu Boat, holding the Xuantian Divine Mirror in her hand.
She used the Xuantian Divine Mirror to face the illusory bluestone city.
Pang Jian glanced at it and saw that there was only Ling Yimo's passing figure in the Xuantian Divine Mirror, but there was no city made of bluestone, and there was no institute for the creation of gods and demons.
"The soul may be able to travel freely in this mysterious creation institute of gods and demons."
Liu Youyu bit his lower lip, put away the Xuantian Divine Mirror, looked at everyone and said, "Ling Yimo escapes the soul from the body and uses the soul to move inside. Since she can do it, we should be able to do it too."
Hu Yuanfei changed her expression: "Is that God and Demon Creation Institute real or illusory? Ling Yimo, can't hear our voices, is his soul in another world?"
"It is also possible that for us now, the Gods and Demons Creation Institute is an illusion, and it will become real when the souls enter." Fanchen said.
"You who are in the Soul Traveling Realm can give it a try." Lu Yanshu smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "I only have the Soul Condensation Realm, and I don't have the ability to separate the soul from the body, so I won't get involved."
Zhou Qingchen, Wu Yuan, and the couple from the Gufa Sect, who were both in the Concentration Realm, nodded slightly.
"The soul is connected to the true body." Fanchen pondered and said, "I suggest that you don't escape the soul and enter it rashly, but find Ling Yimo's body first."
Hu Yuanfei agreed: "Yes, it would be more appropriate to find Ling Yimo's real body and ask her directly what's going on!"
"Isn't she in the state of concentration? Why can her soul leave the body?" Zhou Qingchen interrupted.
Then he discovered that, except for Pang Jian, others looked at him like a fool.
"Okay, I get it, her soul is different from ordinary people!" Zhou Qingchen said angrily.
"Everyone spread out and look for Ling Yimo's true form."
Everyone either spread out their spiritual consciousness or formed a team to search everywhere.
Pang Jian didn't move.
His consciousness covers a very wide area, and he can see every move of everyone, and he can also see the flying fish boat floating in a circle and suddenly stopping.
Liu Youyu flew out, stood at a small skeleton wearing a white dress, and shouted softly: "Ling Yimo is dead."
Everyone immediately gathered after hearing the sound.
They soon saw the familiar white skirt, the cyan and purple talismans on the edge of the skirt, and a storage ring.
These are the characteristics of Ling Yimo's clothing.
Ling Yimo had no skin, flesh, or organs, and only the crystal white bones were left. There was still a touch of spiritual power in the bones, and it seemed that he had not been dead for a long time.
"The Creation Institute of Gods and Demons!"
Very far away, at the limit of Pang Jian's consciousness, Hong Qiming's exclamation came.
Zhou Yi, who has disappeared for a long time, Hong Qiming, who is deeply involved in this, and Su Yue, whom he is familiar with...
Figures flashed across his field of vision.
"Zhou Yi and Hong Qiming have gathered another group of people to come over." Pang Jian reminded.
Because Ling Yimo's body turned into bones, everyone who was shocked was shocked by the news again.
"They also saw the Gods and Demons Creation Institute and were approaching slowly and cautiously." Pang Jian stared at the approaching group, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Maybe we should stay away from this place first."
"Pang Jian, can you see them?" Hu Yuanfei asked curiously.
"Um."
"They can't see you?"
"It seems so."
Hu Yuanfei suggested: "Then everyone leave here quickly and don't touch anything on Ling Yimo! Leave this place to Zhou Yi and the others, and let Pang Jian pay attention to their every move!"
Everyone responded.
So half an hour later, Zhou Yi and Hong Qiming arrived and successfully discovered Ling Yimo's body.
"Is Ling Yimo dead? Or did he abandon his body and use his soul to go to the Gods and Demons Creation Institute?" Hong Qiming looked at Su Yue and Cao Jingbai with a gloomy face and said: "In the current situation, there must be another person , use your soul to leave your body and enter to find out."
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(End of chapter)
