After leaving the teleportation array, Tang Zhen headed straight for the edge of Haisern's territory.
There is an invisible force field between this territory and the Crack Plain. If you want to leave here and enter the Crack Plain, you must pass through a specially opened passage.
Not only is there an invisible force field here, there are also similar force fields between other fiefdoms to prevent wild cultivators and wanderers from wandering around in each territory.
In the past few days, countless monks and monsters from other worlds have appeared at the border, trying to cross this invisible force field, but there has never been a successful example.
Over time, those monks from other worlds all understood the truth, that is, they should never get close to the invisible force field, otherwise they would be seeking death.
The wild cultivators in the Haisern territory did not dare to approach the invisible force field. Every time they wanted to go out, they had to pay a certain fee.
The main currency in the Fifth War Zone is Origin Stone. Brain Beads and Destiny Gold Coins can also be used, but the value of the former is slightly lower, and the latter is only circulated among monks at the World Lord level and is rarely seen on the market.
Tang Zhen had no shortage of Origin Stones in his hand. When it was his turn, he casually paid a few Origin Stones and obtained the certificate to leave the customs.
This kind of voucher is bound to the soul information to prevent monks from other worlds from getting it into their hands and sneaking into the Haisern territory by pretending to be someone else.
This kind of thing happens often, and the reason is actually very simple.
For monks from other worlds, the Rift Plain is just a wild land. Although there is no shortage of energy in the world, it cannot be compared with the Haisern territory that has been operated for many years.
If they could have a better living environment, who would be willing to live here and drink blood?
Unfortunately, the interrogation in the Haisern territory is extremely strict, and 99% of the monks from other worlds cannot sneak in. With no choice, they can only find ways to intercept and kill the casual cultivators from the Haisern territory, so as to obtain the various materials they need.
Therefore, this section of the road from the checkpoint is definitely the most dangerous journey to the Rift Plain. At this time, the wild cultivators take the initiative to stick together and wait until they have safely left here before they disperse.
Following the flow of people out of the checkpoint, what appeared in front of Tang Zhen's eyes was an endless land with almost no mountain peaks, as flat as if it had been ironed.
Tang Zhen didn't know the specific area, and no one had estimated it, but according to the introduction of the grass and wood spirits, it should be equivalent to the area of ten Holy Dragon War Zones!
Compared with this, the original world can only be regarded as an island in the sea.
But on this flat land, every few hundred miles, you can see a huge and deep crack, and gray smoke is emitting from the crack, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.
It's like there are countless cracks on the flat skin, which is completely a symptom of illness.
After Tang Zhen's mental power sensed this scene, he also felt a little uncomfortable.
Not for any other reason, but from the smoke, some strange-looking creatures crawled out from time to time. After hovering at the edge of the crack for a while, they burrowed into the nearby grass and woods.
If the cracks are the disease of the earth, these monks and monsters from other worlds are the parasites that breed, wantonly absorbing the nutrients of this land, and at the same time ruthlessly destroying this land.
Forget it in the past, but now that this place belongs to him, Tang Zhen cannot let this kind of thing continue no matter what he says.
He wants to clean up this place. Those who choose to obey can continue to stay here. Those who don't obey orders have no need to exist.
From the beginning, Tang Zhen had no intention of killing all the alien cultivators. He only wanted to clean up the monsters.
"Brother, don't block the road. The team behind is getting ready to leave."
Just as Tang Zhen was observing his surroundings, an urging voice came from behind him. It turned out that a group of casual cultivators had gathered together and were preparing to go deep into the Crack Plain.
This group of people numbered at least two thousand, and most of them were lord-level monks, with a dozen king-level monks mixed in. They seemed to be the leaders of the team.
Tang Zhen stepped aside and stood at the edge of the road, not in a hurry to leave.
"Little brother, if you are alone, you'd better follow us, otherwise you won't be able to go far!"
The person who just called Tang Zhen to make way was an old man with white hair and white beard. He was wearing a set of slightly old leather armor with a few obvious patches on it.
He was holding a shield in his hand, a sword on his waist, and a bronze helmet full of knife marks on his head. He seemed to be dressed in a very poor manner.
Behind the old man were followed by a dozen young people. Their equipment was similar to that of the old man. Compared with other teams, they were obviously much shabbier.
"You are all in the same group, and are you going to hunt the alien monks in the Cracked Plains?"
Tang Zhen asked casually. It was because the equipment of this group of people was so poor that it was almost the same as committing suicide.
In the induction just now, he discovered many king-level alien monks and monsters. If his strength is lower than the lord level, he is indeed not even qualified to enter here.
"We are just collecting some medicinal materials and minerals, but we don't dare to fight with those alien monks. Those wolf cubs are too fierce and they will fight with their lives. These raw melons and eggs behind me are no match at all!"
The old man's voice was full of vicissitudes of life, and also had a hint of emotion, as if he had a past that he couldn't bear to look back on.
"Old man, how much do you know about this cracked plain?"
Tang Zhen now only has general information about the Cracked Plain, but knows nothing about the specific situation, so it is necessary to find someone who is familiar with the environment here and even various secret information to help him.
If this old man can do this, Tang Zhen doesn't mind giving him a chance.
Hearing Tang Zhen's inquiry, the old man looked at him carefully and said in a light tone: "Young man, if you plan to come here to make a fortune, I advise you to go back as soon as possible. Although the Crack Plain is full of opportunities to make a fortune, , but not many people really get rich!”
"If the road we are going to take next is paved with bones, then near the resource-rich fissure, the ground three feet deep is filled with the dregs of rotten bones."
"Especially when the tide season comes and the cracks spit out the treasures sucked from other worlds, there will be a bloody killing near almost every crack. A hundred monks participate in the fight. It is good to be able to leave even half of them. Got it!"
When Tang Zhen heard this, he frowned and asked, "What's going on during the tide season?"
The old man glanced at Tang Zhen with a surprised look, as if he couldn't understand why he asked this question. After all, this was something everyone knew.
Seeing that Tang Zhen's expression didn't seem to be fake, the old man started to explain, and Tang Zhen became more and more surprised as he listened.
It turns out that this so-called tidal season is actually a special imagination of the flow of energy from heaven and earth. It is said that these cracks not only connect the fragmented space, but are also connected to many other worlds.
According to those monks from other worlds, there are some natural altars in the worlds connected by these cracks.
Monks from other worlds will collect a large number of treasures for sacrifice. When these treasures accumulate to a certain level, these altars will change. While the energy of heaven and earth in the Crack Plain is erupted, these sacrifices will also be sucked into the Crack Plain. .
That's why the cracks would spit out treasures regularly, and from time to time they would sweep in nearby alien monks and monsters.
It sounds as if the monks of the Rift Plains are taking advantage, but this is not the case.
You must know that the energy of heaven and earth pouring back from the fifth theater is enough to form an energy tide in another world. It can not only give birth to countless treasures of heaven and earth, but also provide a large number of monks to improve their strength.
And the sacrifices they provided were only equivalent to sowing a seed, but the result was a hundredfold harvest!
Tang Zhen's lips twitched when he heard this. No wonder he felt that the energy concentration of the world here was not as high as that of Haisern. It turned out that part of it was extracted from other worlds on a regular basis!
The energy of heaven and earth was lost for a long time, but it could not be replenished in time, and in the end, those monks from other worlds were advantaged in vain.
Tang Zhen will never tolerate this kind of poaching!
