Mu Yu's heart sank as he understood the conspiracy of the Hall of Heroes. The news that Yang Gao was in the Valley of Fierce Beasts turned out to be just to lure him there so that the Hall of Heroes could take advantage of him. He shook his head helplessly. His actions were always planned by others, but he had no way of knowing Yang Gao's true whereabouts.
Mu Yu's eyes dimmed, and he looked at the information in his hand. It was his only clue, but it was now useless. His heart seemed to be bound by cold iron chains, and an indescribable feeling of loss surged into his heart.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He knew that the most important thing now was to find clues about Yang Gao again. He must find a way to break this deadlock, find Yang Gao, and complete his mission.
Mu Yu sat there silently, thinking about his next move. He knew that what he was facing now was not only a battle, but also a battle of wisdom and perseverance. He must be careful not to let the people in the Hall of Heroes discover his whereabouts, and at the same time, he must find Yang Gao as soon as possible.
Under the late night moonlight, Mu Yu sat beside the campfire, feeling distraught. He knew nothing about Yang Gao's whereabouts and could only rely on his intuition to blindly search in this vast wasteland. Yang Gao's departure was like a silent storm that swept through his world, leaving him struggling with confusion and anxiety.
Just when he was about to give up, a dark figure quietly approached. That was Ren Hua, with a solemn look on his face and a strange look in his eyes. He stopped next to Mu Yu, was silent for a moment, and then said, "I saw Yang Gao in a mountain range."
Mu Yu was startled instantly and grabbed Ren Hua's collar, his eyes full of anxiety and expectation: "Are you sure that's Yang Gao?" Ren Hua looked at him, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "I'm sure, I won't Forget about him."
Ren Hua took a deep breath and continued: "I saw him walking into a portal, and then he disappeared. That portal seemed to hide some secret, maybe Yang Gao was taken to another place by it."
A burst of complicated emotions surged in Mu Yu's heart. He felt the spark of hope burning in his heart, but he was also full of doubts and uneasiness about the mysterious door. He knew that this portal might be the key to finding Yang Gao. Maybe this was the clue he had been looking for.
After a night's rest, Mu Yu felt refreshed and ready to start a new journey. He set off with Ren Hua and Yang Xian, heading towards the place where Yang Gao last appeared. It was a desolate area with no vitality or prosperity, just endless yellow sand and scorching sun.
They rode horses, and the journey was particularly difficult due to the dusty weather and the scorching heat of the sun. But Mu Yu's eyes were firm and persistent. He knew his responsibilities and knew that there was still a long road ahead. They climbed over the dunes and crossed the sandy valleys, like warriors trudging forward in the desert.
As night fell, they camped on a somewhat flat piece of sand. Mu Yu's hands were blistered, but he didn't say a word. He just chewed dry food silently and looked into the distance. Ren Hua and Yang Xian also looked silent, knowing that the road ahead would be more difficult. But Mu Yu never had the slightest idea of retreating, and his perseverance was best reflected in this desolate area.
Early the next morning they continued on their way. The sun was still hot, but their eyes were more determined than yesterday. On this day, they found the place where Yang Gao last appeared. It was a barren desert with only the wind howling and sand flying. They looked at this lifeless land with sadness and helplessness in their hearts.
But they did not give up. They knew that only through continuous searching could they find the whereabouts of Yang Gao. So they began to search for clues and hope in this desolate area.
After a long climb and wading, Mu Yu, Ren Hua and Yang Xian finally arrived at their destination. This is a desolate and dead place, as if it is the end of the world, without any trace of life. The wind howls silently here, carrying an aura of death, as if any creature will be immediately swallowed up by this deathly silence once it sets foot on this land.
This is a frightening place, but Mu Yu and the others are not afraid. What they faced was a twisted space door, a portal to an unknown world. The door shone dimly in the sunlight, as if telling them some secret that could not be revealed.
What's on the other side of the door? Is it a new world, an unknown challenge, or an unforeseen danger? Nobody knows. But Mu Yu, Ren Hua and Yang Xian all knew that they had no way out. They must move forward bravely, explore the unknown world, and face possible dangers.
Their heartbeats echoed in the silence, and their eyes were filled with determination and determination. They took a deep breath, and then walked towards the twisted space door together.
This crack appeared during the changes in the Battlefield of the Gods a few days ago. That change shook the entire universe. The battlefield of gods trembled, stars fell, time and space were distorted, and all living things trembled in fear. And this crack in the void was the product of that mutation. It was like a crack in the earth. Although it was small at first, it heralded the coming huge storm.
At the beginning, this crack exuded a strong death aura, which was the trace left after the disappearance of life on its surface. It was the aura of death. It is like a ghost in the dark night, cold and terrifying. Any life that tries to get close will be instantly swallowed by its powerful death energy.
However, as time went by, that dead air gradually dissipated. Perhaps because of the healing ability of the void itself, or perhaps because of other unknown reasons, this crack began to show its true side. Although it is still deep and dark, it no longer exudes the deadly aura of death. Instead, it seems to have opened a portal to another world.
At this moment, it appeared in front of everyone. It was a crack across the void, like a broken black mirror, reflecting the unknown world. In its depths, the darkness is as invisible as an abyss, yet full of a mysterious attraction. Like Pandora's box, although it is full of disaster and pain, it is tempting to open.
The surface of the crack seemed to vibrate slightly, as if there was life pulsing within it. In this crack of nothingness, there seems to be some huge power hidden, a power that transcends time and space. Despite the grim atmosphere in the surrounding air, followers were fascinated by the crack and unable to look away.
Just when Mu Yu was hesitating to enter the crack, a strange wave came from the crack, as if tempting her to enter it. This fluctuation not only made Mu Yu feel uneasy, but also revealed an ominous premonition. She frowned, knowing in her heart that this was definitely not a good thing.
The interior of the crack was pitch black, deep and mysterious, as if it contained some unknown danger. Mu Yu could feel that the deeper the crack went, the stronger the alluring waves became. Her heart is full of contradictions. Reason tells her that she should stay away from this dangerous place, but on the other hand, in order to find Yang Gao, she must enter it.
Mu Yu took a deep breath, tightly held the weapon in his hand, and decided to face the unknown challenge bravely. She stepped cautiously into the crevice, the surrounding light growing dimmer as she went deeper. Mu Yu's heartbeat quickened, and she was always alert, ready to deal with any danger that might arise.
After entering the crack, Mu Yu found that the environment here was extremely depressing, as if something was constantly inducing her to move forward. She always reminded herself to stay awake and not to be confused by this strange fluctuation. However, as she gets deeper and deeper into the crevice, Mu Yu begins to doubt whether she will be able to successfully find Yang Gao.
At the entrance of the void crack, Mu Yu, Ren Hua and Yang Xian stood silently, their heartbeats becoming particularly strong at this moment. This is an adventure they have never had before, an unknown journey. They don't know what challenges they will face, but they choose to move forward bravely.
With a light step, they entered the crack in the void. It was a space that seemed to be composed of endless darkness and chaos. There was no fixed shape or fixed direction, only rotating chaos and boundless darkness. Their vision began to blur, and their bodies began to feel the distortion of gravity, as if they were being swallowed by endless darkness.
Suddenly, they felt the ground beneath their feet changing, as if they were on a rough sea and they could not stand firm. Mu Yu, Ren Hua and Yang Xian held each other's hands tightly, relying on each other's strength to barely maintain their bodies. In their sight, only each other's shadows were left swaying in the darkness.
Then they saw new places. It was a world they had never seen before. The sky there is a dull red, and the color of the earth is a deep gray. Wherever they looked, they saw a barren, lifeless land. There are no traces of life, only traces eroded by time and environment.
Mu Yu, Ren Hua and Yang Xian looked at each other. They were all shocked by this strange world. What they saw was not just a new world, but a world filled with death and decay.
This is a world they have never seen before, a world filled with death and decay. There is no breath of life here, only the shadow of death. A mountain of corpses and rotten soil, a strange place of death.
They stood there in silence for a long time. Their hearts are full of doubts and uneasiness, and they don't know what challenges this strange world will bring to them. But no matter how many difficulties and challenges awaited them ahead, they decided to move forward bravely.
The atmosphere of death enveloped every corner, making people feel a heavy depression. There were mutilated corpses everywhere, piled up densely, forming flesh-colored hills. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and decay, making this once prosperous world become extremely strange.
Mu Yu stepped on the hard ground and felt only coldness and deathly silence. There were no traces of life around, only the wind making a creepy whistling sound as it blew over the corpses. He slowly walked towards the hills of corpses, his heart filled with grief and fear.
However, in the desolate death, Mu Yu suddenly sensed the aura of Yang Gao. Although it was faint and weak, it was indeed Yang Gao's breath, like a glimmer of light in the dark night, giving him hope. He began to look for Yang Gao among the corpses around him, and finally found traces of her battle in the blood-stained battlefield ruins.
At this time, Mu Yu felt that this place fit the description of a place of death.
In "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", Corpse Mountain is a mountain located ten miles east of Lishan Mountain. The description of it in the book is: "There are many green jade in Corpse Mountain, and there are many beasts there. Corpse water comes out, and Nanliu flows into Luoshui. "There are many beautiful jade in it." It is said that a devastating catastrophe once occurred on this mountain, resulting in the death of a large number of people and animals.
There are many turquoise jade stones on this mountain, as well as animals called bites. The corpse water gathers into a river from here and winds southward into the Luoshui River. There are many beautiful jade in the water.
Deep in the corpse mountain, Mu Yu discovered traces of Yang Gao. The traces of the battle are like a huge wound, cutting across the mountains and deep into the unknown darkness. Yang Gao's steps were firm and he went deep inward. No matter how many unknown dangers lay ahead, he was fearless.
The inside of the corpse mountain is much more complicated than the outside, like a huge maze. Yang Gao walked by nine rivers, each of which was like a cold snake, winding away. The water in the river seemed to be black and shimmering with light, as if it were the tributaries of the nine Styx rivers.
"Nine springs?" Ren Hua couldn't help but mutter in a low voice after seeing the nine rivers. Although he is well-informed, this is the first time he has seen such a strange sight.
Jiuquan, in ancient Chinese mythology, is a symbol of the underworld. It is said that after death, the soul will pass through nine rivers, and each river is guarded by a river god. After passing through the Nine Rivers, the soul can enter the underworld.
in the Legends.
The Jiuquan of the underworld is a deep darkness, like a bottomless abyss, filled with endless silence. Under the Nine Springs, the cold was biting and the moisture was so pervasive that it seemed to penetrate into the bones. There is no sound, no light, just eternal darkness and silence.
The water of Jiuquan is as black as ink and as cold as ice. Each spring has its own unique charm, either violent, calm, strange, or silent. These springs flow in the darkness, like the blood of the underworld, nourishing this cold and dead land.
On the edge of Jiuquan is the stretching River Styx. The water of the Styx is deeper and colder than any spring water. It flows quietly and silently, as if telling the ancient and mysterious nature of this land. On both sides of the River Styx, there are clumps of will-o’-the-wisps, which are the flickering souls that do not want to leave. They are sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if they are telling their stories.
Deep in the Nine Springs is the core of the underworld. There is a tall palace there, which is the Hall of Yama. King Yama sits on a high throne, judging the rights of life and death and deciding the destination of the soul. His face was expressionless, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through all illusions and truths.
In this land, there is no sunshine, no warmth, only darkness and coldness. But in this dead silence, there is an indescribable power surging.
It was a heart-stopping scene. Ahead, hills stood tall, and mountains of corpses came into view, which was frightening. These corpses were eroded by time and decayed, and the pus flowing under the Nine Springs gave off an unbearable stench.
Moving forward, the air seemed to have solidified, filled with suffocating dullness. An eerie atmosphere enveloped the entire area, as if a messenger from hell was wandering here. Mu Yu couldn't help but feel waves of discomfort, her stomach was churning, and she felt nauseous.
The scene here is too terrifying and tragic, as if it can swallow up a person's soul. Mu Yu felt a strong sense of fear in his heart. This was the fear of the unknown and the reverence for life. He couldn't imagine what kind of war it was that could cause such a horrific scene.
Amidst the sound of Jiuquan flowing, Mu Yu, Ren Hua and Yang Xian continued to move forward in the unknown direction. Their steps seemed to be in sync with the rhythm of this mysterious spring, as if they were playing a magnificent symphony.
In Mu Yu's eyes, the flow of Jiuquan was like a poem or a mystery, which deeply attracted her. Following the sound of gurgling water, she seemed to have entered a whole new world. Her long hair flutters in the wind, echoing the flow of Jiuquan, as if telling an ancient story.
Ren Hua walked silently in front, his back firm and steady, like a mountain. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through Jiuquan's secrets. His hand held Yang Xian's hand tightly, conveying firm belief and strength.
Yang Xian's face flashed with curiosity and nervousness. He kept looking around, trying to decipher Jiuquan's secrets from every detail. His steps were brisk and agile, like a nimble deer constantly looking for new discoveries in the forest.
In the silent darkness, Mu Yu's breath suddenly froze. He smelled an indescribable smell of decay, a mixture of death and despair, the unique smell of the dark forest. The smell was so strong that it seemed to be announcing his end.
Suddenly, a huge figure came towards him like a ghost in the night. It was a huge monster, its body covered with thick scales, each one shining with a cold light. Its eyes are like two blazing flames, carrying violent and wild power.
Mu Yu was shocked, and he understood that he had fallen into an unprecedented crisis. In his hand, a ball of dark thunder suddenly burst out, like lightning in the dark night, illuminating everything around him. This was his power, the only weapon he had against this monster.
However, when the black thunder collided with the monster's body, it did not leave any scars. The monster didn't seem to feel the power. It just glanced at Mu Yu contemptuously and then continued to attack him.
Mu Yu tightly held the black thunder in his hand. He took a deep breath and rushed towards the monster.
