"Connected together? What does that mean?" Wen Sengyu looked at Wenhao in confusion.
"To put it simply, the space here is chaotic. It must have been created by someone. This magic feels both familiar and unfamiliar to me." Wenhao said thoughtfully.
"You mean, this place is endless?" Wen Sengyu sighed as he looked at the desert in the distance.
"You can understand it that way, it's not normal here anyway." Wenhao said. "Dad, do you think I should try to reach the place where we were just before we came here?"
"That village?" Wen Sengyu asked.
"Yeah." Wenhao nodded.
Wen Sengyu thought for a while and said, "Try it, but I'm afraid that if they are still there, you will continue to faint if you go there by yourself, so you take me with you."
After hearing this, Wenhao stepped forward and took Wen Sengyu's hand, preparing to use his strength.
Wenhao summoned a transparent energy field around their feet. The next second, he swiped his hand hard on the ground. The gravel under their feet splashed high, but the two of them remained motionless.
"What happened? Did it fail?" Wen Sengyu asked, looking at the writer.
"Well...I'm trapped by some kind of energy, and it seems I can't get out of here using magic." Wenhao said disappointedly.
However, he kept trying to get out from here, and the gravel flew up under his feet over and over again.
"Okay, literary man, save some energy, you will need it later." Wen Sengyu motioned for him to stop.
The literary giant seems to have no "blue bar" and can use magic continuously. This is also quite curious. It may be that his "big sister" taught him some different magic skills.
"Dad, what should we do now? Waiting here is not an option." Wen Hao said.
At this time, Wen Sengyu heard the "rustling sound" again, and this time he felt that the rustling sound was more and more broken, and the range of the surrounding sand was wider.
"Is it coming again?" Wen Sengyu said warily.
The writer also noticed the anomalies around him and became vigilant, saying, "It looks like there is a big war."
After speaking, the writer made a fighting posture, ready to kill these big bugs at any time.
But this time the bugs seemed to have become smarter, and instead of emerging directly from the sand, they kept "swimming" around Wen Sengyu and the others, creating a huge whirlpool.
Wen Sengyu watched the sand beneath his feet begin to sink, but he could not run further.
"Dad, give me your hand."
This small situation was not difficult for Wenhao. He immediately took Wen Sengyu's hand and prepared to teleport to other places.
But things are far from being as simple as imagined. After using his strength several times, Wenhao discovered that his magic in this sand formation was also restricted.
"What!? Why can't I use magic?" The writer was obviously a little panicked.
At this time, Wen Sengyu also felt that a force was gradually suppressing the two of them.
Seeing the sand under his feet sinking deeper and deeper, Wen Sengyu could only try to use time magic.
Fortunately, his magic was not restrained too much, and the vortex that originally rotated clockwise began to reverse under his control, gradually turning counterclockwise.
The literary giant on the side watched with great interest and said unconsciously: "Dad, your magic is so awesome."
Wen Sengyu continued to use his strength to restore the time in the surrounding sand dunes to its original calm state.
"Wenhao, now try to see if you can use magic." Wen Sengyu said with a slight breath.
After that, Wenhao took Wen Sengyu's hand and teleported to the other side instantly.
"It's okay, Dad! This trick really works." The writer said excitedly.
But not long after, there was another rustling sound in their ears.
"Damn, here we go again." Wen Sengyu cursed as he looked at the surrounding sand dunes.
Upon seeing this, Wenhao took Wen Sengyu's hand again, but the magic failed again.
"Dad...I can't do it again." Wenhao looked at Wen Sengyu aggrievedly.
At this moment, the familiar vortex appeared around the two of them again, seemingly spinning faster than before.
"It seems that we can only try this trick."
After saying this, Wen Sengyu squatted down, placed his hands on the sand, then closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Unlike last time, Wenhao saw that the vortex under their feet did not turn counterclockwise, but was turning clockwise at a faster speed, as if everything around them was fast-forwarded.
"Dad, what are you..." Wen Hao guessed that Wen Sengyu used the same trick he just used to deal with the big bug to fast forward time.
Sure enough, after one minute, the surrounding speed became faster and faster, so fast that it became blurry. The writer saw that the gravel under his feet gradually sank and turned into another kind of landform.
And the dozens of big bugs that were originally hidden under the sand around them have also turned into corpses due to the weathering of time.
The writer noticed that sweat had begun to drip from Wen Sengyu's forehead, so he stepped forward to wipe Wen Sengyu's forehead with his sleeve.
The moment his sleeve touched Wen Sengyu's forehead, Wen Sengyu fell down.
The moment he fell, the surrounding world was frozen into a world where everyone was dressed in ancient costumes.
"Dad, wake up." The literary man shouted loudly to Wen Sengyu in front of him, and there were people watching the excitement around him.
This group of people pointed at Wen Sengyu and the two, not knowing what happened.
At the same time, Wenhao noticed that there were many people wearing modern clothes like them around them.
"Where is this?!"
"Is this Hengdian..."
"I must be dreaming."
"I wasn't in the library just now."
There are more and more doubting voices around, and they don’t understand the world at all.
At this time, Wen Sengyu was awakened by the noisy sounds around him. He opened his eyes and looked around and said, "Wen Hao, have we succeeded?"
The writer didn't know what to say at this time, because he didn't know if it was a success, but at least he escaped from that damn desert.
"We escaped, but I don't know where we are." Wenhao replied.
Wen Sengyu was about to stand up, and Wenhao stepped forward to help him up. He was recovering faster and faster.
The surrounding area is a place similar to an ancient street market. The buildings are all wooden frame structures. Wooden columns and wooden beams form the overall frame of the house. It is very different from modern buildings. It feels like being in an ancient city.
The people around them were also wearing ancient gowns, and the men also had long hair. Looking at these modern people, they were very puzzled.
"Sure enough, I heard that there was a war between the gods, and the gods of the universe and the gods of the universe fought."
The conversation of an ancient man next to Wen Sengyu attracted him.
Because he knew that the ancient universe represented time and space, and the God of Universe and God of Universe they spoke of should refer to the God of Time and the God of Space.
So Wen Sengyu stepped forward and asked.
"Brother, why are the two gods of the universe you just mentioned fighting?" Wen Sengyu asked.
But the moment the man saw Wen Sengyu approaching, he subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Don't come over here..." The man backed away repeatedly.
"Don't be afraid, we are just dressed a little weird, but we are all good people." Wen Sengyu stopped and said.
But the man was still very nervous, retreating further and further away, and then he wanted to walk away.
"Okay, I finally caught someone, and you scared me away." Wen Hao said from the side.
"I'm sorry... I want to ask where this is." At this time, a young girl ran up to Wen Sengyu and asked.
"This should be the realm of reincarnation." Wen Sengyu replied.
"Reincarnation Realm? What is that?" The girl looked at Wen Sengyu in confusion and asked.
At this time, more and more modern people were surrounding them, as if they had found a life-saving straw, while there were fewer and fewer local ancient people. Most of them were scared away, and some people ran away. At that time, he shouted "something ominous".
"Brother, what do you mean by the realm of reincarnation just now?" said a man in the crowd.
"You don't know what the reincarnation realm is? Then how did you get in." Wen Hao said helplessly from the side, while Wen Sengyu watched from the side.
After the literary giant mentioned this topic, someone started chatting with him: "I was just in a daze in the library, thinking about it, and then I entered a white world, and then I ended up here without knowing what happened."
This man spoke intermittently, and his memory seemed not very coherent.
"Me too! I just came out of my mother's ward in the hospital. I squinted on the chair outside the ward for a while and then ended up here." Another said.
Wen Sengyu seemed to have some clues after hearing this. These people were obviously the first time they entered the realm of reincarnation. They understood nothing and knew nothing.
"I only know that this is the realm of reincarnation, and I don't know the rest. Let's meet again when we are destined." After Wen Sengyu said this, he took the writer's hand and ran towards the alley.
"Hey, Dad, why are you running? Why are you running? What is going on?" Wen Hao asked as Wen Sengyu took him to a safe place.
"It seems that these people have come to the reincarnation domain for the first time. This is strange. Shouldn't we be in the ninth-level reincarnation domain?" Wen Sengyu said.
"No wonder they don't know anything." Wenhao said. "Then we don't have to run away. Just explain it to them. Maybe we can still use these people."
"One more thing is worse than one less thing. Now we have to find a way to find you, Sister Qianqian. Nothing else matters." Wen Sengyu said.
"Sorry to bother you, is this the reincarnation domain you just mentioned?"
While Wen Sengyu and the others were talking here, an old man with a white beard suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley, walking towards them.
"Who are you?" Wen Sengyu looked at the old man warily.
"It doesn't matter who I am, but I want to tell you that no one knows where this is yet, only you know." The old man looked very kind.
"So what." Wenhao said to him.
"Hahaha, it seems that you only know a little bit about it." The old man with a white beard said.
"Old man, how do you say this?" Wen Sengyu asked.
"Actually, this is the first generation reincarnation domain." The old man said.
