"Follow me." The old man used his spiritual consciousness to guide Qin Fan's spiritual consciousness and leave the dungeon.
The old man's consciousness led Qin Fan through the dungeon while communicating.
"Since the signing of the peace agreement, several groups of people have come here every year to be enslaved by the demons. Over the past thousands of years, the number of humans who have come here to serve as slaves has already numbered in the hundreds of thousands."
"Most of the people died here, and their bones were randomly discarded. Those who survived couldn't bear to look at it, so they collected their bones and dug a hole under the dungeon specifically for stacking the bones."
Their consciousness traveled all the way, passing through many dungeons, and saw many human beings who were imprisoned here like them.
Only now did Qin Fan realize that this dungeon was very large, with thousands of cells. The total number of humans imprisoned here was probably tens of thousands.
Of course, these are all living people. If we count those who died, the hundreds of thousands the old man said is not an exaggeration at all.
The consciousness of the two people explored downwards along the dungeon, passing by a rotten and smelly ditch, and further down, there was a huge underground cave.
This cave is very large, but it is filled with corpses. Some corpses have long been turned into bones, and some are rotting.
There are even some who have not yet died and are still trying to carve something into the ground or the wall they are leaning against.
The rich aura of death filled the entire underground cave. Just looking at the number of bones, the number of people who had died here was at least tens of thousands.
As if sensing Qin Fan's consciousness, the few people who had not yet expired turned their heads and glanced into the void, and continued to carve something on the ground.
Qin Fan got closer with his consciousness and found that the man was carving words on the ground.
"I don't want to die here. If anyone in the future has a chance, please take my bones back to Blue Star."
Upon closer inspection, there are many such writings on the ground and on the walls. They are densely packed and full of words.
"I hate it so much. I wish I could kill all the demons and revive the human race. Kill, kill, kill..."
"Mom and Dad, my child is unfilial and cannot support his two elders until the end of his life."
"My people, please take my bones back to my homeland. Even if I die ten thousand times, I don't want to bury my bones in another land."
"Anyone who bullies our human race will be killed for the rest of his life!"
Tens of thousands of lines of handwriting, tens of thousands of lives, there is deep hatred between the lines, as well as attachment to the homeland and relatives.
Thousands of years have still not been able to bury their tragic feelings.
The numerous bones seemed to have come alive in Qin Fan's consciousness at this moment. The entire cave was filled with people, all of whom were human men of flesh and blood.
They either laughed heartily at Qin Fan, or raised their hands in greeting, or looked up to the sky and sighed, or raised their arms and sang loudly...
Qin Fan saw them opening their mouths to talk, saying something to himself.
But there were too many people and it was impossible to hear clearly.
Thousands of words, but finally gathered into one sentence: My people, please take my bones back to their homeland.
For thousands of years, I'm afraid no one knows that in the Demon Clan's base camp far away from Blue Star, deep in a dark and humid dungeon, in a cave covered with smelly ditches, there are tens of thousands of people who are willing to bury their bodies in a foreign land for the sake of peace for the human race. Unsung heroes.
They lie here quietly, no one remembers their names. For the sake of the peace of their tribe, they are willing to serve as slaves of the demons and suffer torture. In the end, they die in a foreign land, and no one even builds coffins for them.
Their greatest wish is that after their death, someone can take their bones back to their homeland.
If we say that this time he returned to the Immortal Realm and learned about the situation of the human race, Qin Fan was not too touched.
So at this moment, in this dark cave, in front of tens of thousands of bones, Qin Fan deeply felt the tragedy of the human race for the first time.
This is the tragedy of the human race, and it is also the tragedy of him, the former great emperor of the human race.
"Anyone who had the opportunity to collect the corpses was brought here. In order not to be discovered by the demons, many corpses of the clansmen were not collected."
"Compared to those tribesmen who have no bones left, the people here are lucky enough."
Even through spiritual communication, Qin Fan could feel the helplessness in the old man's tone.
"Let's go, I'll take you to meet some very important people."
Qin Fan's consciousness did not leave immediately. He continued to stop here and said silently in his heart: Don't worry, one day, I will come to take you home.
Then, he no longer stayed, and his consciousness followed the old man out of the cave.
"The people I am taking you to meet now have lived here for thousands of years. They know this place very well. If you have any questions, you can ask them now. I have already said hello."
"Okay." Qin Fan responded with his spiritual consciousness.
Next, they came to a dungeon.
This dungeon was just like theirs, with dozens of humans imprisoned inside.
In the corner, there was a human with long hair covering his face, who was the person the old man was looking for.
"You're here." A powerful divine voice said.
The old man responded: "Yes. The person next to me is little brother Qin Fan."
The divine consciousness said: "Yes, we are already in the Nascent Soul realm. Tell me, how do you want us to cooperate with you?"
Qin Fan could sense the power of this old man, and it was obvious that he was probably another powerful deity.
Qin Fan immediately stated his plan: "I have a way to destroy the giant corpse, but before that, I need someone to help me isolate that space."
The old man said: "Once something happens to the giant corpse, you will definitely be exposed. If you destroy the giant corpse, you can choose to escape immediately."
"We have a way to get you out of the Demon City, but once you reach the starry sky, it's up to you whether you can return to Blue Star."
Qin Fan was overjoyed: "This is great. As long as I can enter the starry sky, I am 90% sure to return to Blue Star."
The old man asked: "When do you plan to take action?"
Qin Fan said: "I will do it the next time my spiritual power is extracted."
"Okay, I will notify the other people. Once you start taking action, we will immediately try to isolate the main hall where the giant corpse is."
"Thank you."
After a brief exchange and making a plan, Qin Fan and the old man's consciousness retreated.
In the cell, Qin Fan opened his eyes, walked towards the old man and sat next to him.
"It's been so long and I still don't know how to call you?" Qin Fan asked.
The old man smiled lightly: "Just call me Jiang Song."
"Those people..." Qin Fan was referring to the old man he saw just now.
Jiang Song said: "They don't remember their names anymore, so just call them 'old people'!"
Old man, the meaning of these two words is extraordinary!
"If I escape from here after this is done, what will you and those old people do?"
Although Jiang Song and these old men were very strong, they would definitely not be able to hide their help from the strong demons afterwards if they helped Qin Fan in that situation.
The demons will definitely pursue a few people.
Jiang Song smiled and said: "This is not a problem you should be concerned about. If we can destroy the giant corpse, even if a few of us are here, we will die a worthy death."
"Remember, once you start taking action, don't be disturbed by any external factors and use all your strength to destroy the giant corpse."
