Xuanxia

Chapter 904 Death Place
"Master Zuling, about ten miles ahead is the desolate and dead land."

Huo Yaer said in a deep voice: "This place is extremely strange and we cannot fly. It is safer for us to walk in."

It took their carriage a day and a night to reach the border of the Yi Kingdom and go deep into the desert again.

After that, Fu Qingzhou brought Aiguli and followed Huoyar and flew for half a day before arriving here.

According to Huo Yaer, the entrance to the Styx Valley is the so-called desolate and dead place.

It is an isolated area located in the northwest of the desert, a real "death land" where no living creature can exist. It is even more desolate than the desert. Not only is there a strong aura of death everywhere, but there is also a strange power that makes people determined to die. If you fly in it, this "death will" born from the heart will become even stronger.

"When I was young, I was captured by people sent by Qiluo Palace. I was so panicked that I fled here."

Huo Yaer said calmly: "I was already seriously injured at that time, so I had no choice but to walk in. Instead, it was my uncle who came to catch me, but I never thought that she could not resist before me and committed suicide..."

"At that time, I got lost in the dead land and wanted to commit suicide countless times, but I relied on my unyielding spirit to reach the end... Then, I found the ruins of the Styx Valley, but I only went to the outskirts of the Styx Valley and never went deep into it."

"After that, I came back once more, but I still couldn't go deep into the Styx Valley. I did learn that... the Mysterious Star Realm is still useless here."

She pointed to the dense sandstorm ahead and said slowly, "Master Zuling, you must be careful."

Fu Qingzhou had a blank expression on his face and turned his head to glance at Aiguli beside him.

"I will go with you."

She understood something and whispered, "As long as... you don't mind my low level of cultivation."

"hehe."

At this time, Huo Yaer chuckled and said, "The Desolate Death Land should be some kind of formation set up by Wuwo the Great in the Styx Valley. No matter if you are in the Mysterious Star Realm or an ordinary person, there is no difference here. As long as you can overcome the desire to die in your heart, you can make it to the end."

She said it lightly, but Fu Qingzhou knew it couldn't be that simple.

This desolate and dead place is right here, and there is no hiding place. Not to mention people who practice cultivation, even ordinary people riding a camel would not have difficulty finding this place.

But why has the inheritance of the Styx Valley hardly leaked out for thousands of years? Only Huo Yaer and the ancestors of the Murong family got it?

Obviously, it is extremely difficult to pass through this desolate and dead place!

"Master Zuling, I want to try."

Ayiguli said softly: "If I don't even have the will to overcome my own heart, I don't deserve to stay with you."

Fu Qingzhou did not comment and took the lead to step forward.

Ayiguli hurried to follow.

Huo Yaer looked at her back deeply, then followed closely with his bone crutch.

Soon, the three of them walked into the wind and sand ahead.

Although the sandstorm was blinding, it was not that strong. Even Aiguli only wrapped her face with thick cloth to block the sandstorm and walked with a little difficulty. Fu Qingzhou and Huo Yaer were hardly affected.

But less than half an incense stick of time after walking forward, a terrible and strange feeling suddenly arose in Fu Qingzhou's heart!

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel "bored".

This kind of "boredom" means losing interest in everything!

Cultivate? Become stronger? Become a hero? Explore his own life experience? Reunite with old friends? Live a peaceful life with Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao? Or is it the desire hidden in his deepest heart, the desire to return to the modern world?
At this moment, he suddenly felt that all this was meaningless.

Since people live to die, why is there joy in life? Why is there pain in death?
This world and this life are meaningless.

Those people he saved and helped will eventually die, so what is the point of his efforts?
In this world, countless people and forces are fighting for power and profit, but what will their efforts count for a hundred years? What will their own calculations, strategies, and bravery count for?
It’s better to die and be done with it all.

This feeling was so strong that Fu Qingzhou immediately felt the emptiness both physically and mentally.

But...precisely because it came so strongly, it seemed so abrupt.

"coming!"

Fu Qingzhou was prepared in his heart, and thought to himself: "Is this all? You want to trick me into committing suicide? Qi Ranjue played this little trick in his early years. For me, doing those things is not for some lofty or noble 'meaning'."

"As long as those I have helped can smile, as long as my friends and I can live a carefree life, even if it's only for one day or one hour, it's good." "This is the meaning of life."

“Even if my life is just a flash of fireworks, at least it should make a sound and explode with colors, instead of being a dud!”

Blood rushed to his heart, Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up slightly, and he easily broke through the deathly intent.

He turned his head and looked at the two people beside him.

Huo Yaer smiled at him and nodded, obviously not affected at all - after all, she had been here twice and was probably already familiar with it.

What surprised him was that Aiguli was not affected at all. After initially showing a somewhat empty and confused look, she quickly recovered, and there was even a bit of stubbornness and determination in her eyes.

"Master Zuling, I'm fine."

Seeing Fu Qingzhou looking at her, she smiled at him gently.

Fu Qingzhou felt a little relieved and just nodded expressionlessly.

Then he turned his gaze forward.

"Dead place" is really a dead place.

The land here is more solid, not all sand like the desert outside. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

There are no trees, no grass, no birds or animals, no insects...

There was no water to be seen and no wind to be felt. It was extremely quiet and there really wasn't even a trace of life.

Even the sunlight at noon had a chilly and gloomy feel... There was no obstruction in the sky, only a thin layer of sand and dust, but it seemed as if dusk had already arrived.

"Master Zuling, you still need to be careful."

Huo Yaer took a step forward and whispered, "The deeper and more dangerous this place of death is, the stronger the desire to lead people to death will be."

"Well, you guys be careful."

Fu Qingzhou pretended to feel nothing and strode forward. Huoyar and Ayiguli looked at each other and followed him.

"This dead land is about 20 miles long. If you go straight, you will reach the Styx Valley." Huo Yaer said slowly, "But there is no reference point in between. The terrain is flat and unchanging. The sky is also covered with sand all year round. There is no sunlight, so it is difficult to determine the direction..."

Obviously, she meant that it was easy to get lost and that one needed to be careful.

But then, Fu Qingzhou stretched out his hand.

A green light condensed at his fingertips, and then the green light suddenly left his fingertips, turned into a ball of light and flew forward until it disappeared into the darkness ahead.

Wherever the green light passed, a long shallow scratch was left on the ground, extending forward.

Huo Yaer's eyes were slightly strange.

"Follow this path and you won't stray."

Fu Qingzhou said lightly, stepping on the shallow mark and moving forward leisurely.

No one noticed that his right hand, which was behind his back, trembled slightly.

The moment the green light was emitted, he clearly felt a strange force emerging from the ground beneath his feet like a poisonous insect or snake, moving up along the meridians of his legs and drilling into his right hand where he was performing the spell...

Then, it disappeared into the curse mark on the palm of his right hand!

"So that's what it is..."

Fu Qingzhou thought to himself, "Will there be an impact if I cast a spell here? Why didn't Huo Yaer tell me before? Did she forget to tell me, or did she deliberately test me?"

"It doesn't matter. At least with the curse mark left by the old ghost, I won't have any problem casting spells here."

He walked forward silently, as if he didn't notice anything unusual.

But after walking a few steps, they heard the sound of weapons rubbing against each other not far ahead of them!

(End of this chapter)