100-year-old foundation building, starting from the maximum level of understanding

Ji Haoyuan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

For him now, dealing with such an existence is not an overly difficult task.

However, it cannot be denied that if an ordinary immortal or a true immortal had come here, they would have been certain to die.

This, it seems, is merely an "appetizer".

Because in the following period of time, Ji Haoyuan encountered three more waves of the same humanoid creatures.

Moreover, with each wave, those guys seemed to be a little stronger than the previous one.

After Ji Haoyuan had dealt with all the waves of monsters that had attacked, his men finally entered the cabin of the Lost Path Ship.

Just like what you see from the outside, the interior of the lost boat was also in a state of disrepair.

Everywhere you look, there are traces of the great battle.

Sword marks, knife marks, fist marks, bloodstains, and patches of charred black spots all reveal the ferocity of the battle that took place here years ago.

But among these remaining traces, what caught Ji Haoyuan's attention the most were the patterns engraved on the walls of the cabin.

From left to right, from front to back, these patterns seem to record the course of a major battle from that year.

At first, it seemed as if black snow was falling from the sky.

This black snow seemed to carry some extremely strange power, causing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to rapidly decline, or rather, to freeze.

At first, people didn't seem to think anything of it.

I just instinctively sensed that the rules of the world seemed to have changed in some way.

But it didn't take long for everyone to discover it.

As the black snow increased, the rules of heaven and earth changed more and more, and the decline of spiritual energy became more and more severe.

As a result, they could no longer maintain their current level of attainment.

Many people's cultivation level has begun to decline.

It begins with the immortals, then progresses to Mahayana, the union with the Dao, and the refinement of emptiness.

Finally, even celestial beings at the celestial level could no longer maintain their own power.

This bizarre change immediately caused panic throughout the cultivation world.

Everyone was shouting.

The Dharma-ending Age is coming.

Those black snowflakes represent the harsh winter of the cultivation world.

No one can escape this sudden "winter".

Aside from cult leaders and other high-ranking figures, no matter how talented, divine, or holy you are, you can't escape the fate of ultimately becoming a mortal.

This was a disaster, but also a turning point in history.

The brilliant and glorious era of cultivation seemed to be coming to an end.

However, the real disaster was only just beginning.

As the black snow covered the entire upper and lower realms, suddenly, extremely terrifying creatures appeared from within those black snow layers.

They seemed to have traversed countless times and arrived in this world, where they launched an extremely ruthless and bloody massacre against all the immortals and cultivators.

At that moment, Ji Haoyuan's pupils contracted slightly.

He suddenly realized that among the creatures that appeared, there was one that was the same humanoid creature he had seen before.

No one knew better than him just how troublesome those humanoid creatures were.

Not to mention the sheer number of humanoid creatures depicted in those images, so densely packed they resembled locusts, practically covering every corner of the world.

The subsequent patterns depict blood—boundless, endless blood that stains the earth and spills across the sky.

Finally, a cult leader descended and engaged in an epic battle with the creatures that had appeared.

As can be seen, several cult leaders possess forbidden items.

This battle nearly shattered the entire Immortal Realm.

Countless planes and realms were destroyed in this war.

Countless people have died because of this.

Even figures at the level of a cult leader, as well as many forbidden items, perished or were destroyed in this battle.

In the last painting, several blood-soaked cult leaders lead a group of people through the barrier between the upper and lower realms, seemingly rushing into a new immortal realm, and then disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, Ji Haoyuan was deeply shocked.

He simply couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if the scenes depicted in those pictures actually happened in real life.

Even powerful figures like cult leaders cannot guarantee survival in the face of such a catastrophe.

For insignificant people like them, who are not even Celestial Immortals, how perilous must their situation be?

Could it be that the lost ship he is currently on is the forbidden item that was destroyed by it back then?
After countless long years of sedimentation, it has transformed into a legendary forbidden existence?
Ji Haoyuan had no idea, but a sense of unease instinctively arose in his heart.

Because he considered their current situation in this vast world.

Could it be that the so-called Black Winter, the great calamity of the cultivation world, is about to occur in this great world they inhabit?
If that's the case...

Ji Haoyuan was already hesitant to imagine anything further.

Ding!
Just then, Ji Haoyuan seemed to hear a clear, ringing sound.

This immediately snapped him out of his reverie, and he quickly looked in the direction from which the sound was coming.

However, there was nothing there at all.

But gradually, he could smell the stench of blood.

Furthermore, as time went on, the smell of blood became increasingly strong.

at last.

Ji Haoyuan clearly saw thick streams of blood spreading from the passageway at the end of the cabin.

What horrified Ji Haoyuan was that, amidst the blood, he saw corpses that had turned white from being submerged in water.

The faces of the corpses were indistinct, but judging from the lingering aura emanating from them, they must have been extraordinary figures in life.

This immediately made him realize the danger, a danger that could threaten his life.

I have to get out of here right now!

Ji Haoyuan dared not linger any longer and turned to leave.

But, just as he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a page of golden paper floating quietly among the corpses.

The surface of that gold paper was covered with densely packed text.

The words at the very top caught his attention.

Taiyi Daojing!

What classic text can be named after a Taoist scripture?

That is absolutely a remarkable classic.

For no apparent reason, Ji Haoyuan's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

He was well aware that the current situation was quite dangerous for him.

If we don't leave soon, it's hard to say what might happen or what accidents might occur.

But at the same time, he knew that such a golden sheet of paper, covered with scriptures, was an absolute treasure.

If he misses this opportunity, he will probably regret it for the rest of his life.

This was an instinctive intuition stemming from his nature.

That page of gold paper would be absolutely important to him.

How to do?
Ji Haoyuan was in a tremendous internal struggle.

But he knew that his time was running out.

He must make a decision as soon as possible, whether to stay or leave.

Fight!

Finally, a ruthless glint flashed in Ji Haoyuan's eyes.

The next moment, instead of retreating, he advanced and reached out to grab the page of gold paper floating among the many corpses.

Sizzle! Suddenly, wisps of blue smoke rose from Ji Haoyuan's outstretched hand.

It seems to have been corrupted by some kind of force.

He felt as if a small part of the Dao principles that belonged to him had been stripped away in that instant.

Although the small portion of Dao principles that was stripped away should be able to be restored after his primordial spirit returns to his physical body, it should take some time.

However, if too much of that part of the Dao is eliminated, he may very well lose control of that Dao forever.

what on earth is it?

Ji Haoyuan immediately used his Dao Zetian Eye to observe carefully.

Suddenly.

His pupils shrank suddenly.

Because he suddenly discovered that the small portion of the Dao principles that had just been stripped from him had transformed into a tiny figure exactly like himself within the blood.

Moreover, the little man, like the corpses, was completely lifeless, as if it had been submerged in water for a very, very long time.

For no apparent reason, a chill suddenly ran down Ji Haoyuan's back.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a bizarre situation.

Most importantly, he clearly doesn't have much time left.

Because the danger stemming from the impending loss of his life was drawing ever closer to him.

He even had a vague feeling that if he delayed any longer, he would very likely become one of those corpses.

do not care!
A resolute glint flashed in Ji Haoyuan's eyes.

The next moment, an ancient stone tablet suddenly flew out from between his eyebrows.

The stone tablet was covered with countless profound and mysterious Dao patterns.

It is the spirit path stele!
boom!
The moment the spirit tablet appeared, it suddenly unleashed unparalleled and powerful energy.

Strands of forbidden rules emanated from its surface.

With a hissing sound.

The blood and corpses that had been closing in on Ji Haoyuan were mostly evaporated in an instant.

Fortunately.

That page of gold paper did not disappear.

Ji Haoyuan knew this was a rare opportunity.

If he misses this opportunity, he may never have the chance to see that page of gold paper again.

So at that moment, the light of his primordial spirit fully shone forth.

He pushed the Dao of Truth and Nothingness to its extreme.

A brush sound.

Then a large hand, seemingly existing in reality yet existing in illusion, suddenly plunged into the remaining blood.

He grabbed the page of gold paper with one swift motion.

got it!
A look of surprise and delight appeared on Ji Haoyuan's face.

But in that instant, the many corpses that had been quietly floating in the blood suddenly opened their eyes.

In an instant, a deathly atmosphere filled the entire cabin.

Ji Haoyuan felt a chill run down his spine.

In that instant, he clearly saw that from each of the corpses that had opened their eyes, beams of dark, ink-like light, as deep as an abyss, shot toward him.

He had no doubt that if he were hit by those black beams, he would be in danger of dying.

Therefore.

He didn't have time to think, and the spirit tablet was immediately placed in front of him.

Then a terrifying, thunderous roar could be heard.

The entire lost vessel seemed to be shaking violently at that moment.

Ji Haoyuan had a very clear feeling that he was in the eye of a storm at sea.

If you're not careful even a little, you'll end up sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Whoosh!
Fortunately.

The spirit tablet truly lives up to its reputation as a forbidden treasure.

No matter how fierce the storm was, it eventually carried his soul and successfully evacuated him from the cabin.

There was a flash of light.

Holding the Divine Path Stele, Ji Haoyuan was about to leap off the Lost Path Boat.

But at that very moment, the entire lost vessel seemed to come alive.

Suddenly, wisps of gray mist began to emanate from the foremost deck.

Immediately afterwards, a hazy gray mark landed on Ji Haoyuan's shoulder before he could react.

A chirping sound.

Ji Haoyuan immediately noticed that there was a gray mark on his left shoulder.

This made his face turn green immediately.

what happened?

What on earth is this?
He carefully used his divine sense to perceive.

They even used the power of the Shinto Monument.

However, that gray mark seemed to be a birthmark that had always been on his body.

No matter how Ji Haoyuan investigated, he couldn't detect anything unusual.

Most importantly, the entire lost vessel now seems to be heading in some unknown direction.

If I don't find a way to leave soon, I really don't know where I'll end up.

Left with no other choice, Ji Haoyuan once again activated the power of the Divine Dao Stele and leaped off the Lost Dao Boat, which seemed to be beginning to recover.

This was all thanks to the fact that he possessed the Divine Stele, a forbidden treasure exclusively for the primordial spirit.

Otherwise, with his current abilities, it would be really unlikely that he could get through the forbidden power on the Lost Path Ship.

Brush it.

Ji Haoyuan's primordial spirit immediately returned to his physical body.

He, who was standing quietly in the void, suddenly opened his eyes.

Almost immediately, he looked at his left shoulder.

really.

Just as he expected.

At this moment, a gray mark, like a tattoo, was clearly imprinted on his left shoulder.

No matter what method he used, he still could not erase it from his body.

This made his heart sink slightly.

I really don't know whether the final outcome of being marked by such a forbidden existence as the Lost Boat will be good or bad.

It seems that the only option left is to wait for my master and the Holy Lord of Dongyue to return before asking them about it.

Thinking of this, Ji Haoyuan temporarily suppressed his unease and turned to look at his hands.

brush!
Suddenly, Ji Haoyuan's expression changed.

Where is my page of gold paper?
You have to understand that the reason you took such a big risk was ultimately just for that one page of gold paper.

Now, that page of gold paper has disappeared.

What is this doing?
suddenly.

Ji Haoyuan seemed to have sensed something.

His expression immediately shifted. (End of Chapter)