Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 104 One Glance Can See the World
Lin Jiang stared into the deep corridor, his curiosity growing stronger.

Where does this corridor lead?

Seeing the little golden figures still frolicking around him, and several of them even conjuring up suona-shaped instruments from their palms and playing them incessantly, Lin Jiang didn't want to dampen their spirits, so he slowly walked along the stone path.

The little figures either gracefully cleared the way or welcomed us with drums and music, creating a lively and joyful atmosphere along the route.

The view suddenly opens up as you walk through the corridor.

What appeared before him was an open-air corridor.

An open-air corridor winds its way before us, with a few rays of dim light slanting in from the outside.

Lin Jiang stood in an unshaded spot and looked into the distance. The sky was still as black as ink, and the fallen stars glowed with a warm red afterglow, which was the source of the halo in the corridor.

As the starry sky came into view, he looked down and saw a palace perched atop the mountain, with ruins stretching from the foot of the mountain to the horizon, resembling an apocalyptic scene.

Lin Jiang slowly raised his head, his gaze stretching further and further away, past the dilapidated buildings, past the crumbling city walls, and towards a vast black wilderness, upon which countless collapsed rooftops were connected.

The dark horizon stretched far into the distance, the flat expanse seemingly floating on a pitch-black ocean.

This inner world is so vast!

What kind of place is this vast city that stretches out beneath his feet?

The golden figures beside them had already clung to the railing like a stack of Arhats, their faceless little faces all looking up at the ruins.

The people in the front row hung their heads and looked down, their joy from playing the suona was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a look of disappointment, as if they were about to slump their heads on the stone slab.

Lin Jiang squatted down and touched the little figures:

Do you know where this is?

The little figures nodded in unison, and a few even jumped around in front of Lin Jiang, seemingly trying to explain something to him using sign language.

Unfortunately, their arm movements were too fast, and Lin Jiang, who had never learned this kind of body language, couldn't understand them at all.

The little people clearly noticed this as well, and were noticeably more disappointed.

Lin Jiang was speechless.

Why do I have to comfort the little golden statue even after it's inside my body?

Not long after the little golden statue was disappointed, it pulled Lin Jiang along and continued on its way.

Finally, Lin Jiang reached the end of the corridor.

An empty stone chamber appeared before him; the entire chamber was completely empty and spotless.

But on the wall in front of them was a huge portrait.

The moment Lin Jiang stared at the portrait, his thoughts seemed to be drawn into it.

He had seen this scene before.

It was a huge coffin floating in the boundless void, and inside that coffin was an entire world!

This is what Lin Jiang saw when he connected the coffin!

My body seems to float in the air, and my eyes can see for thousands of miles.

What I saw and heard was vast and expansive.

Truly, one can see a thousand miles in a single glance, and one's thoughts can reach ten thousand feet!
Just looking at the enormous map in front of him, Lin Jiang felt his mind was at ease and his thoughts were flowing smoothly.

At the time, it was thought that the Great Realm had appeared by chance, but unexpectedly, after the corridor was opened, this heaven-reaching and earth-shattering supernatural power was completely imprinted on the wall.

Lin Jiang looked down and saw the Jin people standing with their hands on their hips, like ginseng plants waiting for praise.

"Impressive, truly impressive." Lin Jiang gave them a thumbs up.

The little golden figures couldn't understand what the thumbs-up meant, but they could tell from Lin Jiang's expression that he was praising them. So they happily opened their arms, held hands, and started dancing.

There were even a few that used wooden ropes and small cranes to make wheels to lift their companions up to a high place, where they would scatter flower petals.

After watching them frolic for a while with a smile, Lin Jiang focused intently on the giant painting.

The map was extremely large and detailed. Although it was far away and vast, he seemed to be able to fine-tune the size of the map and could barely make out the interplay of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas on the ground.

The two continents face each other across the sea. The smaller one is surrounded by scattered islands like stars, while the larger one looks familiar. Lin Jiang recalled the map he had seen outside and realized that it was the territory of Daxing.

And the ancient grassland kingdoms surrounding Daxing, the southern barbarians of the Western Regions.

Only now has he realized that a vast area surrounds Daxing, with the farthest coastal country separated from Daxing by Daxing itself. Heaven knows how much the local customs and environment have changed.

Lin Jiang gazed at the scattered islands and suddenly remembered what Tai Nanzi had said about the Cloud-Treading Technique, which came from crossing the sea. Could it be that this was the origin of the technique?
The Naihe Islands are like ink dots on the horizon; even if you look far into the distance, you can only see the shadowy mountain ridges and forests.

There are countless extraordinary people and skills in the vast world. If he has the opportunity in the future, Lin Jiang plans to take a boat to this place to see its unique mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

Setting aside the main continent for the moment, Lin Jiang shifted his attention to the towering walls in the distance.

From a panoramic view, the massive walls of the coffin, which embrace the continent, gleam with the luster of redwood, and the mottled paint marks are clearly visible.

Based on scale calculations, its actual size is truly enormous.

The coffin was surrounded by seawater, with no direct road connecting it. To reach the coffin, one would have to travel by boat.

However, perhaps because the coffin was still while the water was moving, small ripples were being stirred up on the ocean around the coffin, as if someone had put water into a bowl and it was trembling slightly.

What Lin Jiang saw as mere ripples was, in reality, a scene of towering waves crashing against the sky.

Turning his gaze away from the huge waves in front of him, Lin Jiang stroked his chin thoughtfully.

This entire coffin must contain some kind of immense supernatural power.

The concept of a coffin is clearly a later invention, and this world containing coffins is certainly not naturally formed.

However, it is unknown where the coffin originated if we trace its roots back to its source.

Lin Jiang turned to look at the little golden statue next to him:
"Can this perspective be changed?"

The little golden figures shook their heads.

"Can you zoom in a bit more?" The zoom level isn't high enough yet, and Lin Jiang is still having a hard time seeing it. Apart from looking at the large map, he can't see anything else clearly.

The little golden figures shook their heads again. They couldn't zoom in or out, nor could they change the perspective.

It looks like a camera that's been nailed to the ground.

Before formally learning various profound skills, Lin Jiang would probably say, "The wonderful methods are endless." But now, Lin Jiang is more interested in knowing exactly where his perspective is.

All methods require a medium to release them; breathing requires a mouth, diseases require flowers, and punching an enemy requires a strong body.

The fact that I can now look down at the entire coffin from this angle means that there must be some medium outside the coffin that can support my view.

What is this medium?

As Lin Jiang was pondering, he suddenly noticed one of the little golden figures tugging at his trouser leg. The little golden figure walked to the wall and patted the entire map with its arm, which was so dark you couldn't see your own hand in front of your face.

"You want me to touch this?" Lin Jiang asked.

The little golden statue nodded.

Lin Jiang then walked up to the portrait and touched it with his index finger.

The next instant, a ripple spread out from where Lin Jiang's index finger touched, radiating outwards.

Where the microwave swept across, two distinct colors emerged from the map.

A large area of ​​red and yellow dots stood out clearly on the map.

The map began to show mottled yellow and red dots, like goosebumps on human skin, and in the blink of an eye, they covered the entire map.

There are fewer yellow dots, but they are relatively larger. There are more red dots, densely packed, but they are not concentrated in the exact center of the map. Instead, they are mostly scattered along the edges of the map, hanging in the sea, undulating with the waves.

Lin Jiang carefully checked and found that there were a total of eighteen yellow dots: twelve on the mainland where Daxing is located and six on the archipelago.

Their number matches the number of coffins exactly.
There are countless red dots in the ocean, but very few on land. There are about twenty red dots on the small continent surrounded by the archipelago, while there are only ten on the mainland where Daxing is located.

Lin Jiang's gaze was fixed on these red dots.

He didn't know what the yellow dots represented, but what the red dots represented.

Looking at the blood-red color, Lin Jiang felt a sudden sense of unease.

He did not feel this way when faced with his page's serious illness, nor did he feel this way when faced with the spider that disgusted him.

The simple red dot, devoid of any imposing aura, evoked a strange feeling far greater than that of the malevolent monsters or harmful thieves.

A mysterious spiritual force was warning him.

This person is definitely not a good person.

and……

There's one spot on this map that's clearly different.

Lin Jiang looked at a point on the map, which was slightly to the north.

Despite the thousands of mountains and valleys separating them, one can still discern the marks of carving and encroachment on that land, the clearing marks crisscrossing like a chessboard, the city walls connecting to form a vast territory. Even more strangely, at the heart of the city, reddish-yellow light spots flicker and fade like yin and yang fish.

A strange red spot was reflected next to the coffin.

Lin Jiang observed these highlights for a long time, memorizing their locations.

Then he turned to look at the group of golden statuettes around him:

What are these red dots?

Upon hearing Lin Jiang's question, the little golden figures became visibly flustered, and they hurriedly began to gesture with their hands.

Those with fast hand speeds can almost create afterimages in the air.

Lin Jiang couldn't understand it at all.

He squatted down in front of the little golden statue:

"It's too much trouble for us to communicate like this. Can you write?"

A golden statue used its fingers as a pen to write rapidly, and the ground was covered with symbols that resembled oracle bones but were difficult to decipher.

Helpless, Lin Jiang could only wave his hand to quell the restless little golden statues:
"When I ask you questions, just nod or shake your head."

The little golden figures nodded.

Are red dots a bad thing?

The little golden statuettes all nodded in unison.

"Are red dots very dangerous?"

Nodded again.

"Is a red dot more powerful than a star?"

Some of the golden statues nodded, while others shook their heads.

Lin Jiang frowned:
"Some are better than Dianxing, some are not?"

The little golden figure nodded.

"What kind of big trouble will it cause if we leave it unattended?"

The young men hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded.

Lin Jiang roughly figured out what was going on with the red dot.

I never expected that there would be such a thing in Daxing.

In that vast ocean...

hiss.

This area seems safe, but in reality, it doesn't seem so safe.

(End of this chapter)