Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 316 Pollution
As Zhao Liulang decided to set off for the capital, Lin Jiang keenly noticed the surrounding fog subtly shifting.

He couldn't explain the reason for this change, but he vaguely felt a strange sense of unease rising from the depths of the fog.

He focused his attention and carefully sensed the surroundings, but found nothing unusual. He had no choice but to suppress his doubts for the time being and watch Zhao Liulang head towards the divine city.

Zhao Liulang's trip to Shencheng was clearly well-planned.

He brought along several highly skilled Star Pointers and prepared numerous secret treasures to ensure everything was in order before leading a large group of people on a long journey through the desolate southwestern region.

After spending more than a month, they finally arrived near the divine city.

Looking around, the distant city was still a scene of ruins and desolation.

Just as Lin Jiang was about to concentrate on examining what else still remained in the city, the fog in front of him suddenly swirled.

He clearly saw that the group that was marching towards the ruined city suddenly turned around, and the number of people and horses suddenly decreased, as if they were dragging their tired bodies and leaving the city.

Several strangely shaped black boxes had also appeared in Zhao Liulang's arms.

Upon witnessing this scene, Lin Jiang was momentarily stunned. It took him a moment to realize what was happening:
The fog completely obscured their experiences in the divine city!
This?
It's one thing to skip over the loving premarital romance, but why are you also erasing this crucial exploration of the divine city?
After calming down and thinking for a while, Lin Jiang forced himself to suppress his emotions.

He could clearly sense that the current situation was probably different from what he had experienced before.

The entire love scene was skipped earlier. Lin Jiang figured it was more like Zhao Liulang had a strong obsession with protecting that "youthful" memory. In addition, no disasters occurred during that experience, so Lin Jiang didn't need to wander around in it. Therefore, it was skipped.

The divine city before them seemed to possess a power that inherently resisted the probing of the mist.

Seeing that the returning team was significantly smaller, Lin Jiang knew very well that Zhao Liulang had brought along experts with the power of the Star Point. If they had suffered losses, this place was probably not as ordinary as it appeared.

It seems that even though the dynasty has collapsed, the massive ruins left behind by the previous dynasty are by no means something to be treated lightly.

Zhao Liulang quickly returned to the capital with the small box he had retrieved from Shencheng, and then began to study the sealed contents of the box with the Imperial Advisor.

To Lin Jiang, the box appeared perfectly normal, and it was not tainted by the disgusting aura of calamity.

But when Lin Jiang looked at the box through the mist, a strong sense of unease rose in his heart.

It is likely that everything that follows will be inextricably linked to this box.

As Lin Jiang had predicted, Zhao Liulang returned to the capital and studied the box with the Imperial Advisor.

They designated a location behind the palace as an experimental site and set up a maze-like formation to make it difficult for anyone to enter.

He then immersed himself in it day and night, thoroughly investigating the root cause of the disaster.

Outside the formation, the sun and moon fly by, the stars revolve, and the years slip by.

Through the fog, Lin Jiang could hardly see what the two had researched. He only occasionally felt that nauseating aura of disaster permeated the entire sea of ​​fog, and then it would disappear without a trace.

Finally, after the fog continued to surge for some time, its momentum gradually subsided and it eventually calmed down.

Lin Jiang could also sense that he had reached the end of Zhao Liulang's life.

The unexpected event that the Imperial Advisor spoke of is about to happen.

The surrounding mist reformed into a realistic scene, and Lin Jiang looked around and found himself inside a deep palace.

At this moment, the Imperial Preceptor and Zhao Liulang were gazing at the black box in the center of the hall in the distance. Around the box, several cultivators were casting spells and carefully studying the black box.

"As long as the method on the box is calibrated, it will be able to connect with the void outside."

"Logically speaking, that is indeed the case."

The Imperial Advisor's appearance was now identical to what was seen from the outside world; his gleaming, mirror-like head was particularly striking. He stared at the black box before him with a worried expression.
"However, this thing is probably more dangerous than we imagine. If it successfully makes contact with the Void, we may not be able to destroy it with the combined strength of Daxing."

"We should at least test the waters."

Zhao Liulang sighed helplessly:

“There are probably very few people in the world today who have the same abilities as you and me. The old man riding a donkey in the western mountains is one, and the woman sitting under the tree in the eastern Great Yin is another. All things considered, only the four of us are qualified to try to deal with the void. If we are not capable, I'm afraid Great Xing will have no other way.”

The Grand Preceptor remained silent, which clearly showed that although he felt the situation was too risky, he also knew that Zhao Liulang's words made sense.

The level of cultivation in the Nine Heavens was rare even during the heyday of the previous dynasty. If we were to wait for the world to produce a few more cultivators of this level, the time it would take would be immeasurable.

Simply hiding and waiting for disaster to strike is not the best strategy. Now that we have found the root cause through research, we should give it our all.

"It's a pity that we haven't been able to find any trace of your master," the Imperial Preceptor sighed.

Zhao Liulang rolled his eyes:

"I haven't sensed my master's gaze for decades. I suppose he's gone off to travel the world."

At this point, Zhao Liulang paused slightly:
“Old bald man, you don’t need to worry too much. This is just a preliminary test. If even such a small trial is unbearable for you and me, then I’m afraid no one in this world can subdue the source of the calamity.”

"In the end, we should always have some reverence for the unknown, because what we know about it is still too shallow."

"Indeed."

As the two were talking, several cultivators sitting in the distance suddenly lowered their eyes and opened them.

Suddenly, the Eight Trigrams Formation scroll unfolded beneath its seat for verification, with a faint blue glow swirling and shifting around it.

These rays of light transformed into liquid-like water droplets that surged up the central pedestal and poured into the central box. At that moment, the top of the box also underwent a slight change.

The originally square shell suddenly emitted a mechanical sound, and its four corners and eight sides underwent irregular deformation, transforming into a bizarrely shaped object. The entire object was semi-circular in shape, with its upper outer wall made of an infusion tube of a steel-like material. It was pitch black and expanded over time.

Lin Jiang stared intently at the object, feeling that it looked exactly like something he had seen before. However, even after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't come up with a single idea.

At that very moment, Lin Jiang noticed a cultivator not far away also staring intently at the box, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"This thing looks like a heart, just like it's alive."

Lin Jiang then suddenly realized what was going on.

indeed,

The black box on the platform now resembles a heart that has been ripped out, beating as if it were alive.

However, just as Lin Jiang's thoughts shifted, he suddenly saw the cultivator who had just spoken suddenly split open in the chest, his entire face turning into limp, fleshy pulp that flowed down his cheeks.

Beneath the skin, where flesh and blood had been peeled away, glittering, iridescent stars emerged, like countless eyes scanning the surroundings.

The sudden change stunned everyone around. Everyone instinctively drew their weapons, except for the cultivator who had undergone the transformation. He looked around blankly, puzzled, and asked:

"what happened?"

The other cultivators stretched out their rotting, festering hands. Their mouths gaped open, their jaws slumped to the ground, yet they managed to squeeze out words with difficulty from their star-studded throats:

"You have been corrupted by calamity!"

"me?!"

The first person contaminated changed his expression drastically and immediately used his completely twisted arm to pull out a star-stained talisman from his robes, which he then stuck directly to his forehead:

“Kill me now!”

Those cultivators who had already transformed into chaotic stars did not hesitate and launched an attack on him directly.

Before their method was even revealed, a nearly imperceptible radiance suddenly swept through the space they were in.

When the light faded, the spot where they had stood was transformed into a large, incomplete void.

It was as if someone had quietly erased it using Taoist magic.

All the cultivators had vanished without a trace, not even leaving behind their clothes.

Zhao Liulang made his move.

He looked down at his palm and saw a bloody gash on the base of his left hand. From within the gash, an eyeball suddenly rolled out and exploded the instant it met his gaze, scattering into countless stars.

Beneath the vanished stone bricks in the distance, what is revealed is not soil, but a deep, dark sky.

Ink-black waves surged in the deep sky, their crests carrying specks of light of various colors.

It was as if beneath this land, there was already a connection to the distant outer sea.

"what happened?"

Zhao Liulang's cultivation was ultimately profound, and he was able to suppress the spreading erosion for a time. The Imperial Preceptor in the distance also forced out the colored liquid at the fastest speed to ensure that his body was unharmed.

"Perhaps it was because He was mentioned just now. This calamity has flowed back along the stream of words."

"This is fucking weird!"

Zhao Liulang directly used the pill formula to smash it into the still-beating heart in the very center.

The moment the two made contact, the heart also disappeared from the spot, but unfortunately, the place where it disappeared was also enveloped by the spreading sea of ​​stars.

This sea of ​​stars is expanding rapidly at a visible speed, and it probably won't be long before it completely encroaches on the entire backyard.

The Imperial Preceptor's eyes were serious as he poured all his energy into casting the spell. The seven-colored liquid suddenly enveloped the entire courtyard. This spell, which was usually invincible against calamities, was now at a disadvantage in the face of these strange stars. The two collided only once before a large amount of liquid was assimilated and transformed into stars that continued to spread.

Zhao Liulang also repeatedly activated his magic to eliminate the locations of those stars.

However, every time he cleared one spot, a new gap would appear. After using the method three or four times, Zhao Liulang finally stopped.

He looked down at his wrist and found that his entire left hand had been completely transformed into starlight.

Without hesitation, he cut off his left arm, but when he looked at his wound, he discovered that his body was also filled with stars.

Zhao Liulang remained silent for a moment:

"National Division."

"What."

"You should get out first."

"what?"

The Imperial Advisor suddenly turned around, glaring angrily at Zhao Liulang:
"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Liulang took a deep breath, and then spoke expressionlessly:

"I'll hold them off. Then you figure out a way to kill them all with me."

(End of this chapter)