Chapter 175: Falling into the Ruins (Please Subscribe)

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

There was only the sound of rushing wind in his ears; ever since being suddenly transported to this place, Du En had been falling at high speed.

Looking around, it was pitch black, without a shred of light.

He released his divine sense, but it seemed to encounter some kind of interference, making it difficult to spread out and observe.

"I should be underground..."

But there was no soil pressing in from the surroundings, and he was still falling continuously.

He maintained a skeptical attitude toward this for the time being.

What met his eyes was a ceiling hundreds of zhang high, and beneath this lightless dome, large stretches of dilapidated pavilions and towers.

He wanted to fly using a magic tool, only to find he couldn't fly at all.

The sound came from inside.

A not-so-long corridor was traversed.

As his thoughts raced, Du En suddenly performed a leap and backflip, avoiding the hand that had lunged out from behind him.

Therefore, the key point actually did not lie with Li Jian, but with Meng Changqing.

It was generally human-shaped, but it wore no clothes, and no gender characteristics could be seen; the muscle texture on its body was more like tree roots, with prominent bulging veins that appeared pitch black, and something flowed inside them, bulging and moving like small, constantly twitching worms.

Just a moment ago, after killing the evil creature, he heard a bit of movement.

"Hiss!!"

Because as he descended, he seemed to have left a certain enclosed area; at this moment, his vision and divine sense had returned to normal, and even though there was still no light source here, he could discern the finest details and see everything clearly.

"Is it really just good luck?"

It opened its toothless mouth, with flesh-filaments connecting the upper and lower lips, squeezed a strange cry from its throat, and came rushing over while shrieking.

The place where Du En landed was a cliff, looking like a protruding canine tooth.

It was only because Du En's cultivation techniques had reached a state of mastery, and his cultivation base was at the late stage of Foundation Establishment with deep accumulation, that he could be so extravagant, essentially squandering his mana.

The reason for this was that an evil creature was lurking around it.

But not long after, he heard a thud.

"Ha!"

Du En put away his magic tool, his gaze shifting slightly.

But today, this deathly stillness was broken by many movements!

When it came down to it, high-grade spells were not meant for normal Foundation Establishment cultivators; under normal circumstances, only the Golden Core stage could support such mana consumption.

The evil nature dissipated completely, and even the air seemed to have improved.

Du En saw from afar that a rockery had been smashed; a late-stage second-tier single-horned purple ox, with bloodshot eyes, terrified and furious, was recklessly charging at the things in front of it, further damaging the already decaying and dilapidated buildings.

Boom!

Du En landed hard at the bottom, relying on his robust physique; aside from a pair of shoes and half a pair of trousers being shattered by the recoil, he was completely unscathed in every other respect.

The cry was very strange, faintly revealing pain.

The passage of ten thousand years had caused these buildings, which were originally attached with various restrictions, to all become decayed and dilapidated, exuding a deathly stillness.

Du En scrutinized them, then walked inside.

The final cry sounded like a scream; the evil creature was swallowed by the abyss, as if it could never climb back up.

From the cliff wall to the bottom, at this moment, a large pile of similar evil creatures surrounded Du En; they had been moving quietly, surrounding him, who had fallen into the feeding trough.

"Ah!"

Had he hit the bottom?

No!

In just a moment, several hundred evil creatures had been wiped out completely, either burned to slag or torn to pieces.

However, second-tier demonic beasts have incomplete intelligence, and their souls are naturally weak, so they naturally lack divine sense; therefore, they could not use this to know his specific location, and at the same time, the various developed physical senses used in the past to look down upon the mountains and forests were basically ineffective against this kind of alien enemy.

"However, I didn't expect that evil cultivator to suddenly do this; it was a bit of a miscalculation. Of course, as long as I still intend to obtain more information from him and confirm certain issues, this kind of development is unavoidable."

"I need to use this kind of action to continue making confirmations, and..."

Du En lifted his foot and cracked the stone, kicking a rock directly; with a bang, it smashed into pieces, and its body was carried off the cliff by the immense force.

Blinking his eyes, a shimmering crystal light appeared, then quickly faded and vanished.

He immediately raised the stage of his Breath-Concealing Technique, completely hiding his aura, and then quickly took action in the dark.

"Hiss!"

That said, clearing out the riffraff was truly useful.

He pulled his legs out of the hard stone ground, took a new pair of magic tool shoes and trousers from his storage bag to change into, and finally, with a light leap, jumped out from the bottom of the pit.

Before the cliff, there was an unfathomable pitch-black abyss; it seemed the area where he had just fallen was a corner of this abyss, and it was only because his luck was decent that he was able to land on the cliff.

But with their own kind acting as a firewall in front, the evil creatures behind simply leaped up and rushed over one after another... to their deaths.

And then.

It was different from the hundreds Du En had just encountered; its individual evil nature was a notch stronger, its form was a circle larger, and it had grown two extra arms, but it appeared very clearly in his divine sense perspective.

"Ah!!!"

Du En immediately withdrew his divine sense and, with a wave of his hand, cast a Fire-Ignition Spell.

The flames roared and ignited rapidly, spreading in all directions, lighting up the darkness and revealing the evil creatures that had been lurking within.

An evil nature emanated from its body; seeing that its sneak attack had failed, it immediately launched a frontal assault.

The flames expanded and touched it, immediately scorching the circle closest to him.

Because with the appearance of Li Jian and the sudden revelation of the wasteland's purpose, he had officially begun to be drawn into the secret history of the Immortal Sects; if he didn't want to blindly stumble forward, he could only use various methods to uncover enough information.

Simply put, he prepared himself for the impact.

Walking toward the base of the cliff, one could see a doorway there; originally there should have been a door, but it had disappeared at some unknown time, and now it was empty, with only a cool breeze blowing out from within.

He landed closer to the cliff base, his senses having already captured the opponent, and now looking with his naked eye, he saw only a strange, humanoid living creature that was purple-red all over, yet also pale in places.

It was precisely the Hundred Control Art!

Then, as his thoughts stirred, a hundred magical artifacts lunged out fiercely; their speed and precision surpassed the former Artifact Control Art, and the spiritual and magical light they emitted was intense, easily piercing through these evil creatures one by one, and upon piercing them, they erupted with a pulling force, like a meat grinder, directly tearing their bodies to shreds and obliterating the evil nature upon them.

Du En did not regret that he had not cooperated with Meng Changqing just now.

Because one after another, magical artifacts flew out from Du En's embrace, each of a different style, totaling one hundred in all, flying in an orderly fashion without colliding, as his divine sense far exceeded that of others at the same rank, so there was no possibility of the artifacts crashing into each other.

Therefore, it could only adopt a clumsy method, charging and crashing about, destroying everything everywhere, attempting to scare off the enemy.

Yet the evil creatures were also cunning, sneaking about, dodging and weaving, just trailing it; as soon as the demon power here was consumed too much and its physical strength gradually withered, the time for the harvest would arrive.

(End of this chapter)