Chapter 1722: Like trash

The surrounding space suddenly changed, and A Cheng quickly realized that another batch of discarded ones had been thrown into Liufang Dizhi.

They are all like that: after birth, they are judged as discarded children and mercilessly dumped into Liufang Dizhi, left to fend for themselves.

The timing of each newcomer arrival is not fixed, nor is the number.

Sometimes, every few days, one or two discarded children are thrown in, and at times only one.

At other times, there is no movement for a long while, but once newcomers arrive, the number can be large.

In short, there is no pattern, but for A Cheng and these Heavenly Pride of Liufang Dizhi, every arrival of newcomers is their top concern.

Only by continually replenishing newcomers can their group continue to exist.

After all, lifespans are short in Liufang Dizhi; even those like A Cheng have already Xiūliàn to Cultivation: Great Emperor Realm, but the lifespan is only a few hundred years.

Precisely because lifespans are mysteriously scarce, everyone values fresh blood.

Hearing A Cheng's words, Ye Zhangqing and the others were also taken aback.

With new discarded children thrown into Liufang Dizhi, doesn't that mean a great expert on the Immortal Realm side has opened a spatial channel to Liufang Dizhi?

Originally planning to go to the path to immortality, but unexpectedly encountering this change, Ye Zhangqing's group froze for a moment, then exchanged glances and quickly made a decision.

"We'll go with you."

First, we are curious about this; another reason is that we lack a fallen beast, making travel difficult, so we might as well go check the situation.

If we discover a new way to enter the Immortal Realm, wouldn't that be better?

Although the odds are low, we won't know unless we try.

Hearing Ye Zhangqing's words, A Cheng didn't think further, immediately controlling the fallen beast and turning direction.

"Alright, after settling the newcomers' matter, I'll send Brother Ye to the path to immortality."

"Okay."

The fallen beast rushed toward the direction of the spatial fluctuation; we must race against time.

If we're late, the newcomers will have been snatched by other groups, making the trip pointless.

Along the way, A Cheng appeared very anxious, and Ye Zhangqing's group remained silent.

After galloping all the way and passing through several thick gray mists, they finally reached the direction of the fluctuation.

According to A Cheng, each time newcomers arrive, the location differs, and he couldn't explain the specific reason.

However, Ye Zhangqing's group clearly understood that this was likely a great expert of the Immortal Realm casually opening a spatial channel, hence the uncertain location.

Anyway, as long as they dump the people in, nothing else matters.

That's not hard to understand.

As they saw in the distance a spatial channel like a whirlpool appear in space.

The scenery inside the channel was like that of Xianmen, with immortal energy drifting about, giving a feeling of refreshment and delight.

The other end of this spatial channel is probably the so‑called Immortal Realm.

Through the spatial channel one could see the vague shadow of the Immortal Realm on the other side; within the scene, they could see a huge black humanoid shape, faceless, yet larger than the mountains depicted.

Standing like a giant between heaven and earth, the black shadow's face was indistinct, but even as a mere phantom it gave Ye Zhangqing and the others an unprecedented pressure.

This pressure was stronger than that of any ancestor‑realm existence.

You know, Ye Zhangqing's group has had plenty of contact with numerous ancestors, yet even on an ancestor‑realm being they had never felt such pressure.

Yet upon this black shadow, they felt a suffocating oppression.

And this is only through the spatial channel, with the opponent merely a black shadow; if the true form appeared face‑to‑face, how great would the pressure be?

"This is an Immortal Realm powerhouse................."

Through the spatial channel, gazing at the Immortal Realm scene on the other side, Luo Jiuyou murmured.

At that moment, his heart was filled only with shock.

On the contrary, A Cheng appeared very calm, probably accustomed to it.

Their eyes fixed on the spatial channel; soon they saw the black shadow lightly wave its hand, accompanied by A Cheng's soft murmur.

"Here they come."

One could see from the spatial channel that infants still in swaddling were being thrown through it into Liufang Dizhi.

These infants in swaddling were simply wrapped in cloth.

Some wailed loudly, others made no sound at all, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead.

Each infant in swaddling was thus mercilessly dumped into Liufang Dizhi, like trash.

Watching these infants pass through the spatial channel into Liufang Dizhi, Ye Zhangqing and the others frowned slightly.

These infants had just been born, yet the Immortal Realm paid them no heed.

Moreover, their parents cared not at all.

"Really.......... no feeling at all."

Even Hei Lin couldn't help but say, as the young master of Yongye, his identity was that of an assassin.

Although assassins are utterly emotionless, even he couldn't help but frown at the Immortal Realm's actions.

Each infant in swaddling was discarded because the Immortal Realm deemed them some sort of mortal body, and did so without mercy.

Thrown into this Liufang Dizhi that resembled a garbage dump, in the eyes of the Immortal Realm's great experts it truly was a garbage dump.

Hearing Hei Lin's words, Ye Zhangqing's expression didn't change, and he replied calmly.

"I fear that to those people of the Immortal Realm, not killing them is already mercy."

This time, the number of infants falling from the spatial channel into Liufang Dizhi was about a dozen or more.

According to A Cheng, this number isn't many; the most he had ever seen was a full batch of hundreds being thrown in.

At other times, there was only one.

This time can only be said to be average.

As these infants fell, A Cheng said a sentence to Ye Zhangqing.

"Ye brother, wait a moment, I'll go and come back right away."

After saying that, without waiting for Ye Zhangqing's reply, A Cheng flashed and disappeared on the back of the fallen beast.

At the same time, several people also saw that, in other directions around, there were also fallen beasts hovering in midair.

On them, figures flickered, all rushing straight toward the fallen infants.

As for the black shadow at the other end of the spatial passage, after throwing all these so-called abandoned ones into Liufang Dizhi, it did not linger in the slightest, but slowly dissipated.

As the black shadow dissipated, the spatial passage also slowly rotated and healed; the Immortal Realm scenery at the other end, along with the disappearance of the spatial passage, became increasingly vague and blurred.

Finally, the spatial passage healed, and everything returned to calm.