Chapter 29

The following events followed logically. Several ruffians of the tribe cruelly abused this poor woman.

The degree of cruelty was no less than abusing a slave.

It wasn't that Li Xianzhi was inhumane, but that this was just a fragment of time, and nothing could be changed. What was meant to happen would still happen.

A fragment of time is like a painting; if you modify something, the whole painting will lose its order, either needing to be torn up and redrawn, or repaired and restored.

After the few left, Sang sat on the ground in desolation, the sun setting, indescribably bleak.

"It was you who forced me, it was all you who forced me." Sang pointed fiercely at the Divine Tree in the center of the tribe, which was still showing off its charm.

This Divine Tree was the totem of the Fire Mulberry Tribe, the incarnation of the god worshipped by the Fire Mulberry Tribe in the human world, protecting the Fire Mulberry Tribe.

The Fire Mulberry Tribe was not originally called the Fire Mulberry Tribe, but the Divine Tree Tribe. The name Fire Mulberry was later given by Huo Sang Daoren.

Sang had a sorrowful smile on her face; she really couldn't bear all this. Whether for herself or for her child, she had to make a change.

"What is she going to do?"

Li Xianzhi was somewhat puzzled.

He saw Sang find a sharp stone, cut her wrist, and continuously pour blood onto an inconspicuous stone in the small courtyard.

"Great god wandering outside the endless Yintu, please listen to the humble servant's call, appear in this sinful world, and shine upon the world!"

It seemed to be a spell to invite a god.

Sang chanted it very devoutly.

Soon, under Sang's continuous prayer and the pouring of blood, Li Xianzhi felt the plain-looking stone change.

A wisp of black smoke sprayed out.

An unknown existence shrouded in black mist appeared in the small courtyard.

"Endless Yintu, god?" These terms flashed continuously in Li Xianzhi's mind.

Li Xianzhi was very sure that the god here did not refer to those cultivators who had attained success, but an unknown existence existing in some realm.

Perhaps it was the "Underworld".

In countless years, Li Xianzhi had heard such legends. There was another world existing opposite the material world. The two worlds had some connection in the dark.

Li Xianzhi once thought that the world might be the underworld in the legends on Earth. But later he found that the two were completely different in definition.

Countless great powers of the material world had once investigated that world, but there were no substantial results. What was obtained was always just a trace.

However, that world existed.

For example, the True God of the tree in the Fire Mulberry Tribe at this moment might exist in that world, which was the "Underworld". And this weird existence that suddenly appeared must also have come from there.

Li Xianzhi was somewhat excited.

"Let me see what kind of place that is." Li Xianzhi never expected that this fragment of time would hide such a surprise.

Perhaps it was because he covered the entire River of Time, and the magic power imprinted the paper, automatically imprinting everything in this period of time. Or perhaps for other reasons he didn't know, anyway, it was a good thing.

Li Xianzhi separated a wisp of thought and hid it in the mist of the black figure. Although the figure was mysterious, its strength was not high, and it was even somewhat weak.

"You are very good! As long as you handle the matter for me, everything will be as you wish."

"The believer will do her best to clear all obstacles for the Demon Lord." Sang prostrated on the ground, and the two seemed to have communicated in some unknown way for a long time.

Li Xianzhi was not in the mood to care about what deal the two made, only hoping that the black shadow would return quickly. The world that countless great powers hadn't found was easily known by him today; how could he not be excited?

It was also to blame for being just a Tablet Spirit before; otherwise, Li Xianzhi thought he would have figured all this out long ago. But it was not too late now.

"Demon Lord?"

"Hehe, there is also a guy called Demon Lord in the Great Chu World now."

Li Xianzhi had heard the conversation between the black-robed old man and the Chu Emperor clearly. With Li Xianzhi's divine soul strength, no news in the Capital could escape his ears.

Sure enough, the Demon Lord soon disappeared from the spot. Li Xianzhi's thought attached to the Demon Lord followed the Demon Lord through time and space, seemingly arriving at a very unique place.

Boundless darkness, Li Xianzhi could hear the sound of water flowing.

It was like being above a vast ocean, but Li Xianzhi could see nothing and perceive nothing. This world seemed to be between existence and non-existence. The only thing that Li Xianzhi perceived as truly existing was the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord's body was very large.

Li Xianzhi felt that everything was so incredible; such a weak thing actually had such a large body, and this body didn't seem to be an ordinary creature. The information filled within it made even Li Xianzhi feel incredible.

If Li Xianzhi were to describe it, this body was like a collection composed of a huge amount of information. A new concept was about to be born on the Demon Lord's body.

Li Xianzhi even felt Sang's prayer on the Demon Lord's body.

"Information, concept, legal system?"

"What is existence?"

Li Xianzhi felt a lot. Could this be the essence of the Underworld? An alien space composed of the spiritual information of thousands of creatures.

Li Xianzhi gained a lot.

The Demon Lord's body slowly sank into the deep sea of nothingness, and a strong aura, black enough to make the soul tremble, filled the entire space.

The moment the Demon Lord lay down.

The Demon Lord's body seemed to become the source of the entire sea of nothingness.

Countless information began to flow toward this sea of nothingness. And with the injection of this information, the entire sea of nothingness faintly had a sense of solidity. It changed from a completely void existence to a real existence with some physical sustenance.

This change was very subtle.

If it weren't for one piece of information among this information that Li Xianzhi was most familiar with, Li Xianzhi probably wouldn't have been able to perceive it.

Among that information, there was Sang's spiritual fluctuation. It contained a cry that subverted tradition, a proof providing witness for the new legal system.

"Interesting, truly interesting."

Li Xianzhi felt all this with joy.

Quietly leaving the Demon Lord's body, Li Xianzhi also turned his wisp of thought into a piece of information and flowed into this sea of nothingness.

Li Xianzhi intended to leave a backup plan.

Now that he had obtained all this information, it coincided with some of his previous ideas, so Li Xianzhi intended to make some preparations in advance.

Withdrawing his perception, Li Xianzhi did not conduct any in-depth investigation of the Yintu.

Li Xianzhi was waiting.

Waiting for Sang to continue her actions, he wanted to use Sang as a chess piece to verify all his conjectures.

Although he felt a bit sorry for Huo Sang Daoren.

"Sigh, old guy, I'm sorry." No matter what, Huo Sang Daoren had taught him for a lifetime, and Li Xianzhi looked at the black lotus in his hand with some guilt.