Chapter 35: Picking Divine Herbs in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land? Your Turn

With a thunderous boom, the bronze coffin lid shifted from its place and slid heavily to one side, the coffin toppling onto the ground.

Light spilled in from outside into the bronze coffin.

Fang Yu immediately stepped out of the bronze coffin. Before his eyes was no longer the dimness atop Mars, but a world of light brimming with vitality.

The air was crisp, carrying even the fragrance of earth; the breath of nature filled the surroundings, and everything was utterly beautiful.

"Light!"

"Finally, I've seen a world of light."

"Finally escaped that terrible darkness and seen the light again—I want to kiss this world, tell myself to live on well."

Ye Fan's group of classmates gave vent to their feelings, ecstatic with joy.

At this moment everyone was standing atop a mountain peak, able to gaze out at the scenery in the distance.

In the distance stretched ranges of beautiful peaks, flourishing with fine trees; near the mountaintop were rocks of strange shapes, sturdy ancient trees everywhere, along with carpets of green grass, fragrant wildflowers, full of life and vigor.

"Finally no more living in fear!"

"Even though it's not the same sun, it's wonderful to see sunlight."

"It feels like being reborn!"

Many people were cheering.

"Clang—"

Suddenly, the giant bronze coffin behind the group let out a metallic tremor, pulling at everyone's heartstrings. Looking back, they discovered that the nine dragon corpses were actually hanging beneath the cliff, and the bronze coffin was not far from the precipice either. At this moment the nine dragon corpses slid downward, dragging the bronze coffin along as it too slid toward the cliff.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat—one side of the mountaintop was actually a sheer cliff. If they hadn't rushed out just now, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

"Lucky we rushed out fast."

Many people felt as if they had survived a calamity, gasping for breath in great gulps.

Fang Yu, however, wore a calm expression, his gaze surveying the distance. He could see nine great mountains linked together, encircling an immensely vast deep valley.

By all common sense, this should have been an open valley, because the nine mountains did not tower into the clouds, but looking down there was only a stretch of pitch-black darkness with no end in sight, as if it had bored straight through the earth—immeasurably deep.

"Where are we now?"

"This place doesn't seem like a good spot?"

Someone finally sobered from their joy and began to think.

"There's half a stone tablet over there…"

Just then, someone suddenly called out.

On the mountaintop was a heap of scattered rocks, among them a stone tablet broken in half lying there, with three ancient characters carved upon it.

"Desolate Prohibi—"

Ye Fan recognized those three characters.

"What does 'Desolate Prohibi' mean?"

"That meaning doesn't flow—there must be a character missing."

"The stone tablet is broken, so we can't make out the characters after it. Still, these three characters should tell us what kind of place this is."

"Could it be 'Desolate Ancient Prohibition on Urinating and Defecating at Will'?"

Pang Bo blinked his eyes and pondered aloud.

Everyone rolled their eyes, but there really were people who wanted to take care of business here—after all, it had been a long time since any of them had relieved themselves, and some wanted to find a place to attend to their needs.

When nature calls, there's no helping it.

If it really were a prohibition on relieving oneself in the Desolate Ancient 【area】, there'd be nothing they could do about it—after all, out here in these wild mountains, they'd still need to find somewhere else to answer nature's call?

"There don't seem to be many words that could connect with 'Desolate Ancient Prohibi'—it's very likely the next character is 'land': Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land."

A man named Zhou Yi offered his own idea.

Forbidden Land.

Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

The moment those four characters appeared, everyone felt a kind of dread, a sense of crisis—after all, if it really were the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, that would be terrifying.

The words "Forbidden Land" were simply dreadful, easily making one associate them with something unpleasant, and many showed looks of worry on their faces.