Chapter 1507: Upside-down Mountains and Rivers

Just when the entrance to the first level world of Huangji Palace was about to be closed again, he jumped and entered the first level world of Huangji Palace.

After a dizzying moment, Zhang Xuan looked into the distance and found that the world on the first floor of the Huangji Palace was indeed a different world.

In this first level of the Huangji Palace world, above is the vast continent with mountains and rivers undulating like dragons, while below is the boundless void.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan suddenly realized that this was not the first level of the world of Huangji Palace, but the ninth level of the world of Huangji Palace.

It was only because the Huangji Palace was hanging upside down that the Human Emperor Guards also felt that this was a world contaminated by the ancient catastrophe.

However, whether it is the first world or the ninth world of the Huangji Palace, there is no difference to Zhang Xuan.

His purpose of entering this place was to seek high-level treasures and opportunities left by the ancient human emperor.

The mountains and rivers are upside down, the world is upside down, but it has no effect on Zhang Xuan.

He quickly shuttled through these nine worlds.

The aura of the ancient calamity is extremely strong. This true meaning of destruction will not only pollute the spiritual roots and erode the fruits of the Tao, but also cause the laws of heaven and earth to decay, causing the cultivators and the Tao of heaven and earth to gradually dry up and become decayed things.

"No wonder the ancient calamity was so terrifying that even the Human Emperor and the Eight Great Wild Beasts were helpless. This destructive true meaning alone was enough to devastate these ancient warriors. Moreover, in addition to this destructive true meaning, there was also the chaos of the laws, which could instantly plunge everything around into a state of eternal nothingness, even erasing the cause and effect of the past, present, and future."

Zhang Xuan used the magical power of the origin of cause and effect.

The causal threads around him were all in a broken state, which was completely different from the causal threads that existed in the outside world.

In the outside world where there is no influence of ancient catastrophes, once his law of the origin of cause and effect is put into practice, one will find complete threads of cause and effect, densely intertwined.

The silk threads inside are like rootless duckweed, without cause or effect.

In addition, in places where the residual power of the ancient catastrophe is concentrated, space-time collapse will occur.

Zhang Xuan Tianshu's Dharma eyes were activated, and in this space-time collapse, he could actually see the destructive light of the catastrophe that occurred at the moment of the catastrophe 300 million years ago.

One by one, the cultivators were annihilated and turned into nothingness in the collapse of time and space in this ancient catastrophe.

He also saw that the lifespan of some monks was rapidly draining away during the collapse of time and space.

He was clearly a young boy just now, but in an instant he turned into a hunchbacked old man. Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

Even some old people will slowly become younger during the collapse of time and space, and then from young to young, and finally turn into a wisp of dust.

"In these places where the remaining power of the ancient calamity gathers, time is shattered and space is in chaos. It is too weird."

Fortunately, Zhang Xuan has Tianshu Dharma Eyes, and once he finds such a place, he will quickly take a detour.

As Zhang Xuan traveled through this nine-layer desolate world, his heart palpitated more and more.

The ancient catastrophe is so terrifying!

Everything has become corrupted and collapsed in the aftermath of this ancient catastrophe, and all spirituality has been lost.

From high in the sky, decaying mountains kept falling down, disappearing into the boundless void.

The entire nine-layer small world is riddled with holes.

Zhang Xuan was covered with a thin film composed of time-dwelling insects, which continuously devoured all the ancient calamity auras approaching him.

At this moment, he regretted coming in a little, because in this nine-layer small world, it was full of the residual power of the ancient catastrophe, and there was basically nothing left.

The residual power of this ancient catastrophe almost shattered everything into pieces, turning it into chaos.

He could feel the roar of the laws collapsing in this world, as well as the collective echo of billions of lives being annihilated in an instant.

This chaotic energy that reaches deep into the soul is enough to shatter the soul of an ordinary Void Refining cultivator.

Fortunately, Zhang Xuan's soul is far superior to that of an ordinary cultivator, otherwise, let alone being able to withstand the residual power of this ancient catastrophe, he would probably not be able to withstand the erosion of his spiritual consciousness by the reverberations of the broken laws.

However, he knew that even he could not hold on for too long in this nine-layer small world.

He must break out of the cocoon in three days at most.

Otherwise, even he would be stuck in the quagmire of this nine-layer world, with his life and death uncertain.

The upside-down mountains and rivers are like broken waves, crumbling.

Zhang Xuan flew over one ruined mountain after another, trying to find some usable high-level treasures from these places.

After all, the human cultivators who were able to be sealed into the Emperor's Palace by the Aotian Human Emperor must have reached the Nascent Soul stage or even above the Fusion stage.

Moreover, the ancient times were a time when the human race prospered and all kinds of high-quality natural treasures were abundant.

Even some of the unused and despised things they had left were great things to Zhang Xuan.

His Tianshu Dharma Eyes were in operation, and he had already traveled hundreds of millions of miles in this nine-layer small world.

The day was almost over, but Zhang Xuan still had nothing to show for it.

However, he still activated his Tianshu Dharma Eyes, carefully exploring these ruined upside-down mountains and rivers, hoping to gain some results.

Finally, he saw a ruined palace in front of him.

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed: "During the previous day's exploration, all I saw were shattered upside-down mountains and rivers, without any traces of human cultivators. But in this palace that is almost shattered beyond recognition, there might be something good in it."

He walked directly into the broken palace, and what came into view was a broken alchemy furnace.

More than half of the alchemy furnace merged with the broken earth veins and turned into dust during the decomposition of the ancient calamity.

The remaining half of the relatively intact alchemy furnace was also covered with cracks under the residual power of the ancient catastrophe, as if it could be turned into powder by a single wind.

He stretched out his hand, sealed the remaining half of the broken alchemy furnace, and put it into his storage ring.

Continue searching in this broken palace.

Deep in the cracks of the collapsed palace, he once again saw a few pill remnants covered with thick dust, as hard as stone.

The medicinal properties of these pills have been basically lost in the residual power of the ancient calamity, and there are still a few wisps of the calamity aura lingering on them.

However, these pills that can last for 300 million years actually condense a hint of immortality.

He didn't even look carefully at what type of pills these were. He stretched out his hand and sealed up all the dozens of broken pill remnants and put them into his storage ring.

He searched for a long time in the ruined palace but did not find anything useful.

So he left the broken palace and headed off into the distance again.

Another day of flying, a distance of nearly ten thousand miles.

Zhang Xuan saw a pile of weapons pit.

The wreckage of countless spiritual treasures and magical instruments piled up like a mountain, all their spirituality lost and covered by the aura of ancient catastrophes, like a huge garbage dump.

Broken blades of ancient swords were half-buried in it, like candles in the wind.