Chapter 898: Stone Coffin Altar
If that were the case, it wouldn't really matter.
After all, although the land eroded in the Border Wasteland has reached hundreds of thousands of miles, the Immortal Realm is huge and has a vast territory. The Border Wasteland alone is beyond imagination.
This area is like a green mole on a person's body that is not even the size of a needle.
Not to mention the entire Immortal Realm, even if you look at the Border Wasteland, it seems insignificant.
A cultivator in the realm of the gods can cause an area of this size.
It's hard to say whether Jiang Huai will take the time to take a few glances.
But the reason why the strange power is called strange is not only because it is extremely difficult to remove, like a stubborn dog-skin plaster.
The most important thing is that the strange power will continue to spread outward.
Jiang Huai has been secretly observing the Border Wasteland these days.
He got a piece of information.
He roughly estimated that the strange land can spread out a range of about 200 miles every day.
This speed was unimaginable in his previous life.
Two hundred miles a day, two thousand miles in ten days, and six thousand miles of territory without dead ends in one month.
If it were a small country, it would have been destroyed.
In the fairyland, although it is not worth mentioning, it cannot withstand such a steady growth every day.
In particular, any territory eroded by strange forces will be transformed into a restricted area for living beings, and the lives that have not escaped in time will be transformed into new dark creatures.
Under the erosion of strange forces, even the fairy king cannot resist, and will be gradually eroded in the subtle and gradual process of water dripping through the stone, becoming the new king of darkness.
These dark creatures will in turn accelerate the speed of pollution, and can also come out from time to time to harm one side.
At this rate.
It will take less than an epoch.
The fairyland will fall completely.
In this way, this issue becomes particularly important.
However, the strange forces are indeed difficult to deal with, and they have to be traced back to the ominous ashes of the red-haired monster, so Jiang Huai cannot completely eliminate them in a short time.
They had to send people to the borderland to temporarily delay the erosion of the strange power with the formation. They did not seek to resolve it, but only to contain the spread of the strange power.
Being eroded by the strange power was not completely without benefits.
Many rare and precious herbs that had never been seen in the fairyland would grow there.
Although some of them were extremely poisonous, some of them were the only choice for refining some lost medicines.
And some special metals would also be born there, which were also very useful.
Just like arsenic, although it was extremely poisonous and would kill people if eaten, it was also one of the raw materials for refining gunpowder.
As for the candidate, they had already thought of it.
Butcher.
The other party was born in the era of the emperor's fall and was a descendant of the founder of the fairyland system. Although he had not entered the quasi-immortal emperor, he had already been a supreme giant several epochs ago. His strength was not bad and was enough to support the deployment of the formation.
Of course, there was another reason for choosing the butcher.
The fake medicine seller and chicken farmer were both in seclusion, the country boy was sharpening his heart, the rest of the people might not be strong enough or were also in seclusion, and only the butcher had time.
The other party didn't know where he got the leisure time from, and found a little black dog from the abyss. He walked the dog and fought cocks every day, living like a local rich man, more entertaining than Jiang Huai, and must be entrusted with an important task.
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After receiving the order, the butcher naturally did not dare to delay.
Tie up the dog, put the chickens in a pen, and pack everything up, then travel day and night, rushing to the border.
At this moment, the people responsible for guarding the border were frowning and full of sorrow. A group of people gathered together and sighed, suffering from the inability to contain the spread of strange power. They had to move all the time and didn't know what to do.
Hearing that the special envoy of the Holy Land was coming, the quasi-king stationed here, led by him, hurried out to greet him.
However, when some people saw the butcher's face, which was not ferocious but extremely indifferent, they were stunned and their smiling expressions became uglier than crying.
They never expected that it was this vicious man.
Especially the old quasi-immortal king who was in the lead, was so scared that he couldn't help trembling after seeing the butcher's true face, just like a mouse seeing a cat.
The other party was the direct descendant of the old Taoist master of the Tiandao Sect, the leader of the ten major sects. The old quasi-king, after coming to support the borderland last time, he directly stationed here and never left. He was also hardworking and uncomplaining.
The other party was a quasi-immortal king and was not young. When he was still young, he had witnessed the spectacular scene of the butcher killing all the spirits and killing all the first people of all races.
It had an indelible and huge impact on his little heart, so that he was particularly impressed.
"I didn't expect it was you, the senior, who came here."
After a long time, the old quasi-king finally uttered a word from his mouth, grumbling.
Without experiencing that kind of scene, it is impossible to understand his feelings, not to mention that he was still young at that time.
"Why, do you know me?" The butcher looked at the old quasi-king and said lightly.
The voice was not loud, but the old quasi-king heard it as if it was thunder and almost collapsed to the ground.
Fortunately, an old friend next to him secretly supported him, so he did not embarrass himself in front of so many people.
"I witnessed the "feat" of my predecessors when I was a child!" The old quasi-king hurriedly explained.
"So that's it." The butcher nodded and disagreed. He had too many "feats" in the past, and many people witnessed it, otherwise he would not have given himself the nickname of a pig killer.
"This time, the adults suddenly sent me directly, and I was also surprised, but we should be prepared at all times when we work for the true emperor."
The butcher said with a smile, and he had nothing to do with the ruthless man who once killed a king like chopping melons and vegetables, like killing a pig. He was very sunny, like a sunny uncle next door.
"Senior is right." Old Zhun Wang Xiaoji nodded with a respectful attitude.
In terms of seniority, the other person is probably older and bigger than his father. Not to mention him, even if it is his father who comes over, he may be the one to perform the ceremony of the descendant.
"Take me to the eroded place."
After a few simple greetings, the butcher didn't waste time and got straight to the point.
The words are short and powerful, leaving no room for doubt.
The old King Zhun responded quickly and respectfully led the way.
The group of people walked through the vast land of the border and headed towards the area eroded by the strange force.
Everything you see along the way is desolate and dilapidated. The once vibrant scene has been replaced by darkness and silence. It is as if the entire world has been drained of all vitality by an invisible force, and there is ashes everywhere.
However, there is some strange and contradictory vitality hidden in that gray defeat, which is indescribable.
As they went deeper, only Lao Zhun Wang and the Butcher were left in the group. The others did not dare to go deeper because they would be contaminated, so they were allowed to go back.
An oppressive and strange atmosphere began to fill the air, and even the butcher couldn't help but frown.
Although this was not the first time he came into contact with this kind of power, every time he faced it, he could feel the depth and terror contained in it.
It is a kind of power that can erode the soul and distort the will. Those who are not strong enough will be affected just by getting here, let alone moving forward.
The butcher felt alarmed for a moment, this strange power was indeed terrifying.
In addition to the directly affected areas that are eroded and polluted, it also includes a certain area of influence. The scope is actually larger. For those who are not strong enough, they are actually in danger.
"Senior, this is it."
At this time, Old King Zhun stopped and pointed to an area shrouded in darkness in front of him.
The weird power that remains there even makes the air become distorted visibly to the naked eye, like a chaotic time and space, which is shocking.
When he arrived here, Old King Zhun cautiously took a few steps back, not daring to get closer.
If he steps forward again, he will directly enter the contaminated area. With his strength, he can only hold on for half a quarter of an hour at most, either to be benevolent or to kill someone.
The butcher nodded, without saying anything, and took out a small formation disk from his arms.
The array plate exudes a faint fluorescent light and is engraved with complex runes. On the back is a rune that looks like an eyeball. It seems to be alive at the moment. It keeps turning, as if it is sizing up the darkness in front of it. area.
“This strange place is an ominous place, and adults have always been paying attention to it.
However, the source of this strange power is quite particular. Even if you have great skills, you still can't find a method that can completely eliminate this place for a while.
He could only settle for the next best thing, and specifically ordered me to come over with the formation. The formation in my hand was the Eight Desolate Prisoners' Heaven Formation.
Although it cannot be completely eliminated, it can curb the spread of this strange place. In this way, people only need to pay attention to it on weekdays..."
The butcher explained.
The sound fell at the same time.
He waved his hand gently, and the array disk was suspended in mid-air, and began to rotate slowly, releasing circles of fluctuations visible to the naked eye, which spread around and soon encompassed the entire strange area.
After doing all this, the Butcher rushed straight towards the strange place without stopping.
Only the old King Zhun was left looking at each other, looking in front and back, not knowing whether to follow or just wait here.
Fortunately, he is self-aware.
After deliberation for a few seconds, he decisively chose to stay where he was.
The setting sun was like blood, and the afterglow gradually dissipated, leaving only a fiery red in the sky.
Due to the butcher's operation, no one came out until nightfall. The flowers that Old Zhun Wang was waiting for were almost withered, and he wanted to leave but did not dare to leave.
That is a butcher. Killing a king is like killing a pig. He is most moody, eccentric and withdrawn.
What if the other party happens to come out when you leave?
What should I do if I am angry that I disrespect someone?
At this time, the old king suddenly realized something.
He has been waiting here for nearly a day, but the strange place has not spread and remains at its original size.
He was instantly pleasantly surprised. It must have been brought here by a special envoy from the Holy Land to show off his power.
But after a moment, I was a little confused. Since the spread of this strange place has been contained, why hasn't Senior Butcher come out from it yet?
Could it be that we encountered danger after setting up the formation inside?
It’s just that my strength is shallow, so I can only be anxious, thinking that if today passes and the senior butcher has not come out from inside, he will head to the Holy Land without stopping to meet the true emperor.
But he said that after the butcher rushed into this strange place, he went all the way deep.
The formation given by the Lord is a card and a flag.
The token has been set.
Only the command flag needs to be planted in the center of this strange place.
The butcher's figure was like lightning, and he instantly submerged into the area shrouded in darkness.
His figure loomed in the twisted air, as if he would be swallowed by this strange place at any time.
As the butcher went deeper, the surrounding scene became more and more terrifying.
In the darkness, there seemed to be countless pairs of invisible eyes peering at his every move. As he breathed, he could feel the cold air inhaling from his internal organs, penetrating into his heart.
But the butcher didn't think so. He was powerful and could be called undefeated under the emperor realm. Few of the immortal kings could tie with him, let alone beat him. They were just a group of ordinary creatures who were eroded by the strange power before they could escape. They were only the supreme and the true immortals, so they were not to be feared.
Mrs. Tu was as arrogant as her name suggested. She rushed all the way, with all her strength and no fear at all.
If she met someone who dared to peek at her, she would just wave her hand and slap him there.
In an instant, it seemed like countless mighty suns had exploded here, and the hot breath dispersed everything, stirring up the dark fog.
As for those who dared to peek at him, they all fled in panic, and some who ran slowly were immediately evaporated into smoke.
The butcher didn't chase them relentlessly, as these dark creatures were inexhaustible.
The strange power in different territories after being polluted by darkness was obviously more advanced.
As long as this strange land still exists, those dark creatures will be reborn in other places after being killed.
Just as the butcher inserted the flag in his hand and completely activated the formation, a strong wave suddenly came from the front.
The butcher frowned slightly, and immediately quickened his pace, sweeping towards the source of the wave.
Outside, hundreds of thousands of miles of territory can be covered in one step, but here, the fog is heavy and covers everything, but it takes a little more time.
When he rushed to the source of the wave, he saw a huge crack in front of him. In the crack, there was a dark light flashing, as if connecting to another unknown world.
All around, the black fog rolled, and here it was like a surging wave, beating wildly, shielding everything.
The butcher stared at the crack, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart for no reason.
After thinking again and again, he gritted his teeth, took a step without hesitation, and walked towards the depths of the crack.
In the crack, the space was distorted even more, and the butcher felt as if he was in a chaos.
Pairs of eyes appeared again around him, bloodthirsty and extremely cold. The butcher disliked this feeling the most. Suddenly, a butcher knife appeared in his hand.
It was long and sharp, the blade was shining, the handle was firmly held, simple and powerful, and the blade was surrounded by red light. They were all the first people of each tribe who had shed blood on this knife in the past. After they stepped into the sea of boundaries, they had more royal blood.
The invisible knife was overturned, and a thin and undetectable knife mark appeared in the black fog. Those scarlet eyes suddenly fell like dumplings.
I don’t know how far I went down.
The scenery around me became more and more blurred. The thicker the chaos, even he couldn’t see anything.
I don’t know how long it took, but the butcher finally felt a sense of stepping on something under his feet.
He frowned. The depth of this abyss was beyond imagination, enough to bury countless planets.
At the bottom, the surroundings were no longer blurred, and everything was clearly visible.
But I saw a huge monster standing in front of me.
The shape is like a shrine for worshipping gods.
There are red painted wooden pillars in each of the four corners.
There is a stone coffin in the center.
On the stone coffin is an incense burner, a black finger bone, and a black broken tooth.
The butcher narrowed his eyes, thought of something, and suddenly his face changed drastically.
That is not a stone coffin, but an altar!
