Chapter 1548: God's Falling Lake
He knew that he succeeded.
Qingcheng had heard her voice from ten years later when she was dying.
"I will bring you back to life."
After crawling in the torrent of time for thousands of years, what he wanted to tell her in the end was just these six words.
This was the promise Yang Fan made to her with his heart of Tao as evidence.
His behavior might seem crazy and unreasonable to others, but it was extremely important to Yang Fan.
The excitement is always relative. People who don't hear the music think that the dancers are crazy.
He might be the madman who dances for no reason in the eyes of others.
After staring at Qingcheng's face for a long time, Yang Fan reached out and gently wiped the blood dripping on her face, and then took her into his body dimension.
With a wave of his hand, Yang Fan boarded the King Slayer ship that appeared again. The warship flashed and flew into the sky.
Less than five minutes after the warship left, seven or eight figures with amazing cultivation auras flew to this area from different directions. They were all struck by lightning, showing disbelief and gasping for air.
"What happened here just now?"
"A thousand miles in radius was razed to the ground, and it was hit by a single blow. How could there be such power in the world?"
"Even a true immortal can't do this..."
"There are no signs of fighting. Could it be that some high-level immortal treasure has been born?"
"Look, there is a hole here, and there are bloodstains——"
Amid the exclamations, someone noticed the deep well created by Yang Fan being hit into the ground by the power of the wrath of heaven. There were five blood marks left on the edge of the well mouth.
This discovery made these spiritual world cultivators who were attracted by the power of the wrath of heaven look at each other in shock, and then gave rise to various speculations.
Soon, this matter spread, and in the long years that followed, it attracted more and more spiritual world cultivators to come, and even the top forces were alarmed.
A sect that was proficient in deduction tried to deduce the identity and whereabouts of the owner through the five-finger blood print at the wellhead, but they were always confused and gained nothing.
Countless people were shocked. This flat land of a thousand miles, as smooth as a mirror, and the owner of the blood handprint gradually became two unsolved mysteries in the spirit world.
…
Yang Fan controlled the King Slayer ship and flew for a whole day and night, and finally came to the periphery of a swamp surrounded by poisonous fog.
This swamp is also very famous in the spirit world. It is one of the five taboos in the spirit world, named "Shen Yunze".
This means that even gods will perish here.
In fact, there are almost no living creatures in this swamp. Whether it is the poisonous fog in the air or the black mud in the swamp, they are all extremely toxic. Those with weaker cultivation cannot really enter the "Shen Yunze" at all, and they have been poisoned and died.
Strangely, the poison in "Shen Yunze" seems to only target living beings. For those who died from the poison, no matter the clothes on their bodies or the magic weapons they carried with them, they were all intact.
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In addition, the toxins here have strange permeability. No matter how powerful the defensive magic weapons are, they are useless. The monks can only rely on their own cultivation to isolate the poisonous fog.
At the same time, the geomagnetic field here is weird. Whether it is a flying magic weapon or a technological spacecraft, it will fall out of control when it comes here, making it a luxury to use flying objects to go deep into the swamp.
There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. When "Shen Yunze" was first discovered, many people thought that such a magical place must be hidden with treasures.
