As the two of them went deeper, the light became dimmer and the colder became stronger. Yichen felt a numbness in his whole body, and his hair stood up one by one. The tension caused the pores of his whole body to shrink and his goosebumps bulge.

Cao'er looked calm, as if she was not infected by the environment at all. Yichen secretly complained of shame. Although he knew this was strange, he still walked forward with his teeth.

The soul field is actually the battlefield where the beasts and birds fought tens of thousands of years ago. Because there were too many dead people, the bones accumulated into a mountain that was tens of thousands of feet high, and a vast river of blood was formed at the foot of the mountain.

Later, the human emperor buried all the corpse mountains and blood rivers underground, thus forming a vast plain without any objects.

No creatures survive here, but dark gas often emerges from the ground. It is said that it is the resentment emitted by the dead of the beast and bird tribes after death and the soul has no place to live.

Resentment came out of the ground and scattered in the air. Over time, it could cover the sky and the sun, covering the entire plain in gloomy and terrifying.

Some people, occasionally hear some sounds of sighing like ghosts. They are like lonely ghosts, and like phantoms floating, both real and illusory, like crying and complaining...

As long as the explorers in the elves world enter the depths of the soul field, no one will come out alive, and the danger of the soul field spreads from this.

"Brother, we are already close to the depths of the soul field. We may fall into danger even further. Let's turn back. You have also seen it. It's gloomy and depressing here, and it's not fun at all."

As he approached the depths, Cao'er was not as calm as before, but looked at Yichen nervously, obviously not wanting to continue.

Compared to Yichen's first time, Cao'er is more familiar with the soul field. Although he was in the outer circle just now, although he was gloomy and terrifying, there was no substantial danger.

And further in, there is where the explorers of the past disappear. No one knows the situation inside, only knows that there is in and out, there is death and life.

"Well..." Yichen responded perfunctorily, but his attention was not far ahead at this moment.

A reddish-brown grass about one foot tall grew alone on this plain full of death.

It is said that it is a grass and looks like a small tree, standing stoutly, facing three half-foot-long branches deep beside it.

Just like the color of blood coagulation, it is dark and has no hope of life, because there are only branches, but no leaves, and no green.

Blood Soul Grass

It was really a Blood Soul Grass. Yichen couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and his face was flushed with excitement.

The Blood Soul Grass grows in the land of death, sucking blood essence immersed in the ground, but is suppressed by the resentment of the undead, and grows extremely slowly. It is known as "a thousand years longer than an inch."

This grass is a rare thing in the world and is the best among heavenly treasures. Although it is born in the land of death, it is a life-saving treasure on earth and one of the materials for repairing the black cicada clothes.

According to the height of this Blood Soul Grass, it is probably a thing that has been around for thousands of years, and its preciousness can be imagined. No wonder Yichen is happy to show off and does not even listen to the reminder of Cao'er.

Yichen rushed to the Blood Soul Grass in a few steps, suppressing his excitement, stretched out his hand and carefully grabbed the Blood Soul Grass, preparing to pull it out from the ground. However, after using force, the Blood Soul Grass did not move at all.

What's going on? Did you use too little strength?

Induce the five elements of energy into both hands, squat steadily, and use both arms to lift me up!

This time, Yichen put all his strength into it. If he was in other places, a tree as thick as a bowl would rise up, but the Blood Soul Grass was still motionless.

After ten thousand years of erosion of blood and resentment, the soul field has long extincted all living things, and even the soil has become as hard as iron.

Since the Blood Soul Grass can be born here, it is naturally extraordinary. It is even not a "biology" at all, but a real dead object. It is just a crystal formed by blood essence and resentment. Its own hardness is several times higher than that of the soil.

In desperation, Yichen had no choice but to sacrifice the Cangmu Sword. Although the Cangmu Sword was cut like mud, it was difficult to exert its power to the extreme with Yichen's cultivation alone.

Moreover, when I encountered the logging monster, I had used it once. Within three months, I could not start it anymore. Now I can use the sharpness of the Cangmu Sword.

Fortunately, the Cangmu Sword is an imperial weapon after all. Even on such a hard ground, Yichen can dig out the soil the size of his thumb at one time.

So Yichen spent almost losing his energy to get rid of his body, so he opened the soil around the Blood Soul Grass.

"Big brother, be careful"

After finally pulling out the bloody soul grass and put it into the Sun and Moon space, Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave this ghost place.

However, a thick black air emerged from the ground and instantly filled it. When Cao'er's screams came out, this strange black air tightly surrounded Yichen.

Before I could react, I was sent to a strange place by a powerful suction force like a tornado.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

The sinister laughter sounded like a thunderous thunder, causing Yichen to have goose bumps all over his body.

The black air gradually condensed into the image of a skinny old man, with white bones exposed on his claws, his face blurred and floating in the air.

Yichen looked around and found that there were no mountains, rivers, trees, flowers, birds, insects and fishes. It was empty and dead, like a huge hole.

Apart from this old man, there was only a faint mist around him and a few black doors that led to nowhere.

"Boy, tell me if the Demon Realm sent you here. What is the purpose?" The old man said in a condescending tone: "Don't try to escape, you have no chance."

"Demon Realm? There is no Demon Realm here. My younger generation, Yi Chen, just passed by here accidentally, without any purpose. I didn't expect to alarm my senior, please forgive me."

Yichen secretly moved his muscles and bones, but his whole body was imprisoned and unable to move. He knew that there was no hope of escaping, so he did not resist and answered politely.

"What? Didn't the Demon Realm occupy this place?" the old man asked sternly: "Don't lie to me! Otherwise, I will let you live and die."

"Senior, my life is in your hands, how dare you lie to you? Besides, I don't have the need to lie to you at all." I was so nervous that I was still locked up here, and it was really because I was afraid of the demon world.

Since this is the case, Yichen felt that he should not have any worries about his life. Although he was a little nervous, he was not afraid.

"Really? You didn't lie to me? Then I can't take revenge." Although the old man didn't believe it very much, his attitude had eased: "Then tell me, the situation in the Demon World."

"Senior, I just heard that there was a demon world, but I was kicked out of this world ten thousand years ago. However, the Demon Lord was not dead, and that's all I know."

Yichen told the truth about what he knew: "Please tell me what is this place?"

"Well, let's believe you. Since there is no demon world here, there is no scruple. It's been ten thousand years, and you are the only living thing I have seen. Today I will talk to you to relieve my boredom."

This is the battlefield ten thousand years ago. The beasts and the birds fought for hundreds of years, but in the end they were almost dead because of a heavenly punishment. They died here.

When they were alive, the two sides fought to the death and wanted to kill each other. They didn't expect to die but were buried in one place and became neighbors.

For a period of time, the undead hated each other and fought often. Although this kind of fight would no longer have new "deaths", it was also a way for everyone to vent their anger.

Many years later, everyone gradually became tired of this method, and hatred gradually faded. Since even death is buried together, what else can't be let go?

So they rethinked their own thoughts. There was no deep hatred between the beasts and the birds. If they could live in peace, how could they lead to heaven's punishment and cause a catastrophe.

"You may not believe it. The original enemy has become friends and everyone talks about everything. But because they talk about everything, they discovered a shocking secret..."

The old man said in a lamenting tone: "The real reason for this war is not the greed that everyone has always criticized each other, but there is another hidden truth. The culprit is the demon world."

"The Demon World has always wanted to seize our resources and covet our living environment. We hope to use the unique spiritual energy here to improve their overall cultivation and deal with powerful humans. With the strength of our beasts and birds, it is very difficult for the Demon World to conquer with force, and will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, which will also affect their victory or defeat in the battle with humans."

Therefore, the demon world did not use force, but used a more terrifying strategy than force. They sent spies to spread rumors. What the beasts heard was that the beasts wanted to destroy the beasts and unify the world, but what the birds heard was the opposite, saying that the beasts wanted to dominate resources and eliminate the birds...

It has to be said that at any time, the plan of disagreement has been tried and done. Because the two tribes lack trust and self-righteousness, the evil plan in the Demon World succeeded. Originally, as long as everyone calmly thought about it, or if anyone took the initiative to explain it, the misunderstanding would be eliminated and the battle would stop.

But everyone was self-righteous and refused to let go of their faces. They were hostile to each other. After fighting for hundreds of years, they didn't even know that they were stupid. The beast and bird tribes suffered tens of millions of casualties in this war, but in the end they fell into the trap of others.

“It’s so ridiculous…”

"It's extremely sad again!!"

"It's even more hateful!!!"

Yichen could feel the old man's sadness. If he were human, he would have cried bitterly and heartbroken. Unfortunately, he was just the black air floating in the air now. Although he gathered into a human form, he could not see any expression.

After knowing the truth, in addition to grief, anger and shame, everyone turned from enemies to friends, and from friends to brothers, sharing the same hatred of the enemy, ready to gather all the undead and seek revenge in the demon world.

Although the two tribes split into many small tribes before, they were reunited and turned into a whole undead tribe.

Everyone has unprecedented unity and swears to seek justice for their unjust death, even though they are already the body of the dead.

"But suddenly I found that we were buried underground. For many years, the plasma at that time had already condensed into sperm, turning the soil into iron walls, and there was a barrier hidden in the blood essence, suppressing the undead..."
Chapter completed!