Xu Zimo stared in the east direction, and his figure quickly headed towards the source.
His speed was extremely fast, and the skulls along the way were deliberately avoiding him.
Passing by several deep pits, Xu Zimo saw some corpses in them.
Each and every one of these corpses carried a powerful force, and even after tens of thousands of years passed, these corpses still showed no signs of decay.
It's hard to imagine what they were like during their lifetime.
These corpses are the weakest and have already been sanctified, and there are many god-kings among them.
Although Xu Zimo had not experienced that battle, he could truly feel the tragedy.
He continued walking forward, passing hundreds of deep pits, and finally stopped in front of one of the particularly large pits.
The pit was surrounded by black mist, making it almost difficult to see clearly what was inside.
The area around the pit was guarded by dense skeletons.
It seems like there is something important inside.
When Xu Zimo arrived, he saw these skeletons staying for a moment, but they completely dispersed without stopping them.
The black fog in front of him dissipated into the shape of a door, as if he had been waiting for Xu Zimo's arrival.
Xu Zimo chuckled and slowly walked into the black mist.
When he entered the black mist, the scene in front of him changed instantly.
The sky was shrouded in majestic evil energy, and even the ground beneath our feet was eroded.
There are all kinds of flowers growing here, colorful and purple.
But without exception, every flower gives people a very evil feeling.
There is a sidewalk among the flowers. Looking forward along the sidewalk, you can see a streak of red gas rising into the sky at the end.
This red aura is the source of everything, the culprit that erodes the earth and sky.
Xu Zimo walked onto the path. The further he walked, the stronger the pressure and the red aura became.
Directly in front is a hut made of bones. In front of the hut, sitting cross-legged, a middle-aged man sits.
When he felt Xu Zimo's arrival, the middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.
The middle-aged man is full of evil spirit and has long hair, neatly tied back.
At first glance, the face looks a bit delicate, but if you take a closer look, you will find that every single movement on that smooth face is evil.
There was a strong black air exuding from the corners of his eyes, eagle eyes, hooked nose, and very thin lips.
He was wearing a long-sleeved tunic with many colors, including white, black and blue.
The purple-black boots under her feet reached to her knees.
The moment he saw Xu Zimo, the middle-aged man slowly stood up.
"Did that old guy Wangu send you here?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.
His expression was normal and calm, and he didn't seem to be surprised or curious at all about Xu Zimo's arrival.
"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
Logically speaking, there should be no living beings in this core place, so the appearance of this middle-aged man was full of weirdness.
A majestic evil aura shrouded him, and in the Bone House behind him, the source of all the red light seemed to be there.
"You come here and you don't know who I am?" the middle-aged man said with an evil smile.
The louder his laughter became, the stronger the evil aura in his body became, almost making the entire sky rumble.
"I'm not sure about what happened in the past, so I'd better trouble you to introduce yourself," Xu Zimo said lightly.
"It seems that there are a lot of things I haven't told you since forever," the middle-aged man smiled and sat down.
There was a skeleton table in front of him, and on the table was a pot of hot tea that had just been boiled.
This hot tea is blood red, and I don't know what material it is made of.
"My name has been around for a long time, but I believe that everyone in your Eternal City will never forget the word "Qiongqi" in their lifetime."
"Oh, the culprit of that war back then," Xu Zimo nodded and walked over step by step.
The man was a little surprised by Xu Zimo's plain appearance and said, "Aren't you scared?"
"Why should you be afraid? I've never been beaten before. Maybe the person I'm afraid of will be you," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Hearing this, the man laughed loudly, poured out the blood-red water in the cup, and said with a smile: "Interesting, interesting. I have met many people in this Eternal Continent. You are one of them who suits my taste."
Xu Zimo walked slowly to the front and sat down on the other side of the bone table.
While picking up the black tea in his hand, he asked casually: "Aren't you dead? Why are you still alive and kicking in this situation?"
A cup of tea enters the stomach, and a strong spiritual energy condenses in the body like an overwhelming river.
"Good tea," Xu Zimo sighed.
I feel refreshed and refreshed for a moment, as if all the pores in my body are opening. This tea can probably make a person in the Fusion Heaven Realm enter a semi-saint in one sip.
"Death? Just because of these ants," the man smiled and shook his head after hearing Xu Zimo's words.
Said: "The gap between me and them is a qualitative gap, not a quantitative one. They are not worthy yet."
"Then how did you end up like this?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
According to the wishes of the Eternal God King, this leader should be an immortal being.
Logically speaking, no matter how many god-kings there are in the Eternal Continent, they are no match for him.
After hearing Xu Zimo's words, the man fell silent for a while.
I don't know what I thought of, I frowned and hummed: "I thought everything was too simple, and I ended up becoming a chess piece."
"Are you from the Qiwei Sect?" Xu Zimo asked.
"It seems you still know something," the man chuckled.
"It's okay to tell you that after I discovered that crack, I wanted to capture this Eternal Continent and use it as a back garden to provide our Qiwei Sect with fresh blood.
But it is still too simple to think of everything. This Eternal Continent has existed for countless years, and there are so many strong people who have come out of it.
There are many Taoist beings among them, how could they sit idly by while I captured their hometown?"
"It seems you have been plotted," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Those people want me to take the lead and test the reaction of all parties. We, the Seven Fears Cult, will not do this as cannon fodder.
So I blew myself up and resurrected my body in this ruins, making those ants laughable because they thought they were the ones who killed me," the middle-aged man said with a sneer.
"But I paid a high price for deceiving their eyes and ears.
After practicing here for thousands of years, it’s time for me to enter the Immortal Bridge and leave this world.”
"I don't care about these things. Since you are their leader Qiongqi, you should know about Tongtianlu," Xu Zimo asked.
"Boy, greed makes people lose their way. It seems that you are also following the eternal path," Qiong Qi glanced at Xu Zimo and said lightly.
"Who cares, how about we make a deal and give me Tongtianlu, and I promise not to beat you to death," Xu Zimo said.