This is the clue that Jiang Che can think of, and all the existing clues can make sense.
But if the conjecture is correct, then a problem arises.
Why do the Old Ones exist in the mysterious world?
The Old Ones are a god in the Cthulhu Mythology, but compared to other myths and legends, the Cthulhu Mythology is completely fabricated by humans.
For example, Pangu in the Bactrian mythology has related records in various literature and legends, but its true origin cannot be studied.
Although the orthodox myth is a false proposition, for thousands of years, whether the gods of Bactria are real has still been a subject of research by many scholars.
The emergence of the mysterious world has brought the existences in legends and ghost stories into human vision, further stimulating those people who have always believed in the existence of gods.
The mysterious world has always been called the other side of the real world. Whether it is a reflection, a metaverse, or a different world, it is actually unimportant now.
The important thing is that everyone has accepted the existence of the mysterious world and acknowledged the existence of those things.
But as a fabricated thing by humans, why does Cthulhu also appear in the mysterious world?
If only this could work...
In that mysterious world, will there still be a Tiga? Sass for? Tanjiro? Marvel Universe?
The more Jiang Che thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed.
But no matter what, if the Old Ones really existed, things would definitely be more difficult.
In Jiang Che's perception, Cthulhu is very contemptuous and disdains human beings...
"Be careful!" Xiaoman suddenly said.
The corpse was quickly decomposed by the grass blades, and the soul grass continued to dance and began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The soul grasses intertwined with each other, gradually blocking the sky.
Soon, all directions, including the top of the head, became the swaying territory of soul grass.
As the last bit of light disappeared, the two entered a claustrophobic space.
When the darkness enveloped her, Zhu Yao's body lit up with a little glimmer of light. When she looked carefully, she realized that they were Gu worms that looked like fireflies.
With enough numbers, Zhu Yao created a ball of light and dispelled part of the darkness.
"Susu..."
The grass blades flowed quickly like a link, but there was no friction under the feet, only the noisy noise.
"It seems like this is the real maze..." Jiang Che couldn't help but sigh.
Because now, you can no longer tell the specific location. In such a space, you can't even tell whether you are standing on the ground or on the ceiling.
"I'll try."
Xiaoman opened his slender legs and punched the soul grass.
Moreover, this circle containing terrifying brute force only caused a few ripples and had no other reaction.
"Soul grass cannot be destroyed. It is probably because your punch just stimulated them." Jiang Che said.
Xiaoman turned his head: "Are you blaming me?"
"???"
Jiang Che: "No, I don't."
"Tch." Xiaoman clasped his hands in front of his chest with a look of disdain.
At this time, Zhu Yao said: "These Gu insects can only last for an hour."
"Okay, I understand." Jiang Che nodded in agreement.
If Zhuge Ye was here, lighting would definitely not be a problem, but it's a pity.
"Let's look around first."
Time passed by minute by minute, and half an hour passed quickly.
The three of them walked aimlessly in this strange space, but this place was like a 360° treadmill. No matter which direction they walked, it was like standing still.
During this period, Jiang Che, Xiaoman, Zhu Yao, and Xiaomeng all tried to use attacks to break through these soul grasses, but in the end they all failed.
"Barbarian, I think it's better to use my method." Jiang Che said helplessly.
As Jiang Che's ghost, Xiaoman naturally knew what Jiang Che was talking about.
Their attacks are unable to take effect due to the existence of mysterious will, but this does not include the prisons of the heavens.
Xiaoman doesn't know what kind of existence Zhutian Prison is.
Since even the gods can deal with the prisons in the heavens, it stands to reason that destroying this strange ruin will not be a problem.
It's just that the more Jiang Che uses the power of the prison, the weirder his body becomes.
At first, he just summoned the stone door, then used the chain to seal it and use it, and then Jiang Che's body changed.
There are chains wrapped around the bones. When the body is destroyed, the chains will replace the flesh and bones to continue to maintain Jiang Che's life and actions.
This may seem like a good thing, but it actually makes Jiang Che less and less human.
Under unknown conditions, this may not necessarily be an absolutely good thing.
Therefore, Xiaoman had discussed with Jiang Che before that until the Zhutian Prison was investigated, he would not use the prison's power if possible, so as not to cause some unknown and irreversible changes.
For example, becoming a ghost slave in prison...
Xiao Man took a deep look at Jiang Che and said with a solemn expression: "Be careful."
"Yes." Jiang Che nodded in agreement, then closed his eyes and felt the prison of the heavens deep in his soul.
'Hua Hua Hua...'
The sound of chains colliding came from deep within the soul.
Jiang Che suddenly woke up from the bed, and later realized that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
The air was filled with a cold musty smell, and in the dim light, fine grains of gall dust floated slightly.
Jiang Che sat up from the bed. He originally thought it was a hard bed, but now it looked more like a corpse bed.
There are dark chains tied around the narrow iron bed. Judging from the structure of the ends of these chains, they are used to imprison the person lying on the bed.
The tingling pain from the nerves made Jiang Che discover that there were hideous holes in his palms and ankles.
The size of these bloody holes exactly matches the nails at the end of the chain.
This is a simple and dark room.
It is very small, with a bed, a chair, a desk, a few books and a pen on the desk, and finally a mottled iron door on the right. Apart from these, there is nothing else.
"..."
"..."
It took a long time before Jiang Che's fragmentary consciousness finally recovered.
"This should be the illusion from last time..."
When I forcibly used prison power to deal with Poseidon in the Death Glacier, I also entered a strange illusion.
It's just that I was nailed to this bed at that time, unable to move, speak, or open my eyes to observe.
It seems that the changes in my body also started after that time... I became more human than human, ghost or ghost...
His eyes fell on the wooden chair beside the bed, which was facing the iron bed.
Jiang Che still remembered that last time there was a voice saying that he was not a qualified Master of Mysteries.