Only then did Ling Han realize that although the darkness invaded at an alarmingly fast speed, while the gray-clothed old man's speed was slow, the darkness had not yet arrived after he had built the stone house.
Boom, at this moment, endless darkness struck.
Ling Han thought for a while, then swept towards the stone house.
He was really curious and wanted to know what was going on.
But after he entered the stone house, he was surprised to find that there was no trace of the old man here.
Only this simple stone house exuded a lustrous luster, as if telling that what Ling Han experienced before was not a dream, but a real thing.
Where are people?
He disappeared out of thin air, just like he appeared out of thin air.
Ling Han released his spiritual sense, but his spiritual sense didn't work at all in the darkness and was completely isolated.
What about underground?
It’s useless, it’s as if the consciousness has touched a layer of elastic membrane and cannot flow through at all.
Blood mud?
Ling Han frowned, where did this old man in gray come from, who was he, and why did he come to repair this stone house?
When the darkness passed, Ling Han destroyed the stone house again, and this time, he smashed every stone into pieces.
Then he waited.
As the day passed, darkness came as promised.
The old man in gray clothes reappeared. This time, Ling Han kept watching carefully, but he still couldn't catch any trace of the old man. It seemed that he had always been here, but he just discovered it.
Haha, the stones are all turned into powder now, what should you do?
However, the old man in gray just stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the stone powder all over the ground stirred up, and then condensed together, and then, large stones reappeared.
The next step was the same as yesterday, the old man slowly built the stone house.
This time, Ling Han could see clearly that the speed of the darkness seemed to be tens of thousands of times slower. His movements, including his, seemed to be frozen. Only the old man's slow movements were not affected.
Some kind of rule force?
Ling Han thought that as long as he completely mastered the rules of earth, it would be extremely simple to convert the stone between powder form and solid form.
But this requires at least the cultivation of a saint.
Is this old man in gray a saint?
Are you kidding me? Saints are excluded here. Otherwise, Mr. Jiushan would definitely be willing to accompany him to protect this extremely valued disciple.
Moreover, the saint has nothing to do but build stone houses here all day long?
Ling Han was extremely curious. Seeing that the stone house was about to be built, he quickly spread out and headed towards the stone house.
However, although the old man's speed was slow, he was even slower. He clearly used the distance so far away, but he was like a tortoise crawling, heading towards the stone house at an extremely slow speed.
At this time, the old man in gray clothes had finished building the stone house. He turned around and smiled at Ling Han. His smile was so weird that it made Ling Han's whole body tremble again.
Phew, his speed suddenly increased. No, I should say, it seemed that the effect of slowing down time had disappeared, and he returned to normal speed.
Ling Han entered the stone house, but did not see the old man in gray again.
He shook his head. The old man in gray's cultivation should be far higher. From the fact that he could slow down the time of others, it can be seen that the gap was as big as the sky.
This place...seems like the water is very deep.
Ling Han stayed in the stone house for a long time. After the day "brightened", he did not destroy the stone house again because it was meaningless.
He hit the road again and wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.
Ahead, there were still stone houses. It took seven days for Ling Han to finally walk out of the forest.
A large river appeared in front of him, only a hundred feet wide, but so long that it could not end at a glance.
Ling Han walked to the river and saw black gas surging above the river, turning into figures, old and young, male and female, as if all kinds of things in the world could be seen here.
He walked along the river and headed upstream.
After walking for a while, he suddenly saw a small boat in the river ahead.
Huh?
He stared at it and saw that the boat was really small. It should be said that it was more suitable to be a small boat. There was only one person on the small boat. Judging from the figure, he should be a man. He was wearing a bamboo hat on his head and in his hand.
Holding a long pole.
Ling Han felt a sense of absurdity. In such a strange river, a boatman actually appeared?
The boat traveled along the current, and of course it was very fast. It arrived near Ling Han in an instant. The boatman picked up the bamboo hat and glanced at Ling Han.
Ling Han couldn't help but feel his heart tighten. The boatman's eyes were turbid white, and his skin was even more bluish-white, like a corpse that had been dead for many years.
Brush, the boat is very fast, and it has sailed by quickly.
What is the situation in this dark cloud hell?
Infinite curiosity arose in Ling Han's heart, but he knew that his current cultivation level was too weak and he was not qualified to explore all of this.
"Become stronger! Become stronger!"
He suppressed all curiosity and strode forward.
Because many people entered Dark Cloud Hell to experience the City of Death. Although most of these people died there, there were also a few who left alive. Naturally, there will be some information about Dark Cloud Hell.
Therefore, Ling Han knew that as long as he walked along this river, the end would be the City of Death.
Walking and walking, although the journey was long, fortunately, he did not encounter any enemies. After nine days, Ling Han finally arrived at the end of the river.
I saw a huge and majestic city in front of me, and the river flowed out from a corner of the city wall.
City of Death.
This is really a big city. Even with Ling Han's eyesight, he can't see the end of it. It's completely wrapped in black metal walls.
Because of this, Ling Han couldn't easily enter. He walked around the city. After walking for a while, he finally found the city gate.
He strode over and saw a group of people guarding the city gate, all with foundation-building skills.
This foundation-building goalkeeping lineup can be said to be quite luxurious.
However, outsiders should be able to come here alive only from the Shengdan realm. Otherwise, the previous black hole would be enough to tear people into pieces.
Therefore, these people were either brought in by strong men, or they were natives here.
Over countless years, this city of death was created out of nothing, and the people who entered it from generation to generation also settled here and gave birth to offspring, endlessly.
"Hey, are you new here?" Seeing Ling Han approaching, the guards looked at him for a while and then asked.
Ling Han smiled: "I don't have any words on my face, how do you know I'm new here?"
"Your boy has a fair face, and you can tell at a glance that he is an outsider!" A guard said with a smile, "If your boy is still alive in another month, if he still looks like this, I will chop off the bird and give it to you.
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