Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The Deaf Taoist told the truth. During only half a day, Lu Li encountered two other warriors who had lost their minds. They were at high realms. Both were at the peak of Semi-God Realm.
One old warrior’s speed was alarmingly fast. He would whoosh up from the ground like a ghost. Lu Li and the Deaf Taoist thought they were faced with attacks. But that warrior flew around the Wicked Bead for a bit and then dived into the lake. Next, he carried a large fish out and began to eat it raw. His mouth was filled with blood…
Confirming that the warrior was a madman, Lu Li and the Deaf Taoist flew away. It was a pity that this old man had such good skills. His skill was unique. He was about to bump into the Wicked Bead but he could dodge in an instant. In that specific moment, he was even faster than the Wicked Bead. That must be a powerful skill. However, the old warrior had gone nuts. The skill was becoming a lost art.
According to the map given by Blood Emperor’s servant, the destination was at the northeast of the Prison of Soul. It was a bit far away from the entrance. Given their current speed, it would take them three to four days to arrive. If they were to fly in the Wicked Bead at full speed, it would probably cost them merely two days. However, the Deaf Taoist said they could not travel so fast because some locations in the Prison of Soul were risky and they could be trapped there.
Half a day later, the Deaf Taoist stopped. Pointing to a large dark hole, he said, “This is the well-known Bottomless Pit. Over the course of history, no warrior that has gone in there ever comes out. None!”
“None?”
The Deaf Taoist would not lie about this. Lu Li was taken aback. What was the population of warriors in the nine universes? There must be a great number that went to the Prison of Soul. Powerful warriors usually were bold. A lot of them should have come to the Bottomless Pit. But none of them ever made it out? What was in the Bottomless Pit?
Lu Li’s curiosity grew. He almost wanted to go and find out. So many warriors went there. Imagine the amount of treasures left by them.
Seeing that Lu Li was not saying anything, the Deaf Taoist knew that he was interested. The Deaf Taoist threw a damp towel. “Lord, do not even think about it. Once, an immortal went there but he… didn’t make it out, either!”
“What?”
This time, Lu Li was frightened. Immortals were powerful. It may seem that there was only a small gap between the peak of Semi-God Realm and an immortal, but the difference in powers was great, just like a civilian to a warrior at the Semi-God Realm.
In theory, an immortal would be faced with no enemies in the nine universes and they could travel anywhere safely. But this dark, though not scary-looking pit, could be the end of immortals?
“Let’s go!”
Lu Li’s curiosity was gone. He would not covet the treasures in this dangerous place no matter how many Relics there might be. It was meaningless to have over a hundred Relics if he could not stay alive.
They went past the pit and forged ahead. From now on, Lu Li completely trusted the Deaf Taoist’s words. Prison of Soul was not a place that could be treated without caution. It was possible that he could lose his life here.
“Oh no!”
Several hours later, the Deaf Taoist suddenly yelled, “Lord, take me in, now.”
Lu Li took Deaf Taoist in without thinking. The latter was still in shock. Taking a deep breath, he said, “Ghastly Wind coming up. It is strong. There must be a large group of Soul Biting Ants.”
Lu Li grew curious and checked with psychic power. He sensed a puff of Ghastly Wind coming, covering up the sky and blotting the sun, affecting an entire area. Lu Li noticed that inside the Ghastly Wind were some faint shadows of beings that resembled the looks of tiny ants.
“Those are Soul Biting Ants?”
Lu Li was surprised. Without Deaf Taoist’s warning, without the Relic weapon, if he were here alone, he might have fallen victim to the ants before he knew. Those Soul Biting Ants did not pose any danger on the surface. One might mistake them for sands if not looking carefully…
There was not only a few Soul Biting Ants hidden inside the Ghastly Wind but an entire flock. One glance and Lu Li already found at least hundreds of them. Once a warrior was affected by the Ghastly Wind which could already launch soul attacks, the warrior’s soul would be gnawed by the Soul Biting Ants and could end up dead before knowing it.
The Ghastly Wind passed. Lu Li breathed in relief, his heart still fluttering in fear. He flew away for a distance before he told the Deaf Taoist, “It’s okay now. We are safe.”
The Deaf Taoist was sent out to lead the way. Every few hours, they would run into Ghastly Wind and some Beasts of Primordial Chaos which were unique to the Prison of Soul. Those Beasts of Primordial Chaos were not large but all could launch soul attacks. It was fortunate that the Deaf Taoist had a strong soul and he didn’t need Lu Li’s help as time moved on.
They also encountered more warriors that had gone insane. One of them was dying, another one was crawling sickly on a mountain. The latter had many rotten spots on his body and it was extremely hard for him to climb up the mountain. His eyes were hallowed as if he were a dead man walking.
Lu Li told the Deaf Taoist to help end this man’s life. Death was better than living for him in this state. He was without a soul and his body was decaying. To facilitate his death could do good to him.
Once again, Lu Li could feel the hardship for a warrior. There must be countless warriors in the nine universes. How many of them could become Semi-God Realm warriors? How many were stuck in the last step of the Semi-God Realm. How many could become an immortal over a course of a million years?
Could one really enjoy immortality even at the Divinity?
The Waters Region and other worlds and places had seen the birth of immortals, but some died in a tragic way in the Divinity. Emperor of Heaven Reverse and Yan Tiangang had been to the Divinity for such a long time. They had become mighty warriors in the Divinity and yet, they could not pay one visit to their homeland…
Yan Tiangang was said to serve as a slave for one hundred thousand years just to send some Relics to the Yan Family. Even an immortal could be a slave. The hardship a warrior had to endure was imaginably difficult…
“Phew, phew~”
This thought added burdens to Lu Li’s mind.
He had not become an immortal yet and that was the first step for him. The second thing he should figure out was how to survive in the Divinity, and stay alive while being hunted down by Yan Tiangang, God of Wings, and God of Barbarians. He had to search for Lu Ling as well. It was said that the Divinity was a vast place and even God of Barbarians could not go across just the southern Divinity…
Lu Li also promised Emperor Zi to search for his daughter in the Third Plane and eliminate his enemy who was a ruler in the Third Plane of the Divinity!
Those thoughts bothered Lu Li. For many warriors, to become an immortal was already the ultimate goal. However, in Lu Li’s case, that was just the start, not to mention that the day he became an immortal was at a far, distant date…
“Forget about it!”
Lu Li shook his head. He looked at Lu Renhuang. When Lu Li was just born, Lu Renhuang took his mother to the Ice Abyss. At that time, Lu Ling was merely four years old! At this thought, Lu Li became more determined.
What could a four year old know? What could she do? Back then, their grandfather died a tragic death. Lu Ling had nobody to rely on but herself. Even so, she survived and raised Lu Li.
Compared to what she had gone through, what he was experiencing was nothing. No matter how hard it was going to be, he must find Lu Ling and protect her against any potential harm.
