Hearing Xu Zimo’s question, Elder Ming pondered for a mont.
Then he said, “The Black Whale Sea is a forbidden land. The living cannot enter, and the dead cannot leave. Unless you ride the ferry boat.”
“It’s said that the Mirage Tides Heaven was once a mass graveyard. One day, under the influence of a mysterious power, all the living beings in this domain were slaughtered.”
Hearing this, although Xu Zimo had not witnessed it personally, he could still feel the weight of it.
How many people were there in an entire domain?
Hundreds of trillions, perhaps even more.
And all of them were killed.
Just imagining the scene made it impossible to describe, even with phrases like ‘corpses piled like mountains.’
The image was horrifying, heart-stopping.
Corpses blanketed the land. Wherever you went, there were only the dead.
It did not matter whether you were an ordinary person, a Saint Sovereign, or even an Infinite Dao cultivator.
There was no difference.
Only death.
Before death, all beings were equal.
So-called Infinite Dao cultivators were rely slightly stronger ants.
All of this was Xu Zimo’s own imagination, his own realization.
“Don’t ask who did it, or why an entire heaven was slaughtered,” Elder Ming explained.
“I don’t know, and I can’t touch matters at that level. I can only tell you that later, the Lord of Death arrived in this domain. With supre divine abilities, he refined all the corpses, allowing all the dead to find peace. In the end, those corpses beca the Black Whale Sea you see before you.”
“There are only two ways to cross this sea. The ferry boat, or becoming a Black Whale Guard and traveling on a black whale.”
“Otherwise, whether you’re living or a spirit, the mont you touch it, you die.”
“I’m not exaggerating. The Mirage Tides Heaven has existed for so long, with countless spirits within it. So spirits gained intelligence. So powerful spirits wanted to leave the Mirage Tides Heaven. Many of them were even stronger than . In the end, those who tried to leave on their own all t the sa fate. Death.”
Hearing this, Xu Zimo understood.
Elder Ming was not trying to scare him. He was stating a fact.
That was, the Black Whale Sea was truly terrifying.
Riding a black whale was clearly not an option for him, which left only the ferry boat.
But before considering the ferry boat, Xu Zimo wanted to test just how extraordinary the Black Whale Sea really was.
He slowly walked to the edge of the sea.
Looking down, he saw his own face reflected in the water. Though the sea was pitch-black, his reflection was still clear.
Xu Zimo extended his right hand and placed it into the seawater.
In an instant, a sharp pain shot through him.
Xu Zimo quickly withdrew his hand.
In just a few seconds, his palm had already been corroded.
This surprised him.
He was already an Infinite Dao cultivator who had opened one flower. It was no exaggeration to say that even if he did nothing, his natural defense was already terrifying.
Even another Infinite Dao cultivator would not be able to injure him easily.
This Black Whale Sea was strange, and extrely so.
“You felt it, didn’t you?” Elder Ming stepped forward and said.
“Corrosion, and corrosion that ignores everything. No matter how strong your physique is, no matter what realm you’re in, how many edicts you’ve comprehended, or what thods you possess, it’s all useless. This seawater’s corrosion penetrates everything, instantly dissolving you into nothingness.”
“It really is interesting,” Xu Zimo nodded.
Blood dripped from his right hand, then regenerated, returning to normal.
But crossing the Black Whale Sea directly was practically impossible.
Unless he reached the Three Blossoms stage.
For Xu Zimo, that was still so distance away.
“Then where is the ferry boat?” Xu Zimo asked again.
“The ferry boat isn’t created by anyone. It is born of heaven and earth,” Elder Ming said.
He pointed to his own heart.
“Go and feel this Black Whale Sea. If the Black Whale Sea is ford from the death energy of all living beings, then the ferry boat is condensed from the conscience of all living beings.”
As he spoke, Elder Ming closed his eyes.
His presence seed to rge with the Black Whale Sea.
The seawater before him began to churn. Before long, a black skiff stopped in front of him.
“This is the ferry boat,” Elder Ming said.
Everything before them felt miraculous, yet sohow natural.
The world has good and evil.
Evil thoughts beca the Black Whale Sea.
Good thoughts condensed into the ferry boat.
Yin and yang, life and death. This seed to be the natural cycle of heaven and earth.
This was the grand and upright Dao.
“The Lord of Death is truly remarkable. He’s walked very far on the Dao,” Xu Zimo said.
Everything before him was the result of the Lord of Death’s guidance and transformation. It was his masterpiece.
On the path of the Dao, the Lord of Death had already gone a great distance.
“I won’t go with you,” Elder Ming said with a bitter smile.
“Without my lord’s command, entering rashly would an certain death.”
Xu Zimo waved his hand, not forcing him.
He closed his eyes as well, preparing to sense his own ferry boat.
What he used was not his soul, but his will.
The mont his will touched the Black Whale Sea, Xu Zimo felt his consciousness burning, as if it were about to be corroded.
Still, he endured it, suppressing the sensation with his powerful strength.
Gradually, he seed to sense life.
This Black Whale Sea possessed life.
It was not rely a sea of death.
Suddenly, within the sea, a single drop of water resonated with Xu Zimo.
That drop of water was his ferry boat.
One drop of water represented one person from life.
Xu Zimo rged his consciousness with it. He could feel its joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
He could share all of its mories.
Even its mories from life.
The ferry boat was exclusive.
Xu Zimo’s consciousness seed to enter another world.
That was the world of the ferry boat’s forr life.
His na had been forgotten by ti.
But that didn’t matter.
He was a general of the Spirit Mountain Fog Continent Legion, leading three hundred thousand soldiers.
When disaster struck, the entire Mirage Tides Heaven responded to the call of the Chaos Burial True God, uniting to resist the invaders.
He had thought it would be an evenly matched, bloody war.
But when the enemy descended from the heavens...
That man held a sky-piercing halberd.
With just a single downward thrust, everyone died.
There was no desperate battle, no tearing anguish.
They didn’t even feel the pain of death.
Everyone simply died.
All that remained for him was the image of that man turning his head back for a single glance.
It was through that glance that Xu Zimo, using the ferry boat, seed to return to that era.
He froze in place.
Because the one who destroyed the Mirage Tides Heaven was him.
Xu Zimo’s expression changed.
“How is this possible?”
He saw a version of himself, identical in appearance.
“Could it be the previous generation’s Infernal Lord?”
Xu Zimo frowned.
But he had seen the previous Infernal Lord before, and that man did not look like him.
“Then who was it?”
Xu Zimo could not make sense of it. The Mirage Tides Heaven clearly held many secrets.
Coming here this ti had been the right choice.
He withdrew his gaze and focus. Before him, a ferry boat had already condensed.
But unlike Elder Ming’s, his ferry boat seed… excessively large.
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