"Phew..."
As Qin Feng stepped out of the tributary of the Ti Water and onto the shore, a sense of joy at having survived a disaster involuntarily welled up in his heart.
Once he let out a sigh of relief, he realized his entire body felt sowhat weak, his limbs exhausted, and the original thick immortal power within him had beco thin.
The Spring and Autumn Cicada perched on his shoulder was feeling the sa.
This little guy transford into a small spiritual cicada, asuring only about an inch long, with wings like jade, a golden body, and sharp, delicate six legs gripping tightly onto his magic robe. Otherwise, it worried it might fall off its master's shoulder due to exhaustion.
Falling to the ground wouldn't be too bad, but Qin Feng had just reached the shore, too close to the Ti Water. If it fell back into the Ti Water, it would be quite unfortunate.
Fortunately, Qin Feng was unwilling to stay in such a dangerous place any longer and quickly stepped forward, intending to move away from the Ti Water and explore the misty area ahead.
He wanted to know where this mist led to, how it was connected to the most mysterious Ti River in the Cosmic Great Thousand. It was indeed too strange.
Throughout his cultivation journey, Qin Feng had seen various secrets of the Cultivation World and heard about the Ten Thousand Worlds, but he had never heard of any world being directly connected to the Ti River.
Could this be an incredibly powerful Great World?
Or perhaps an ancient, unrivaled expert used heavenly power to draw a tributary of the Ti River into their world to enhance the internal Ti Law?
Hiss...
Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath!
If this guess were true, it would be quite astonishing.
However, didn't this expert fear that one day the Ti River might go out of control, diverting through the tributary and completely flooding this world?
Soon, Qin Feng shook his head, not wanting to think further about it.
Because all of this was rely his guess, whether it was true or not, he had to leave here and explore a bit to know.
But it was foreseeable that whether this was true or not, the beings living in this world must be incredibly powerful.
This was evident from the dense piles of bones along the shore.
From the Ti Water to the depths of the mist, as far as the eye could see, there were scattered white bones everywhere, the remains of various beings after death.
These remains varied in size, the largest resembling mountains, the smallest only a few inches long. But regardless of size, judging from the lingering aura and bone density, it was clear they were extraordinary in life.
Fortunately, Qin Feng's Dao cultivation was profound, and his power was formidable. Over the years, not only had he undergone countless trials, participating in nurous battles, but he had also seen many Corpse Mountains and Seas of Blood, even visited Death Kingdom in the Netherworld Dead Land.
For ordinary people, seeing these things might invoke fear, but Qin Feng was well-versed and knowledgeable, having seen and personally slain countless undead. He wouldn't fear these bones, which had lost their Origin Spiritual Light and couldn't even beco undead.
So he walked directly over the various sizes of white bones on the ground.
He had only taken a dozen steps, bypassed the gigantic hundred-ter-long monster carcass ahead, and was about to continue forward when the sight before him made Qin Feng pause slightly.
Because he discovered that there were not only the skeletal remains of blood and flesh beings but also the skeletons of other strange existences left after their death.
So were corpses of beings evolved from gold, jade, earth, stone, grasses, trees, and vine tree demons, which were understandable. But there were so mysterious remains of beings that he couldn't na or classify, which puzzled Qin Feng.
He soon stopped paying attention to these.
Because as he reached this point, he suddenly found the surroundings eerily quiet. Apart from countless skeletons around, there was nothing else.
Not a single living being, not even one undead, which seed abnormal.
Normally, in an area where countless powerful beings have died, even if no corpse worms or yin beasts are gnawing on the bones, there would be all sorts of strange evil spirits flourishing.
Just like Biluo's Ancient Battlefields, too many lives died during the Ancient Great Tribulation, and countless experts perished in them, giving birth to nurous mysteries and breeding many monster poison insects, causing cultivators from everywhere to dare not explore deeply, even knowing that there are various opportunities and treasures within.
But as Qin Feng surveyed around, he found no yin spirit, ghost item, or evil presence, nor any corpse worm or monster bred here. The vast area was enveloped in mist, with nothing but endless silence!
No danger, no sound!
No, this place was not without danger.
When Qin Feng's gaze fell on the Shariputra in front of him, his eyes focused, noticing sothing amiss.
The immortal aura that should've stopped dissipating after leaving the Ti Water was still slowly fading, and the layer of golden light around him was weakening at an undetectable speed.
Qin Feng was startled, imdiately extending his divine sense, carefully sensing for a mont, and only then did he realize that the faint mist around was perated with the Power of Ti.
However, perhaps because the mist here was relatively thin, the Power of Ti wasn't strong, thus not consuming as rapidly as it did earlier in the Ti Water.
Seeing this, Qin Feng instantly understood why no corpse worms or ghost items were bred here, nor were there strange existences lurking.
It's not that those anomalies didn't appear, but in this mist, ti elapsed far faster than outside, and all corpse worms and strange existences had already vanished in the long passage of ti.
Having understood this point, Qin Feng lifted his leg and jumped onto the high-risen rib of the monster carcass beside him, standing on it and looking forward.
The area he was in had relatively thin mist, but deeper inside, it was very dense. Even though he activated the Yin Yang Ghost Eye and used Supre Divine Power to probe, he couldn't see through to the end of this Ti Mist.
He didn't know how expansive this mist was.
Or perhaps this entire world was shrouded in mist?
If he exhausted the energy in the Shariputra before escaping this mist-covered area, he would be at risk and could end up as another skeleton among the countless in this mist!
Thinking of this, Qin Feng's face grew even more grim.
He dared not linger here any longer, and quickly headed forward.
It's not that he didn't want to fly; he did attempt it.
However, the higher he flew in the Ti Mist, the denser the vapor beca, consuming more of his Immortal Aura.
With the remaining energy in the Shariputra being limited, he dared not waste it, so he treaded cautiously, step by step, over the dense pile of corpses.
Originally, he had noticed the Spring and Autumn Cicada resting weakly on his shoulder to regain strength and had thought of summoning the Hellhound for transportation.
But upon realizing that the surrounding mist would deplete his Immortal Aura, he imdiately abandoned the idea of summoning the Hellhound or any other Spiritual Beast for transportation.
Fortunately, besides mastering various Escape Skills, he was proficient in the technique "Shrinking Ground to Inch," as well as the advanced Divine Skills "Thousand-Mile House" and "Heavenly Distance," the Supre Divine Skills.
Under such Divine Movent Techniques, his speed was equal to any Escape Skill.
Unfortunately, despite the silence of the mist here, there was not only the Power of Ti but also a trace of Space Laws. In addition, a strange power confused the spirit, forming sothing akin to an Enchanting Array with Ghost Wall Eye-Blocking Techniques.
Qin Feng understood that the Space Power was due to this being the outskirts of the Ti River, which itself was hidden deep in the void, naturally separated by layers of space. Therefore, so Space Power was not surprising.
As for those things that confused the spirit, they were ford by the demise of too many lives here.
Even if their souls and spirit light were dispersed over the endless Power of Ti, the accumulation of these bones over ti allowed the deathly Yin Qi to integrate into the mist.
Additionally, when various strange spiritual entities dissipated, part of their spiritual energy also rged into the Yin Qi of the mist, naturally forming this enchanting effect.
Although Qin Feng's Dao Cultivation was not affected by such enchantnt, once he activated the Yin Yang Ghost Eye, he could see through all illusions. However, too fast a speed would still be affected by the Space Laws, causing him to deviate in direction, so he could only use the technique "Shrinking Ground to Inch" to travel.
Even so, each step he took covered several hundred feet, not considered slow.
Yet he traveled at this speed for a half-day, estimated to have covered tens of thousands of miles without reaching the end, which weighed heavily on Qin Feng's heart.
He had to risk speeding up a bit. After traveling for another two or three quarters of an hour, just as the Shariputra was dimming and energy nearly exhausted, Qin Feng's mood plumted to the depths, he suddenly found that the mist ahead was becoming thinner again.
Qin Feng was slightly startled, then quickly activated the Yin Yang Ghost Eye and used this Supre Pupil Technique to look ahead.
Sure enough, he discovered the mist was about to dissipate, and behind it vaguely appeared so scenery different from the mist.
Though the Ti Mist obstructed his vision, he could still determine that it was different from the area shrouded in mist.
Excited, Qin Feng hastened his pace again, taking over a dozen swift steps, directly rushing out of the area of the mist to the outside.
Even though the world here was a gray haze, and the distant seemingly endless strange mountains blocked his view, Qin Feng, having left the Ti Mist, couldn't help but look up and shout loudly, releasing his repressed emotions.
Ever since he was cast into the Ti River, Qin Feng's spirit had been tightly wound, thinking multiple tis that there was no escape, nearly collapsing even with his mindset.
So upon erging, in his excitent Qin Feng did not suppress his emotions, shouting to relieve his tension.
However, his physical strength was formidable, with his Body Refining Cultivation nourished by the jade bone reaching the realm of Half-Step Profound Immortal.
Thus, even without deliberately adding Divine Skills like Dragon Roar, his shout still reverberated, shaking the silent mist behind him, causing an avalanche in the distant mountains!
Wait, that's not right!
Qin Feng's gaze focused, taking a closer look, and realized that it was no avalanche, but rather a "bone-collapse."
Because the region he identified as mountains was not made of stone or earth but was a mountain ford of piled white bones!
His shout had caused the originally loosely piled bones to vibrate, cascading down like an avalanche from a distance.
Qin Feng froze, staring at the countless white bones accumulating into mountains, thinking he might have entered the Netherworld; otherwise, how could there be so many bones?
However, if the bones of the Netherworld were piled into mountains, there would surely be Undead Spirit Ghosts, White Bone Skeleton Monsters, and the like, yet these bones lacked any spirit light, evidently bearing no vitality.
Qin Feng traced his gaze back along the distant Bone Mountain Range and found that the area behind, including the ground beneath his feet in the war-torn region, was covered in a thick layer of bones!
This...
Just how many beings died here?
No matter how strong-hearted Qin Feng was, seeing this, he couldn't help but have so other thoughts arise.
More importantly, besides various corpses, there was nothing else here, adding to his discomfort.
Just as he was in a daze, a sowhat helpless voice suddenly erged from the distant Bone Mountain, "Who is yelling? Instead of preserving strength in this Abandoned Land, you're wasting energy in shouting?"
The voice was filled with an ancient resonance, as though an elderly man on the verge of death was sighing.
As the voice sounded, more voices ca from other areas: "Hmm, it seems to be coming from the direction of the Ti Mist!"
"Did a new life break through the Ti Mist? Let's see if we can snatch any treasures!"
"I'm not concerned with treasures, but I swear I caught the scent of flesh."
This voice was filled with an insatiable craving for food, "at, oh at, I have starved for thousands of years, it's been so long since I've eaten. I want at!!"
Before the voice had finished, several figures appeared rapidly from behind the Bone Mountain, rushing towards this direction!
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