The Ancient Vast Realm

"Forget it, it's not important."

Feng Xuan waved his hand and drove all the soul light mist aside, allowing it to naturally condense and settle into liquid droplets. With his bronze space, he naturally didn't need these impure soul essences.

As Feng Xuan finished his actions, a little bit of sparkling memory fragments slowly flew out from the deep black hole.

"Coming!"

Seeing these fragments, Feng Xuan couldn't help but feel shocked, and then he immediately glanced at these fragments intently.

After watching for a while, Feng Xuan's face became a little ugly. Although the annihilation black hole did decompose some fragments, the size of these memory fragments was not satisfactory. Feng Xuan estimated that the information contained in them was very little and of no value at all. .

Ouye Luoshan is an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, and the memories of his life can only be described as huge.

More and more memory fragments floated around, surrounding Feng Xuan like a river of stars, but Feng Xuan condensed a layer of barrier outside his consciousness, unwilling to be touched by these fragments at will.

Suddenly, when Feng Xuan was looking at all the fragments seriously, a palm-sized fragment suddenly flew out. It was seen that the size of this memory fragment was much larger than the other fragments, and there was something vague about it. The breath flows.

"Huh? It's you"

Seeing this fragment, Feng Xuan's eyes lit up and he immediately called it over and integrated it into his consciousness.

...

"Huchi...huchi..."

In a dark underground area, surrounded by strange plants emitting all kinds of strange lights, two figures fled awkwardly through a crack in the ground covered with huge fern leaves.

After escaping for an unknown amount of time, one of the figures stopped first, panting and hiding himself behind a huge mushroom, and carefully looked behind him.

"I guess... you're not chasing me, right?" Another figure also stopped when he saw this, slowly walked up to the man and asked softly.

When we got closer, even though her voice was hoarse and her figure was covered by a cloak, we could still tell that she was a woman based on her bumpy figure.

"I don't know, this group of shadow wolves are very cunning, and their concealment methods are extremely good. Even with the power of Shaman Soul, it is not easy to find them. Although these things have lost their spirituality and become violent and bloodthirsty, their hunting instinct is Almost reached the limit”

The first figure said slowly, and when he turned his head, sporadic plant light fell on his face. He was clearly an attractive middle-aged man.

"How are you feeling?"

After the middle-aged man looked at the woman, he frowned slightly when he looked at the woman's abdomen and shoulders, which were constantly leaking blood.

"It's okay. I took the elixir and I blocked out the bloody smell. Don't worry. The power of the shadow wolf will be difficult to eliminate for a while, so we can only do this for now." The woman reached out and touched the wound and said softly.

"Thank you for the hard work this time. If it weren't for you, I would have died in the mouths of those beasts."

The middle-aged man kneaded the magic formula with his hands, and a spiritual power was poured into the woman's body.

"You are the only witch cultivator in the team. It is everyone's responsibility to protect you. It doesn't have to be like this. Those beasts have too keen sense of smell, so it's better not to use force."

The woman grabbed the man's arm, interrupted his spell and shook her head slightly.

"But......"

The middle-aged man still wanted to say something, but when he saw the woman's firm eyes, he fell silent and nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Let's go. This place is not safe after all. It's not too late to wait until we find a safe place for treatment."

The woman looked at the middle-aged man with a flash of tenderness in her eyes. Without saying anything more, she turned around and led the man further away.

Seeing this, the man followed closely, constantly alerting the surroundings with his witch soul power.

"Huh? How come..."

Suddenly, after an unknown amount of time, the man who was running let out a light sigh, his tone fluctuated a little, and his body slowly stopped unconsciously.

Feeling the movement of the man behind her, the woman stopped quickly and looked at him doubtfully.

"Go this way"

The man didn't explain too much, he just grabbed the woman and flew towards the rock wall aside.

Feeling the warmth on the man's palm, the woman's cheeks turned red under the scarf, and she was pulled by him to run silently.

In just ten breaths, the two came to a somewhat hidden rock crevice. They saw that the place was overgrown with weeds, and clumps of unknown plants took root here and grew irregularly.

However, although it is said to be a rock crevice, it is actually about four to five feet wide, but it is so inconspicuous compared to the almost endless underground world.

"Is there anything special here?"

Looking at this inconspicuous rock crevice, the woman looked at the man even more confused.

"Go in and take a look, there seems to be something different here."

The man looked around, and after he didn't notice any danger, he immediately led the woman towards the crevice.

As the two of them went deeper, even the luminous plants in the rock crevices slowly disappeared. A few small light balls emitting a faint light flew out of the middle-aged man's hands, slightly lighting up the darkness. Although there was only a tiny bit of light, It is naturally enough for two people with good strength.

"No, why are my human race's witch marks here?"

Gradually, the woman also found something wrong. On some rock walls, some unclear human characters began to slowly emerge, but no one knew what era they were left from. Some characters had long become incomplete, as if they were destroyed by some insects and ants. Some recognizable characters were extremely old, not like the human witch patterns of today, but more like the products of the ancient times.

The man said nothing, but the speed of advancement was getting faster and faster, and the woman also felt that the man's grip on her arm was gradually increasing.

Until an incense stick later, when the two stood at the end of the rock wall, they saw that the place became slightly empty. At the end, a protruding black altar and a stone tablet a meter high stood quietly here.

Around the altar, several unknown minerals emitted a little dim light, just enough to make people see a lonely figure sitting cross-legged on the altar.

However, this figure is not a living thing. Under the simple black robe is a small and dense skeleton. Just by the traces of exposed bones, it can be known that this person was a human in his lifetime.

"You came in because you noticed this place?"

The woman looked at the lonely bones and suddenly understood the middle-aged man's intention.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, this altar should be a teleportation altar. I don't know if it can still be activated."

The middle-aged man nodded gently, let go of the woman's hand, and the two walked towards the altar carefully.

When the two came to the vicinity of the altar, they saw that there were many words densely carved on the stone tablet in front of the altar.

When the two slowly read the words on it, they became more and more silent.

"Ancient strongman-inheritance..."