"The mortal body of wood spirit is the best spiritual body to communicate with the plants of heaven and earth. Between heaven and earth, all living beings have spirits."

"Even plants have their own emotions, lives, and feelings."

"So, in the past, there were plants that absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and became spiritual and cultivated the Tao."

"Even though time is frozen here, all the plants have completely lost their vitality?"

Lin Yi took a deep breath and looked at the flowers, plants and trees, as if looking at the dead bodies.

Lifeless plants.

It should have withered.

But the plants in front of me are not withered, nor are they alive.

Beyond common sense.

"Isn't this the rule of this world?"

Lin Yi did not hesitate anymore. He stepped into the swamp and was about to use his spiritual energy to forcefully break open a path for the water in the swamp.

Never thought about it.

The water in the swamp, which was originally peaceful, suddenly spread out towards both sides.

A stone staircase leading all the way down was revealed.

The stone steps are quite ancient, leading all the way from the top to the bottom.

At first glance, there is no end in sight, and there is only darkness as far as the eye can see.

The bright black color that seemed to be able to swallow up everything made Lin Yi feel a little more indescribable deep in his heart.

It's not like being uneasy.

On the contrary, it was as if I had been here before.

But Lin also clearly had no impression of anything about this place.

Standing on the stone steps.

The dark swamp is divided on both sides of the stone steps.

In the swamp water, countless rotting corpses can be seen vaguely.

Some look like people.

Some look like animals.

Some... can't see where they came from, let alone what they are.

Lin also walked down the stone steps.

Now that I'm here, it's time to find out.

Last time I saw Wangu in a mysterious place.

This time, I don’t know what kind of immortal master I will encounter.

Maybe he is also the kind of strong man who only remains in classics and legends?

Lin Yi leaned down, completely throwing away the sunlight behind him.

The left hand dragon sleeping in his left hand snorted, and the dark glazed flower at the heart was now emitting a faint black light, floating in front of Lin Yi's heart.

There was such a small moment.

The dark colored glaze flower suddenly paused while spinning.

Then, it hovered quietly as usual.

dark.

When the eyes hit it, it was blacker than pitch black.

But as you go deeper, the surrounding swamp gas becomes more and more indifferent.

All the way down.

Lin Yi no longer remembered how long he had been walking down, but when he turned around and looked back, he saw only a small bright spot in the direction he came from.

That small bright spot is the only link between the dark world below the swamp and the normal world above.

Lin Yi snapped his fingers.

A small fire dragon with its tail immediately emerged from the fingertips, bursting with flames and slowly illuminating the surrounding area.

The air down there was better than Lin Yi imagined.

The appearance of the fire dragon did not ignite the swamp.

Only by looking at the clusters of firelight, Lin Yi discovered that at some point, the broken swamp water on both sides of him had turned into solid black walls.

The wall has a somewhat cold feeling.

Even if Lin Yi didn't touch it with his hands, he could feel that the surrounding air was constantly lowering.

All around, there was only the sound of Lin Yi's footsteps.

The fire dragon circled quietly, shuttled back and forth, lighting up the dark wall.

above the wall.

There are bloody palm prints.

Densely packed.

Thousands.

It seems that there was once a group of people who wanted to escape from here.

But the road is too narrow.

too many people.

So, I can't squeeze in.

They seemed panicked.

Lin Yi originally guessed whether these bloody fingerprints were left by the heads of the Guwu family.

But soon, Lin Yi gave up this idea.

Because, he found that every bloody handprint had some aura of spiritual energy left on it.

It was just breath, but the real spiritual energy had long since completely dissipated.

"This small world is not only frozen in time, but also in a certain moment?"

Lin Yi frowned.

This is like if a person died here.

The second before that person is about to die, his soul theoretically has not dispersed.

And if the owner of this small world uses the power of laws in this small world, he can forever stay in the state of the second before death.

However, the owners of these bloody handprints are probably dead.

Their corpses are missing and their spiritual energy has dispersed. Perhaps it is because the owner of this small world has been refined into this small world?

Lin Yi had countless thoughts in his mind.

If it were him, with the peak status of Jiuxuan Immortal Lord, it would be theoretically feasible to compete with heaven and earth for power on the Immortal Martial Continent and refine his own small world from between heaven and earth.

Although it is difficult.

Although the probability of failure is high, success is equally possible.

But if it were on earth.

On this earth with depleted spiritual energy, I want to refine a small world.

That is simply a fantasy.

The most important point is that this place has no spiritual energy. Without spiritual energy, powerful monks cannot be born.

Insufficient strength.

Still fighting with heaven and earth.

But since someone can create a small world on the earth, if you look at it from another perspective, maybe at a certain period, the earth was also rich in spiritual energy?

At that time, there were countless monks in the world?

Lin Yi also thought of Zhao Liuli in the soul sacrifice scroll.

He still hasn't figured out how Zhao Liuli appeared on earth.

Lin Yi had a flicker of his spiritual consciousness and tried to contact Zhao Liuli in the Soul Sacrifice Scroll. Only then did he realize that he had no idea when he started to get in touch with everything in the Soul Sacrifice Scroll.

Not to mention Zhao Liuli,

Even the three female spirits didn't respond at all.
To be continued...