The four figures surged through the starry sky, then, before a sudden flash of light, they all plummeted downwards.
"This... have we come to the wrong place? We're already in the innermost core. It should be the most desolate and barren, but look around us. Where are the traces of seals and bloody battles?"
Half an hour later, Dian Wei spoke, surveying their surroundings.
Hearing Dian Wei's words, the faces of the group grew somber. They had chosen one of two paths, and the scene before them made even Xia Xin Yu begin to doubt.
Looking up, they saw only mountains of black rock, dense with spiritual energy, shrouded in mist, and occasionally traversed by streams of colorful, auspicious light.
"Let's walk further in and see!"
Xia Xin Yu shook her head. They had come this far; turning back was not a realistic option. They could only steel themselves and proceed.
"Rumble!!"
Half an hour later, a river of blood-red water cascaded down from a peak ten thousand feet high. Spiritual energy surged, and a crimson aura filled the sky. A profound sense of oppression made everyone uncomfortable.
"This blood river was formed by the divine blood of a colossal being that perished here, manifesting over countless millennia. We must have come to the right place."
Xia Xin Yu extended a finger, touching the void, sensing the flow of the blood river. "Let's go further in. This is still the outer perimeter; there's no significant information here!"
The four scanned their surroundings, bypassing the thundering blood river. The divine blood, even after such a long time, had not decayed but had manifested as this colossal river. It was a testament to the immense power of the being that had fallen here.
They crossed the blood river and, after about a hundred miles, the mountains disappeared, the land cracked, and vegetation ceased to grow. As they ventured further, the terrain shifted to yellow sand, and the temperature gradually rose.
"I've been here before. It was in this very spot that a mirror injured my primordial spirit."
As they walked, Xia Xin Yu suddenly spoke. Dian Wei and the other two froze, hesitant to advance. The Xia Xin Yu of her past life was a supreme Xuan Venerable, a being who could be injured by a mere mirror. They, on the other hand, would likely vanish into nothingness.
"At the time, I was solely focused on finding what the Immortal Lord and the Void Demon Race were fighting over. Upon reaching this place, before I could investigate, a divine light directly entered my brow. Back then, I arrived here only tens of thousands of years after the war of Chang Sheng City had ended. Countless experts had perished here, so it was not surprising that I was injured!"
Half an hour later, they had advanced only twenty miles. Their progress was slow, especially since Xia Xin Yu had suffered a severe blow here in her past life. Cautious, they did not rush, but pressed forward step by deliberate step.
"Look over there!"
Yang You Ji cried out, pointing in a direction where a faint auspicious light was visible, with rings of divine radiance slowly flowing.
After dozens of breaths, they discovered a white skeleton, likely polished smooth by the windblown sand. It sat cross-legged, with a long saber lodged at its neck, penetrating deeply into its heart.
"Judging by the posture, this should be a fallen expert or a colossal being. However, their divine sense has long since dissipated, and their divine blood has completely decayed. It's just an ordinary skeleton. Where is the auspicious light coming from?"
"Look to the west, ahead. There's a beam of light there, which should be the source. Let's go and see!"
The four moved past the white skeleton and walked another thousand feet inward.
"Don't move!"
"I've been to this place!"
Xia Xin Yu suddenly exclaimed, her face pale. She looked cautiously at the scene before them. "In my previous life, it was not far ahead that I was severely wounded by a mirror. Be careful, everyone. Even after an era has passed, its power will not have diminished significantly!"
"Everyone be cautious!"
Long Ju said in a deep voice. The group instantly summoned their blades and advanced slowly. Gradually, they saw a heavily damaged bronze mirror.
"Huh, look, is that a mirror? But it's too badly damaged. The mirror surface is cracked!"
Yang You Ji suddenly said.
"It should be it. It was a beam of divine light shot from that mirror back then. But after so many years, it's so severely damaged!"
"If it was sealed here, there shouldn't be so much friction. It's likely that after I left, other beings passed through this place."
Xia Xin Yu glanced at the mirror, realizing that its divine essence had long since dissipated and it posed no threat. She then sheathed her blade and walked towards the bronze mirror.
Dian Wei and the others followed and arrived before the mirror. They saw that it was held by a blood-red hand. The hand, made of an unknown material, was now covered in cracks, its divine essence lost.
"Clang"
Dian Wei stepped forward and grabbed the bronze mirror. The mirror's surface was severely damaged, but a faint divine light still flowed. Dian Wei flipped it over and saw that on the back, an illustration of a winged creature was carved. Due to the severe damage, it was impossible to discern what the creature looked like.
"Bang!"
Dian Wei struck the mirror surface with force. A metallic sound echoed. The heavily worn mirror suddenly emitted several beams of divine light, mostly blood-red and filled with killing intent!
Streams of black gas shot out from the mirror, surging forth like the forms of thousands of heads. As these black gases rushed out, a divine power, not of this realm, directly descended upon the shoulders of the four.
The blood energy was quite potent!
"It's the aura of the Void Demon Race. This mirror should belong to a powerful being of the Void Demon Race!"
Xia Xin Yu looked at the scene. In her past life, she had fought alongside the Phoenix clan against the Void Demon Race and was therefore very familiar with them.
It was this Void Demon Race and the Immortal Lord who had been fighting over something in the Three Thousand Planes, even willing to destroy entire planes. Even though the Immortal Lord and numerous forces had annihilated the Void Demon Race, the bizarre fall of the Cheng Tian Zhi Mu and the suppression of Zhu Long, all these unfathomable events, pointed towards the Immortal Lord.
"They were once close to defeating the Immortal Lord and unifying the Three Thousand Daozhou!"
The mirror continuously spewed black gas for half an hour. The black gas and bloodthirsty aura vanished, but the mirror began to shake bizarrely.
"Get back?!"
Dian Wei roared and hurled the mirror into the distance. The four retreated almost instantly, watching the bronze mirror land on the yellow sand. It then began to emit streams of blood, like a blood well, inexhaustible, constantly bubbling with fresh, crimson blood, as if it had just been drawn from a living being.