Jin Ren!
Xu Xiaoshou also just rembered.
Cursed Yin City has been gone for so long, and all the seals inside and out have been cut off, so why is there no image from Jin Ren's side?
Second true body, communicating with thoughts.
Previously, when his true self was outside and Jin Ren was in the ruins, fighting Bei Huai, he could thus transfer the influence of "grief," letting Jin Ren cry on his behalf without compensation.
Otherwise, back then in the Four Symbols Secret Realm, it would have been possible to be cut off by Bei Huai—his ability was too distasteful, capable of forcibly interrupting the enemy's casting, creating many opportunities for battle.
Later, when the true self entered the ruins and Jin Ren went outside, they were also able to ask Li Fugui and Dragon Apricot so questions through the connection between the two.
But now...
How did they lose contact?
Could it be that Cursed Yin's blockade is still in place, and the Divine Relics can still only be entered but not exited?
"What's wrong?"
Hallmaster Dao, upon hearing the noise, turned his head to look, thinking Xu Xiaoshou had rembered sothing about his Master, freeing himself from the roundabout influence of mory Path.
"Do you have any way to verify that Cursed Yin truly can't interfere with the entrance and exit of the Divine Relics?" Xu Xiaoshou did not elaborate.
Hallmaster Dao laughed in response: "It depends on you, Lord Shou. You are the owner of the Divine Relics who has mastered the Heavenly Realm Core. Why don't you try changing the Guiding Great Path here?"
Change...
What does that an?
"Don't ask, just do as I say, you change it first."
"Holding the Heavenly Realm Core, trace back the 'Guiding' Great Path with intent; you don't need to change it to the normal state, you probably can't achieve that."
"Just change it back to the original Guiding rules set by the god slayer Ran Ming before the influence of Cursed Yin, allowing free entry and exit," Hallmaster Dao said mysteriously.
Xu Xiaoshou hesitated, thinking that since everyone was still in the Divine Relics, it might be okay to listen to the words of Elder Dao the Flamboyant.
So, he took out the Heavenly Realm Core and did everything according to instructions.
There was no shock that shook the whole world, nor was there any buzzing sound. Silently, the Guiding Great Path switched to the way the god slayer Ran Ming had set it before.
"What does this all an?"
Xu Xiaoshou had a bad feeling after finishing.
Because he indeed couldn't change the Guiding Great Path to "entering through the tree gate to return directly to a specific location on the Shengshen Continent, instead of how you ca in is how you go back."
In theory, Xu Xiaoshou could understand:
After all, the Divine Relics were proudly part of the Heavenly Realm Triangle, the "Spiritual Site" of the Ancestral God, whose rules were different from those on the Shengshen Continent, on a higher level.
Coming from that side, it is necessary to use the term "Feather Ascension," essentially not "spatial teleportation," but "Guiding Reincarnation."
Going back from this side naturally also has to be "Guiding," and not just whizzing through starry space and various currents.
But theory aside, subjective feelings weren't all that great—
—After his own exit, Ai Cangsheng might have been waiting with bow drawn at his temple for half a month already. The thought itself was a bit horrifying.
Of course, feeling outsmarted by Hallmaster Dao's prediction felt even worse.
"Are you going to talk or not!"
Seeing Xu Xiaoshou's displeasure, Hallmaster Dao finally started making sense, his finger pointing vaguely toward the other side, toward the Shengshen Continent:
"They don't know what happened here."
"But from the entire expanse of the continent, even though the rush to enter the ruins has passed now, everyone probably understands that there are so problems here."
"There still is a group of people, after a long ti of hesitation and struggle, who will shout the word 'Ran Ming' and choose to gamble on fortune—their lives are at a dead end."
"Before, they could enter but not leave; now you change the rule, kill one more person, see if they die or get out, wouldn't that be clear?"
Such a simple and brutal thod!
But isn't it a bit too inhumane?
While pondering, Hallmaster Dao suddenly pursed his lips and bent his eyes, smiling without saying a word.
Xu Xiaoshou's pupils trembled.
"You..."
"Yes, Lord Shou, I've finished killing."
...
There are still people in the Divine Relics after all.
When Cursed Yin was still here earlier, those who entered were directly refined by the great array, and had the honor to integrate with Cursed Yin.
Regardless of Cutting Path or higher void level.
Now that Cursed Yin has left, the very few who dared to enter the Divine Relics have survived.
They fell to the First Heavens, watched the entrance animation in their minds, then opened their eyes, only to stand stunned on the spot.
"What a Divine Relics!"
Truly worthy of being the land of the Divine Battle, this is really ruins.
It doesn't look like it's been plowed by bulls, not a single patch of land is intact?
Even if you run for half a day, given the years that have passed, even if the battle was the most chaotic, according to the density of the spiritual energy and the Unowned Holy Power...
There should have been clusters of spiritual plants and spiritual objects flying around, right?
But there's not even one tenth-grade spiritual dicine, let alone first and second-grade or Holy dicine!
Not even a Divine Weapon, only so corner debris and fragnts barely the size of a fingernail!
"It's not like there was a Divine Battle in the past, but rather like the Divine Battle just ended yesterday..."
Liu Guifen scratched his head, feeling sothing odd about this place.
Born in the Eastern Region, he was one hundred seventy-two years old this year, with a Pure Yang Body, never having failed in his cultivation, and broke through to reach higher void level sixty-three years ago.
To put it bluntly, the Eighth Sword Deity was worth nothing at that ti.
Liu Guifen had a dream—to join the Ten High Nobles and beco Emperor Gui Fen of the Holy Divine Palace—a na that would resonate when spoken.
For a hundred years, he finally gained insight that this was not a dream, but an illusion.
He fought for the Ten High Nobles five tis and never made it past the initial selection.
No worries, he outlived the Ten High Nobles. The competition was officially announced by the Holy Divine Palace and would no longer be held.
But now...
"Divine Relics, old Liu Guifen, has arrived!"
...
Snap.
Just as these wild words were spoken, a vague shadow suddenly dropped down in front of the empty space.
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