Chapter 2298: A Sigh of Goodness

Deeply hidden within the Wumengdu mountain range, the ancient demon caves bury too many past events.

Once, the demon tide that swept across the present world also receded like the tide.

The World Honored One walked barefoot on the great earth where the wounds and scars were once wept over, all washed clean by time.

The ancient demon caves scattered everywhere, once like the heavenly demon altars illuminating the demon world, almost changed the present world's heavenly fate.

In the end, they all became ordinary abandoned stone caves, one by one, accommodating the lonely wind sounds of ten thousand years, or for some seekers of historical adventure.

Actually, usually there is no "danger" to speak of.

Or rather, the "danger" of these ancient demon caves is basically unrelated to demons.

The time Jiang Wang encountered the Qi Hen Demon Lord was an accident that would not happen once in the millions of adventures of chivalrous youths and maidens.

In the present world, except for the border wilderness, where do demons dare to show their faces?

Demon caves are the entry channels of the ancient demon race into the world, now already sealed. If the present world barrier is compared to city walls, demon caves are at most slightly thinner sections of the city.

The border wilderness there is the city gate that both sides contend for, continuously investing forces, mutually confronting.

Outside the border wilderness, even a terrifying existence like the Qi Hen Demon Lord cannot and dares not invest too much power.

It was Jiang Wang who actively summoned in the present world, which connected with the true demon Song Wanliu. His and Song Wanliu's connection is the blood puppet and puppet master's connection, deep into the blood marrow, penetrating cause and effect.

It was the Qi Hen Demon Lord who happened to cast his gaze, only then noticing the formation of that wisp of connection, thereby remotely exerting force, descending the Qi Hen Demonic Art, wanting to select for himself a most suitable demonic art inheritor.

The demonic ape dharma image descended to this place, slowly walking among the rugged strange rocks.

Once, he was carried here by someone, life and death not in his own control. Now returning to this cave, the demonic ape is full of black qi, actually like the master of this place, demonic might subduing all, not only now.

These years have brought almost no changes to the stone cave, only changing the people entering and exiting the stone cave.

Times change, and Jiang Wang, of course, would not think he could find any useful clues in this ancient demon cave. Back then, all sides jointly, a total of eight venerable true persons exhaustively searched this domain, but in the end also found no traces.

Even today, standing at the peak of Cave True, he does not believe he has more insight than those true persons.

In this stone cave, what he possesses is only a blood contract that has not responded for a long time, a true demon lost in the myriad worlds' desolate tomb.

Obtained in the demon cave at the bottom of Qingjiang River, summoned back in the demon cave in the Wumengdu mountain range, besides that, the two realms are separated, no more contact.

The demonic ape's ferocious gaze slowly swept through the stone cave, finally stopping on that giant stone where the inner mansion realm's Jiang Wang once sat—

After the Yellow River seized the primacy, it is the world through demons.

The Jiang Wang who had not yet reached weak crown, after difficultly trekking and step by step walking to the peak of life, suddenly fell to the valley bottom.

At that time, the nineteen-year-old young man could not walk away, and cultivation was not allowed. He could only lie on his back, looking at the cave top in a daze... What was he thinking?

The demonic ape sat down with a thud.

Covering the unwarranted emotions.

Compared to the nineteen-year-old human body Jiang Wang's so-called giant stone, under the tall demonic ape dharma image, it is just a small stone seat.

The demonic ape's fangs slightly retracted, ferocious light suddenly restrained, seeing compassion in the wrathful form. Two palms form seals, one saying "fix heart," one saying "quiet spirit." Then the two seals merge, like two mountains, pushed into a gorge.

In the two palms, there is an abyss like a mirror, connecting to the unknown other shore.

That is the bottomless subconscious sea, expanding toward the distant universe.

The demonic ape's eyes instantly became soaked in red, his gaze projected therein, like a heavenly pillar stirring the sea, divine thought remotely pursuing, hazily not in this place.

This is the contemporary top-level true person who not long ago approached the heavenly way and folded back, in a place where the present world barrier is relatively weak, once the entrance of the demon tide, for the first time so strongly calling, that "true" lost in the other world!

The so-called "true" is the unpolished principle. It is the "self" that will be acknowledged in all myriad heavens and myriad worlds.

Yin and yang two trues, can in one thought build the three paths bridge, connecting the yin and yang true path.

True person and true demon are also in the universe, stars scattering brilliance.

He can pursue the blood contract, elevate the weak connection into a firm response.

Up to now, a true demon is no longer indispensable combat power for Jiang Wang. He seeks Song Wanliu to explore that year, wanting to capture more clues about the Bai Gu Zun Shen, and also wanting to know why the Qi Hen Demon Lord at that time descended that heart-asking tribulation.

The weak have no qualification to pursue answers; when encountering danger, escaping is already fortunate.

So he must become strong.

He must walk further and further on the road he chooses, becoming stronger and stronger. Guard his own principles, ask his own heart, then ask why.

So until today, only have this one gaze.

The demonic ape's mind seemed to drift to an infinitely far place, like a lonely dust in the vast universe, waiting for another particle of dust's response.

After a very long time.

So long that the Jiang An'an team on the other side of the Wumengdu mountain range has already successfully arrived at the destination of this exploration—the underground dark river named "Shan Tai Xi" located deep inside the "Qian Yan Shi Dong."

Except for being temporarily captured by Zhao Xuan Yang, Jiang Wang once also secluded himself for half a year in the Wumengdu mountain range, but during that time, he quietly sat in seclusion in the earth hole, not exploring everywhere. He is not as well-prepared as Jiang An'an when it comes to the various legends of the Wumengdu mountain range.

This "Qian Yan Shi Dong" is the largest stone cave in the Wumengdu mountain range. It has winding paths and is internally very complex, with extremely many branched caves leading to various unknown places, making it impossible to exhaustively search, hence the name "Thousand Eyes."

Ordinary people here simply cannot find the way.

And the "Shan Tai Xi" river is an extremely dangerous dark river in the Qian Yan Shi Dong, deep and bottomless, broad and boundless.

Going down from the "Dong Ming Dong," which has been explored by the most people in "Thousand Eyes," the view will be covered by waves, unable to see the edge at a glance. The dark waves conceal countless beasts that choose people to devour.

In some surrounding legends, this river is regarded as the "Ming He." It is said that after people die, they go to the underworld via this river.

In the "Dong Ming Dong," countless carvings of evil gods are the embodiment of these legends. Three-headed dog, tail-biting snake, ox-headed horse-faced, black and white impermanence...

Of course, for those who have some understanding of the divine path, and have cultivated to such a realm, Jiang Wang has already demystified those strange legends he listened to with relish as a child—

The vast majority of myths and legends are products of the mythical era. Merely assumptions condensed for cultivation, a kind of false narrative dao, borrowing the false to cultivate the true.

And the child who once hid under the quilt and obediently slept, afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, already holds the "true" that countless gods bitterly seek. Even true gods have to be suppressed by the Longxiang Sword.

The vast majority of legendary gods, upon seeing the current True Person Jiang, have to perform great rites.

Moreover, he has also been to the underworld world, which is merely a large world attached to the present world, with its own paths of coming and going, having nothing to do with any dark river in the Wumengdu mountain range.

When Ben Hui passed through the "Dong Ming Dong," he still barked at the carving of that three-headed dog for a while. If not for team leader Jiang An'an pulling him, he would have shoveled off two of those three heads.

However, the legend about the "Shan Tai Xi" river cannot be entirely ignored. There is one involving the ancient eight sages that is worth treating cautiously.

It is said that the initial ancestor of the array dao, the existence among the eight sages named Feng Hou, after dying in battle, only left a wisp of remnant soul drifting in the heavens and earth. His heart worried about the world, unwilling to leave, and finally lingered on this river, sighing for a long time.

Hence the name "Shan Tai Xi."

In the legend, that great existence's remnant soul finally went upstream against the Shan Tai Xi river, sought to the end of life and death, comprehended the supreme principle. Then he cultivated the divine path with his remnant soul, proved the present world god in the mythical era, and then transcended again.

Ordinary people call one inhalation and one exhalation one breath, one breath pulses four times, after three breaths then there is a deep breath once, pulsing five times, which in pulse diagnosis is called "intercalary with Tai Xi."

"Shan Tai Xi" means frequently sighing, and in medical dao, it is regarded as a kind of symptom, usually caused by liver and gall depression, and lung qi not being declared.

The world naming this dark river thus is also not without the meaning of "gazing at the vast sea and sighing."

Before coming to this river, the vicious dog Ben Hui, who had been majestic all the way, also temporarily stopped, lying on the shore "whimpering." Stealing a glance at True Person Jiang, who completely ignored it.

"Setting aside legends, speaking of the 'Shan Tai Xi' river itself, the water quality is special; goose feathers do not float, and reed flowers sink to the bottom. We need to constantly use dao yuan to resist to ensure the boat does not sink—"

Team leader Jiang An'an memorized the related materials very familiarly, obviously already eager to try this place, but there was always no opportunity to explore. She looked at Jiang Wang: "How about giving this task to you, team member? I see you have a sturdy build and are good material for work."

Jiang Wang nodded with a smile.

"You can speak when I ask you," team leader Jiang An'an updates her team rules at any time to suit her whimsical ideas and cope with various absurd situations.

Saying that, she added a clause: "But you cannot teach me how to do it. It is agreed that I am in charge of this task."

"Little Jiang team leader commands very well." Jiang Wang rarely accompanies them on an outing, so he tries to correct his attitude: "I have nothing to say."

Team leader Jiang An'an said again: "There are some water monsters in the Shan Tai Xi river. Their strength is not much, but they look very ugly. Vice team leader Ye, you have to be psychologically prepared, don't get scared."

Jiang Wang couldn't help but raise his hand.

Team leader Jiang An'an looked at him, chin lifted: "What now?"

Jiang Wang was very dissatisfied: "Team leader, why are you not afraid of me getting scared? Why didn't you remind me?"

"Next time, don't ask such boring questions," team leader Jiang An'an coldly turned her head, pressing back the upturned corner of her mouth.

Vice team leader Ye Qing Yu was also quite serious: "Please ask, Little Jiang team leader, about the water monsters in Shan Tai Xi river, you said their 'strength is not much'... how much is that?"

Team leader Jiang An'an waved her hand extremely imposingly: "From the materials, it's about the same as me!"

Jiang Wang let out a burst of laughter.

"Be serious! Exploring!" Jiang An'an raised a criticism.

Then she rummaged through her precious squirrel box, took out a compass, and pretended to look at the feng shui for a while.

"Good, good wind, good water, good time. Divination is also right, qi is also right. Prepare to set off!"

She fished out a palm-sized small boat and threw it with force.

This boat met the wind and expanded, instantly turning into a black awning boat, which fell on the dark river above, swaying lightly with the waves, slowly sinking.

The appearance of this black awning boat is not eye-catching, and it is indeed not considered precious. However, compared to the Mo family's Hundred Fins boat series' "Tiger Whale," it is about twenty-seven times more expensive.

Resisting the wind and riding the waves is not worth mentioning. Even ordinary people sitting on this boat can cope with water monsters.

It was Jiang An'an's birthday this year, and Master Ye Cabinet catered to her interests, sending her a gift dedicated to exploration.

Jiang Wang consciously sat at the stern of the boat, stopped the black awning boat's sinking momentum, held the oar in both hands, and honestly acted as the boatman.

Vice team leader Ye Qing Yu then sat at the bow of the boat, conveniently using cloud seals to give Jiang An'an several dozen different types of protective charms, added some for herself, and placed a handful of puppet pellets beside her. Then, through the black awning, she watched with a smile as Jiang Wang rowed the boat.

Jiang An'an considers herself to have rich exploration experience as a young hero in the Jianghu, unlike other team members who are rash. Before boarding, she still carefully inspected the items on her body—

The water drop pendant hanging around her neck was gifted by Song Qing Zhi, just right for use in water domains.

The sword-shaped jade pendant hanging at her waist was gifted by Forward brother, who said its killing power is very strong, but it has not been sharpened yet.

The gold thread clothes worn inside were gifted by elder brother, a noble ritual from when he was Qing Yang Zi of Qi country. She heard the defense is very good, but it has not defended anything yet.

The outer layer of Cloud Cang blue ribbon clothes was gifted by Ru Cheng brother. It seems to have some divine power, she doesn't remember clearly, and it hasn't had time to show its power either.

The Purple Lightning Step Cloud boots on her feet were gifted by Fat brother. With a thought, she can escape a thousand li. She has used these a lot, often racing with Ben Hui before.

And the belt sent by Qing Yu sister, the headrope sent by Wild Tiger brother...

In short, she confirmed that she had brought everything.

Jiang An'an hid away her whole body treasure light, held her sword in hand, and lightly shouted "go," then lightly jumped onto the black awning boat.

Ben Hui responded and leaped, shrinking many times, landing exactly at the feet of the female hero Jiang.

The black awning boat carrying three people and one dog officially set off on the Shan Tai Xi river, sailing toward the deep and unpredictable distance.

The murky dark water did not ripple, like a huge piece of black iron.

Only after the small boat passed did ripples appear.

The female hero Jiang did not delay any time and directly sat cross-legged on the boat board. She turned the compass for a while, flipped through the materials for a while, pinched seals for a while, checked maps, earth vein maps, and even took out paper and pen to draw there, muttering, calculating and reciting again, busy but also happy, working both her mind and body.

Ben Hui lay at her feet, biting a bone and slowly gnawing on it, the years quiet and good.

Team member Jiang Wang vigorously rowed the oar, splitting waves and breaking through the fog, occasionally exchanging smiles with Ye Qing Yu sitting at the bow of the boat. He did not feel gloomy here, nor was there any sorrow to sigh over.

Shan Tai Xi, Shan Tai Xi, why sigh.

Where in life is not clear joy?

Uh, probably not in the demon realm.

If the Fallen Immortal Forest is the most "fierce" place, the Myriad Worlds Desolate Tomb is the most "evil" place.

The harshness of its environment, barrenness, and desolation are far beyond compare with the Heavenly Prison Yu Abyss. Compared to the Myriad Worlds Desolate Tomb, even the vast sea can be considered a blessed land.

And look at the border wilderness?

That is still the result of the vitality of the human race resisting.

The place called "Demon Realm," but it is the "desolate tomb" of the myriad worlds, the extremity of desolation.

At the moment the black awning boat set sail on the Shan Tai Xi river, in the same ancient demon cave in the Wumengdu mountain range, the demonic ape's palm heavenly barrier already saw startling waves rising in the abyss.

And in the subconscious sea flowing near that side, the place where all things in the myriad worlds return to silence, there is indeed a sigh brushing a breeze.

The dead world seemed to awaken.

In the boundless tomb forest, there is a pitch-black tomb, slowly parting to both sides. A glazed coffin slowly rises.

In the glazed coffin, the woman with black hair like a waterfall, her long eyelashes slightly moved, opened her blood-colored phoenix eyes!

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