Chapter 4273: Strange Old Man
Chapter 4273: Strange Old Man
Only now did Ling Han realize that though the speed at which the darkness was invading was astonishingly fast, and the grey-robed elder's speed was very slow, right after he had built the stone house, the darkness actually had not surged over yet.
Boom, right at this moment, endless darkness assaulted.
Ling Han pondered for a moment before dashing toward the stone house.
His curiosity was really too great. He wanted to know what exactly was going on here.
However, after he entered the stone house, he shockingly discovered that there was no sign of the old man here.
Only this simple stone house was exuding a soft light, as if it was telling him that what Ling Han had experienced previously was not a dream, but a real and genuine matter.
Where was he?
He had vanished into thin air, just like how he had appeared out of thin air.
Ling Han released his divine sense, but his divine sense was completely useless in the darkness. It had been completely cut off.
What about underground?
It was useless. It was as if his divine sense had touched a layer of elastic film, and could not surge out at all.
Blood clay?
Ling Han frowned at this. Where had this grey-robed elder come from? Who was he? Why had he come to repair this stone house?
When the darkness had passed, Ling Han destroyed the stone house again, and this time, he shattered every single rock.
Then, he waited.
A day passed, and darkness arrived as promised.
The grey-robed old man appeared once more. This time, Ling Han watched closely. He was still unable to catch a trace of the old man. It was as if he had been here all this while, and he had only just discovered him.
Hehe, now that the stones have all turned into dust, what are you going to do?
However, the grey-robed old man merely stretched out a hand and pressed down. The rock dust all over the ground rose up, and then condensed together. Then, multiple large rocks appeared once more.
Just like yesterday, the old man slowly built the stone house.
This time, Ling Han could clearly see that the speed of the assault of darkness seemed to have slowed down tens of thousands of times in an instant. Including his movements, it was as if they had been frozen. Only the old man's slow movements were completely unaffected.
Was it some kind of power of Regulation?
Ling Han thought quickly. As long as he had completely grasped the Regulations of Earth, it would naturally be an incredibly simple matter for the rock to transform from dust into solid form.
But this would have to be the cultivation level of a Saint, at least.
This grey-robed elder was a Saint?
What kind of joke was this? This place repelled Saints. Otherwise, Old Man Nine Mountains would definitely be happy to accompany him here, and protect this extremely important disciple of his.
Furthermore, did a Saint have nothing to do, to spend all his time building stone houses here?
Ling Han was extremely curious. Seeing that the stone house was about to be built, he hurriedly stretched out his figure and headed towards the stone house.
However, though the old man's speed was slow, he was even slower. He had clearly used Imminent Skyline, yet he was crawling towards the stone house at an extremely slow speed like a tortoise.
At this time, the grey-robed old man had finished constructing the stone house. He turned his head, and smiled at Ling Han. The smile was incredibly strange, causing Ling Han to shiver all
over.
Xiu, his speed suddenly sped up. No, it should be said that it was as if the effect of slowing down time had already disappeared, and he had returned to his normal speed.
Ling Han entered the stone house, yet he didn't see the grey-robed elder again.
He shook his head. The grey-robed old man's cultivation level should be far above him, and from the fact that he could slow down the time of others, it could be seen that the gap was really as wide as the sky.
This place... seemed to have very deep waters.
Ling Han stayed in the stone house for a long time. When it was "light" again, he didn't cause
any more damage to the stone house, because it was meaningless.
He set out again, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.
Ahead of him, there were still multiple stone houses. After spending seven days, Ling Han finally walked out of the forest.
A great river appeared in front of him. It was only three hundred meters wide, but was incredibly long, as far as the eye could see.
Ling Han walked to the bank of the river, and saw a black-colored gas surge above the river, turning into multiple figures. There were old and young, men and women, as if all the forms in the world could be seen here.
He walked along the river, and headed upstream.
After walking for a while, he suddenly saw a small boat in the river ahead of him.
Yi?
He looked closely. This ship was really very small. It was more suitable to call it a raft, and there was only a single person on the raft. Judging by the figure, it should be a man. He wore a bamboo hat on his head, and held a long pole in his hand.
Ling Han felt a sense of absurdity. In such a strange river, there was actually a boatman? The small boat sailed with the flow of the river, so its speed was naturally fast. In an instant, it had arrived near Ling Han. The boatman raised the bamboo hat and glanced at Ling Han. Ling Han's heart involuntarily clenched. The eyes of this boatman were all turbid white, and his skin was greenish white, as if he was a corpse that had been dead for many years. Shua, the small raft was very fast, and was already rapidly sailing past.
What was going on with this Dark Clouds Hell?
Endless curiosity welled up in Ling Han's heart. However, he knew that his present cultivation level was too weak, and he was not qualified to investigate all of this at all.
"Become stronger! Become stronger!"
He suppressed all his curiosity, and strode forwards.
Because there were a great many people that had entered into the Dark Clouds Hell to train in the City of Death, though most of these people had died inside, there was also a small number that had left alive. Naturally, there would be some information about the Dark Clouds Hell. Thus, Ling Han knew that as long as he followed this river, the City of Death would be at the
end.
He walked and walked. Though the journey was long, thankfully, he did not encounter any enemies. Nine days later, Ling Han finally arrived at the end of the river.
An incredibly majestic city appeared ahead of him, and the river was flowing from a corner of
the city wall.
The City of Death.
This was really a large city. Even with Ling Han's vision, he could not see the end of it in a single glance. It was completely wrapped within a black metallic city wall.
Precisely because of this, Ling Han was also unable to easily enter. He walked around the city, and after walking for quite a while, he finally found the city gates.
He strode over, only to see a group of people standing guard at the city gates. They were all at the Foundation Building Tier.
Foundation Building Tiers were guarding the gates, so it could be said that his lineup was
quite luxurious.
However, it should bethat only those at the Core Formation Tier and above could come here alive. Otherwise, the black hole from before would be enough to tear people into pieces.
Thus, these people were either brought in by elites, or were natives of this place. -After innumerable years, this City of Death had grown from nothing, and was created out of thin air. Furthermore, generations of people who had entered had also settled down here, and given birth to descendants, who would grow and multiply.
"Yi, are you new here, brat?" Seeing Ling Han approach, the guards looked at him for a while,
then asked.
Ling Han smiled, "I don't have any words engraved on my face, so how do you guys know that
I'm new here?"
"Brat, your face is so fair, I can tell with a single look that you are an outsider!" A guard laughed, "After another month, if you are not dead, and if you still look like this, I will chop off my d*ck and give it to you."