The Cliff of Death.
Located at the edge of the Dark Desolation, this place was deathly silent. It was said that a fierce battle had broken out here, and even the Underworld had stepped in. Hence, it was also called a forbidden land.
This was the most dangerous place in the Origin World, and it was also one of the forbidden lands that all martial artists would turn pale at the mention of.
Usually, very few people would come here. Of course, those powerful and monstrous martial artists would come here to look for treasures.
After all, this place was filled with the remains of powerful martial artists. A dark war had once broken out and swept through the world, and countless powerful martial artists had died here.
Of course, some powerful martial artists had fallen into a deep slumber, and some would occasionally awaken.
In short, the Cliff of Death was very dangerous.
The closest place to the Cliff of Death was the Blue River Prefecture territory.
Among the many prefectures, the Blue River Prefecture was considered below average. Because it was connected to the Cliff of Death, the dark aura within the Cliff of Death constantly seeped in. As a result, no one dared to set foot in the Blue River Prefecture territory.
Two figures stood in front of a brightly colored dividing line.
If there was someone here, they would definitely recognize one of them. He was once a proud son of heaven, Sword Madman. His cultivation in the Way of the Sword was outstanding, and he was known as the most promising expert in the Way of the Sword during the Age of Chaos.
Unfortunately.
He was now controlled by the Ghost Emperor and had lost his mind.
He held a longsword in his hand, and his body emitted a terrifying sword aura. He looked at the soil that was filled with dark aura and said, "What are we waiting for? Let's go to the Cliff of Death and find the Ghost Artifact."
The beast ancestor shook his head. "Things are not as simple as you think. Since we are working for the Ghost Emperor, we must succeed. We must confirm that the person who knows about the Ghost Artifact has not spread the news."
He had lived for countless years and was calmer than Sword Lunatic.
"Then, are we going to keep waiting here?" Sword Lunatic asked.
"The Cliff of Death is very dangerous. We can secretly control some of the Devouring Demon Clan members and have them scout the path for us." The beast ancestor said. This would increase their chances of success.
"How troublesome." Sword Lunatic shook his head and did not say anything else.
In the following period of time, Ninth Rank Saints mysteriously disappeared from the Blue River Prefecture territory.
Although Ninth Rank Saints were not as dazzling as Invincible Saints, they were still famous figures. Their disappearance had attracted the attention of the Blue River Prefecture.
The City Lord's Residence had already given the order to investigate this matter thoroughly, causing everyone to panic.
A few months later, Sword Lunatic was discussing a strategy with the Monster Race. Suddenly, their communication jade pendant rang and they received some information.
Suddenly, the Demonic Beast Patriarch's expression changed greatly, and he stood up.
"What happened?" Sword Lunatic asked.
"There are two pieces of news."
The Demonic Beast Clan's ancestor said, "The first news came from our spies in the City Lord's Mansion. They said that Blue River Prefecture's Mansion Master has already come out of seclusion. He also paid attention to the mysterious disappearance of the Ninth Step Sage and is preparing to follow up personally."
"So you're saying that the Blue River Prefecture is no longer safe?" Sword Lunatic asked with a sidelong glance.
The old ancestor of the demonic beast race nodded. Sword Lunatic continued asking, "What about the other news?"
"The men of sacrifice at the Cliff of Death sent back news that they saw other cultivators at the Cliff of Death."
"What?"
Sword Lunatic's expression changed, and he immediately thought of Fang Chen. "Could it be that he really leaked the news and got there first?"
"I'm not sure, but since we can't stay in the Blue River Prefecture any longer, I think it's time for us to enter the Cliff of Death." The Demonic Beast Clan's ancestor said.
… …
Crossing the dividing line, the barren land extended all the way to the Cliff of Death.
The Cliff of Death was filled with an eerie and terrifying aura. Even a Ninth Step Sage would feel oppressed, and those who were weak would die without a doubt.
Under a towering tree, Fang Chen leaned on it. His clothes were somewhat tattered, and he looked battered and exhausted.
"As expected of the Cliff of Death, so oppressive."
He would never have dreamed that the drop of blood that Fu Jian had left behind to help him escape from the black hole would actually send him to the Cliff of Death.
Could this be the will of the heavens?
The only pity was that after entering the black hole, he was attacked fiercely by the Ghost Mansion Master, causing him to be severely injured. He had to recuperate for a few months before barely recovering a bit of his cultivation.
Now, his cultivation had just reached the Five Elements Sacred Realm.
In other words, his cultivation had dropped in that serious injury, and he had almost died. Fortunately, the blood that Fu Jian had left behind was too profound and had saved him.
"I need to recover my cultivation as soon as possible. Otherwise, I won't be able to survive in the Cliff of Death."
Fang Chen frowned and pondered. He had been running around like a stray dog for the past few months. From time to time, there would be remnant thoughts that would try to take over his body. Fortunately, he had escaped quickly enough.
However, if this continued, he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Buzz!
He raised his hand, and the four Origins circled around him. His mind trembled, and his eyes lit up as he thought of a possibility.
"Since ancient times, very few people have been able to comprehend all five Origins at the same time."
Fang Chen muttered to himself. "If I can comprehend all five Origins, I'll definitely be able to recover my lost cultivation."
Upon having this thought, Fang Chen's heart surged with excitement.
He had already comprehended the Origin of Metal, Water, Fire, and Earth. However, he was still unable to comprehend the Origin of Wood.
He raised his head and scanned his surroundings. He was surrounded by a dense forest with towering trees.
"The presence of the Wood Element is very strong. It's perfect for me to comprehend the Origin of Wood," Fang Chen said.
Even though he knew it was extremely difficult to comprehend the fifth Origin, he still had to try. Otherwise, he would only be waiting for his death.
How long would it take for him to recover his cultivation?
Besides, what else could he ask for in such a harsh environment?
"Phew."
Fang Chen took a deep breath and sat on the ground with his legs crossed. The four Origins were unleashed from his feet and spread across the ground. It soon arrived at a towering tree.
"Absorb."
Fang Chen let out a soft cry, and the wood-attributed essence of this towering tree was absorbed by him.
"Such a strong life force," Fang Chen murmured.
At the same time.
The Patriarch of the monster race and Sword Lunatic also came to the Death Cliff. They had some information from the Ghost Emperor, and with the information from their men of sacrifice, they had a preliminary understanding of the Death Cliff.
They moved quickly, trying to find the cultivator that the men of sacrifice saw.
"Find that cultivator and see if it's that guy," Sword Lunatic said coldly.
"Don't worry. We have an innate advantage in the Death Cliff. He won't be able to escape," the Patriarch of the monster race said.