In the dilapidated city, there were countless dilapidated fences and dilapidated walls. As the wind blew, the dust dispersed, revealing the true appearance of the dilapidated city.
On those dilapidated walls, there were countless fierce and overbearing marks. With just a glance, one would lose their consciousness. Princess Huang's delicate body trembled violently. In her mind, her primordial spirit was struggling fiercely. She was like a walking corpse. Her eyes were lifeless and she was deeply controlled by those marks.
Seeing this, Fang Chen wanted to wake her up, but he was shocked to find that his body seemed to be out of control. He wanted to raise his palm, but he found that his body was incomparably heavy.
He felt an ancient and vicissitude aura drilling into his mind, madly attacking his primordial spirit, as if it wanted to devour his primordial spirit.
He was roaring in his heart. His primordial spirit at the Dao Manifestation realm revolved crazily. His perfect bloodline also revolved automatically, releasing a terrifying bloodline aura. He felt a chill on his back. He was startled and instantly woke up.
"Hu."
The moment he woke up, Fang Chen felt a lingering fear. If it wasn't for his primordial spirit that was close to the Dao Manifestation realm, he was afraid that he would have turned into a walking corpse. He didn't have time to think and quickly came to Princess Huang's side. His palm exerted force and chopped at Princess Huang's fair neck, knocking her unconscious.
Hu!
He hugged Princess Huang and placed her on the ground. After ensuring that she was safe, Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
"What a surprise."
Fang Chen couldn't help but exclaim. He carefully turned his head and looked at the marks left on the dilapidated walls. His mind shook violently again. Fortunately, his primordial spirit that was close to the Dao Manifestation realm stabilized his mind completely. He could also be considered to have withstood the impact of the marks on the walls.
"What happened in this dilapidated city?"
Fang Chen was incomparably curious. Just the marks left on the walls could make him, a peak Ninth Order Saint Realm expert, almost turn into a walking corpse. There was no need to think about it. This city must have experienced a shocking battle in the past.
Fang Chen even suspected that those broken marks were most likely from the hands of a Primal Chaos Supreme.
Of course, it was just a guess.
Hu!
He panted heavily and only calmed down after a long time.
Not long later, Princess Huang woke up. Her mind was blank as she looked at Fang Chen in a daze.
"What just happened?"
Princess Huang asked. She only remembered that after she entered the dilapidated city with Fang Chen, she lost consciousness.
"Don't look at the marks on the wall," Fang Chen hurriedly reminded.
Princess Huang also realized where the problem was. She simply closed her eyes. Fang Chen explained, "The marks on the walls are most likely the main reason for the destruction of this city. Just now, you were attacked by the remaining power on the marks and lost your mind."
After listening to Fang Chen's explanation, Princess Huang was incomparably shocked.
"This …"
Even though she knew that those who were able to build a city in the core area of the Death Cliff were mostly peak powers, she was truly unable to imagine that the traces left on the walls would still possess such inconceivable power after experiencing the baptism of time. It was simply frightening.
"What should we do now?" Princess Huang asked. Her voice was filled with worry.
Fang Chen patted her shoulder lightly and comforted, "I will explore the city first. You rest here. After I finish exploring, we will continue moving forward."
Princess Huang nodded. Fang Chen stood up. His primordial spirit that was close to the Dao Manifestation realm revolved. A powerful spiritual sense enveloped his body as he began to explore the dilapidated city.
The dilapidated city wasn't big. He could see the end of it with a glance. But when Fang Chen arrived at the center of the city, he was shocked to discover that after the soil on the ground was blown away, some complicated handwriting was revealed on the white jade slab.
"What kind of handwriting is this? Why can't I recognize it?"
Fang Chen was somewhat curious. The handwriting on the white jade slab was extremely complicated. It didn't seem to belong to this era. It was more like hieroglyphics.
"Could it be a certain era of civilization?"
The more Fang Chen came into contact with the secrets of heaven and earth, the more he understood that before the Age of Chaos, the primal chaos void had experienced countless eras of civilization. Each era of civilization had its own cultivation method.
For example, he had learned from the fisherman that in the most ancient era of civilization, there was the most complete cultivation system, which was the so-called thirteenth order of the Sage Realm.
However, in this Age of Chaos, the thirteenth order of the Sage Realm had long since ceased to exist.
When one era of civilization replaced another era of civilization, some things were bound to disappear.
These complicated words were most likely passed down from ancient times. Fang Chen observed them carefully for a long time, but he couldn't see through the mystery. He thought of the fisherman.
Could these words be from the fisherman's era?
In the end, Fang Chen decided to record these complicated words in his mind first. He would slowly study them in the future.
His spiritual sense spread out and enveloped the handwriting on the white jade slab. However, when his spiritual sense came into contact with the handwriting on the white jade slab, there was a sudden change. The words seemed to have spirituality and attached themselves to his spiritual sense.
After discovering this scene, Fang Chen was stunned.
His spiritual sense returned to his primordial spirit, and those complicated words were actually branded in his primordial spirit.
"This … what's going on?"
Fang Chen was stunned. He could clearly see that there were complete words in his primordial spirit.
After these words were branded in his primordial spirit, they became abnormally quiet, as if they were just ordinary words. This scene made Fang Chen somewhat dumbfounded.
"Forget it, I'll talk about it in the future."
He shook his head and then scanned the city. There was no other abnormality, and finally returned to Princess Huang's side. "Did you find anything?" Princess Huang asked.
Fang Chen said, "I found some strange words on the white jade slab. I don't recognize them."
He described the shape of the words to Princess Huang, but the latter also expressed that she didn't know.
"Combined with the traces of destruction on the wall, these words are very likely to have existed since ancient times," Princess Huang said.
"If we can successfully leave the Cliff of Death, I will personally find Master and let him help you solve your doubts."
"Thank you," Fang Chen said.
After the two rested for a short while in the broken city, they continued forward. According to Princess Huang's starry sky map, their location was not far from the place where the Ghost Emperor's ghost artifact appeared.
They would reach it in about a month's journey.
"A month?"
Fang Chen's pitch-black eyes looked into the distance. He only hoped that this trip would be successful in obtaining the ghost artifact, and then he would leave the core area without stopping.
This place involved reincarnation, which always made Fang Chen feel uneasy.
"The Jialuo Clan should also know about the existence of the ghost artifact," Princess Huang said. "Not long ago, Jia Jiu was urgently recalled. It is very likely that it is related to this matter."
"What is the Jialuo Clan's attitude?"
Logically speaking, the Jialuo Clan controlled the six paths of reincarnation and never interfered with the matters of the cultivation world. As long as reincarnation was not involved, they would not easily take action.
Could it be that the ghost artifact was involved in reincarnation?