Overriding the Heaven

The mud at the bottom of the river seemed to cover everything as Chu Yan dug out a lot of incredible things.    

    

In addition to the first corpse and precious materials, they dug deeper. Chu Yan dug up the giant skeleton of the demon beast, as well as a broken tablet engraved with mysterious characters, a sunken ship filled with mud, and a unique looking roof.    

    

All of these things made people wonder if there was a city underneath the river.    

    

One day, a natural disaster arrived. The impact of the flood instantly covered the entire city.    

    

Everything in the city was buried under the mud.    

    

However, this idea only appeared in Chu Yan's mind for a moment before it was immediately denied.    

    

This was because from the things dug out, the ones buried here were all cultivators.    

    

Could a cultivator be flooded?    

    

How is that possible?    

    

Furthermore, there were so many human faces under the rubble.    

    

"Ordinary water is absolutely impossible.    

    

But what if this water is not ordinary at all? "    

    

Chu Yan thought.    

    

He raised his hand again.    

    

This time, he did not go to the bottom of the river to dig for more mud.    

    

If he continued to dig, at most he would only be able to obtain scattered precious materials.    

    

To the cultivators of the Bai Clan, these treasures were indeed rare treasures.    

    

However, for Chu Yan, the improvement that he could get was far from what he had expected.    

    

If this had been the case, then his trip would have been a waste of time.    

    

However, looking at the situation now, Chu Yan felt that this patch of void was definitely not that simple.    

    

Apart from precious materials, there must be even greater treasures here.    

    

But right now, he needed to carefully search for it.    

    

Chu Yan closed his eyes and spiritual energy shot out from his fingertips.    

    

The spirit energy was like threads as it fell into the rapidly flowing river, carefully sensing the changes in the current.    

    

At the same time, he closed his eyes, recalling all the scenes he had seen.    

    

The surging azure-white mist, the sinister aura of a ghost, the face of despair that was covered under the rubble, the "familiar smell" of that person behind the Gates of Hell, and the unusualness that was covered by mud …    

    

Time slowly passed.    

    

Chu Yan's breathing seemed to have quietly disappeared as well.    

    

This void gradually descended into a kind of emptiness and silence.    

    

This kind of silence was enough to cause anyone to go crazy for a short period of time.    

    

Not long after, Chu Yan suddenly opened his eyes.    

    

He withdrew his arm and suddenly flew up to a height of 1000 feet and looked down.    

    

Due to the green and white clouds, he could no longer see the river below him. He could only vaguely make out its outline.    

    

A nebula that was constantly moving seemed to suddenly appear in Chu Yan's eyes.    

    

The path of wisdom, open!    

    

"Clatter, clatter ~ ~ ~"    

    

The blood aura in Chu Yan's body suddenly changed its speed, as if it was communicating with something.    

    

Not long after, the blood flow in Chu Yan's body stabilized.    

    

If someone could feel Chu Yan's blood energy flowing at the same time as the river flowing, they would be surprised to discover that the two of them formed a very strange rhythm with each other!    

    

At the same time, Chu Yan's path to wisdom had been fully opened.    

    

His eyes seemed as though they could directly see through all illusions, penetrating the void and seeing the truth hidden deep within.    

    

The person from the Gates of Hell seemed to have expected this to happen. At this moment, a gentle smile appeared on his face, but soon after, there was no more sound.    

    

Chu Yan didn't pay attention to that guy's laughter.    

    

The green and white smoke that covered his eyes seemed to have lost its ability to obstruct his vision.    

    

His eyes kept looking down.    

    

After passing through a hundred zhang, they arrived at the river surface and then directly sank into the river. Then, they looked down again.    

    

River water, mud, further down!    

    

At this moment, Chu Yan saw a huge, dark door filled with a strange aura, floating at the bottom of the river.    

    

Chu Yan felt his dao heart tremble the moment the door appeared in front of him.    

    

A feeling of fear and trepidation that he'd never felt before, like an icy cold little snake, suddenly sprang up from beneath his feet and slid down his back until it reached the back of his neck.    

    

A heavy and oppressive aura surged over from all directions in an instant.    

    

This door seemed to be the embodiment of fear, the origin of all evil.    

    

Chu Yan immediately cut off the road to wisdom.    

    

It was as if a giant bubble had shattered, and the black door in front of him exploded and disappeared.    

    

Chu Yan landed back on the ground and looked towards the river.    

    

The river was roaring, and there was no sign of the gate.    

    

In reality, the scene just now was only the scene that Chu Yan saw when he was using the Wisdom Way.    

    

"You … Afraid … "..."    

    

If the person from the Gates of Hell didn't stutter when speaking and had a tone of voice, this sentence would be a rhetorical question.    

    

"Nope." Chu Yan understood the other party's meaning.    

    

His eyes were on the river, thinking.    

    

"There is a great formation here that wants to suppress something at the bottom of the river.    

    

"These dead people are only here to suppress this thing. Their actions are …"    

    

Chu Yan thought about it and then said, "Sacrifice."    

    

Then he quickly continued, "To the places I understand it, whether it is the Southern Yuan Prefecture, the Cloudsoaring Territory, or the Precious Tree Sect, there is no such thing as a servant's clan going to sacrifice himself.    

    

I don't think there will be any in the Old Kingdom.    

    

"So this place …"    

    

Chu Yan looked around, "It should be at least a place that existed during the ancient times.    

    

This fog should be caused by the spirit and formation.    

    

It was to prevent anyone from coming here.    

    

I believe that if I were to look down from a high altitude, I wouldn't even be able to see this area.    

    

Oh, right. As for that spatial rift. "    

    

Chu Yan slowly raised his hand: "If I'm not wrong, it should have been a long time. The formation that covered this place has been damaged, so a crack has appeared on the formation.    

    

With this explanation, it made sense. Although the people of the Bai Clan were capable of continuously summoning celestial mood stage, there hadn't been any Violet Palace Realm cultivators.    

    

That was because the river here, including the fog here, was too dense with Yin Qi.    

    

Although the members of the Bai Clan were here searching for treasures and had not stayed for long, the Miasma could corrode the soul and even affect the dao heart, affecting both the body and the soul.    

    

If this is the case, then there will inevitably be a problem with the bloodline of the Bai Clan. "    

    

As he spoke, red rays of light were being emitted from Chu Yan's palm. A sharp and burning aura was rapidly condensing along with the smell of iron and blood.    

    

"Under this river, regardless of what was suppressed, I will definitely see what happens if I come today."    

    

If I can use it, it's my chance.    

    

If it is an ancient demon, then we must eliminate it even more. "    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yan's palm seemed as if it was the rising of a red sun. The blazing sun tore through the sky and slashed down with a loud bang, releasing a blazing blade of light!    

    

In the blink of an eye, the surging river was cut in half from the waist!    

    

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