468: Chapter 483 Ben Di at the Grave!

On the other side, Lu Ming did not yet know that he, this tiny variable, had already caused a Demonic Lord to plan to personally descend into the fray.

At this moment, he was feeling a bit of a melancholy frustration.

Because... he was lost again!

“Is this right?”

After circling back to the same spot once again, Lu Ming felt terrible.

He had just gotten lost not long ago; why couldn't he find his way again this time?

The key point was that he was familiar with the Jiling Wasteland!

He had stayed here for several months. Although he hadn't traversed the entire wasteland, he was still clear about the general directions.

Actually, his original intention was to return the way he came from the spot where he had fallen from the sky.

But he had gone up to look around and found that the crack seemed to have vanished without a trace; he couldn't find the path he came from at all.

Moreover, the suppression here was too great. He was just a heavily injured Incarnation, unlike his original body which had infinite Qi, so he couldn't afford to waste Qi in the sky for long.

Helplessly, he returned to the ground, planning to first walk out of the Jiling Wasteland's range, then return to the Northern Border, re-enter the Xuanling Secret Realm, and find his original body.

It was a bit troublesome, but it was the best method he could think of for now.

It was precisely because he relied on being relatively familiar with this place that he wasn't in a hurry to call out the Wonderful Brush Scholar to set up the “Chain-Pulling Thread Formation.”

As a result, he walked swaggeringly along the route in his memory, only to end up getting lost.

“Strange.”

Lu Ming frowned, always feeling something was off, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

However, he wasn't one to dwell on internal conflict. Since he couldn't get out, he'd use the old method.

He called out the Wonderful Brush Scholar and ordered him to set up the “Chain-Pulling Thread Formation,” attempting to replicate his previous actions in the Secret Realm to walk out of the Jiling Wasteland.

As the Formation Flags were inserted into the ground one by one, the Formation began to operate normally.

Qi threads wove into a net in the Void Realm, extending along the direction of his advance, clearly marking every path he took and precisely avoiding his repeated tracks.

But in the end, he still returned to the starting point.

Lu Ming went forward to check and found that the Formation had not failed; it was still correctly guiding the way.

But no matter which path he took, he would eventually return to this familiar stone forest.

It was as if this space itself was a closed loop; no matter how you walked, you could only cycle repeatedly on this ring, never reaching the boundary.

“Really wicked. Am I caught in a ghost wall?”

Lu Ming's face looked a bit grim, and he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

He was somewhat unwilling to give up and tried several more times, but no matter what method he used, the result was the same every time.

That invisible boundary was like an unseen wall; no matter how hard he tried, he could not cross it.

Lu Ming finally recognized the reality.

He seemed, maybe, probably, to really be trapped!

“It shouldn't be!”

Lu Ming scratched his head. He had clearly been to this Jiling Wasteland before.

But the feeling now was extremely unfamiliar, as if this place had become an independent, closed space, completely isolated from the outside world.

No matter how he walked, he couldn't walk out of the boundary, instead returning to the same spot.

That feeling was like an ant trapped on a Mobius strip; it could clearly see the outside world but could never touch it.

“Could it be... this isn't the same place?”

This thought suddenly popped into Lu Ming's mind.

Previously, it was just habitual thinking. Because he was familiar with this place, he had a preconceived notion that this was the Jiling Wasteland.

But thinking carefully, it seemed wrong.

The place where the Xuanling Secret Realm appeared was in the Lancang Domain of the Northern Border, which is in the northeast of the Northern Border.

The Jiling Wasteland, however, was near the Western Desolate and the Eastern Sea. Although it bordered the Northern Border, it didn't match up in terms of either the y-axis or longitude and latitude.

If he fell directly from the Xuanling Secret Realm, the location should be near the Lancang Domain, not in the Jiling Wasteland.

And the most, most, most important point was that he didn't see that crack of the Xuanling Secret Realm spanning the sky.

If this really were the Jiling Wasteland, from his current position, he should be able to vaguely see the outline of that crack on the horizon.

But on the firmament, there was only an eternal gloom; there was nothing.

This indicated that this place probably really wasn't the Jiling Wasteland in his memory.

“Since it isn't, then where is this place?”

Lu Ming muttered to himself, feeling like he had discovered something extraordinary, but he lacked information to judge his current situation.

“Wait, has my brain gone haywire? How can I be so stupid!”

He didn't know, but someone did!

Lu Ming suddenly remembered Bone Underworld, who had been dragged into the Netherworld Space by the human emperor banner.

Since this demonic brat appeared here, it probably wasn't a coincidence; he must know something.

Lu Ming slapped his forehead, thinking he was truly muddled.

The correct answer was right in front of him, yet he was still trying to figure it out himself.

It actually wasn't his fault for not thinking of it.

It was just that he was heavily injured this time, but the harvest was very rich, so Lu Ming's mind was full of wanting to return to his original body as soon as possible to avoid any complications.

As a result, he had been somewhat inconsiderate in his thinking.

“However, it seems a little more time is needed.”

Lu Ming frowned, his Divine Sense sinking into the human emperor banner, seeing Bone Underworld still struggling within the Netherworld Space.

In this battle, the human emperor banner was quite heavily damaged.

Although its spirituality had awakened early, its own status had been shaken, making it somewhat inadequate when refining Bone Underworld's Divine Soul.

Although it wouldn't let Bone Underworld break free from the restraints, the time required for complete refinement would be many times longer than usual.

But Lu Ming had no patience to wait now.

He once again used his status as the Banner Master to forcibly refine Bone Underworld.

His Divine Thought turned into invisible chains, wrapping around Bone Underworld's soul layer by layer, forcibly dragging it into the depths of the Netherworld.

Bone Underworld's soul struggled violently, letting out unwilling and venomous roars, but under the crushing power of the Banner Master's authority, it was ultimately powerless to resist.

A moment later, that struggling soul finally quieted down, turning into a ghostly light and completely merging into the Netherworld world.

Refinement complete.

Next was to check Bone Underworld's memories.

Lu Ming closed his eyes, his Divine Thought probing into the newly born Banner Spirit.

Bone Underworld's lifelong memories unfolded before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

From a green youth first entering the demonic sect to a Demonic Path executioner rising step by step.

Finally, due to his outstanding talent and ruthlessness, he was chosen as a direct disciple by the Soul-Devouring Demon Lord, rising step by step to the top, becoming the Great True Person Bone Underworld, under one person and above hundreds of millions of living beings.

And in this process, Lu Ming also learned many secrets.

Especially...

The ancient catastrophe, when all races jointly attacked the Asura God Race.

Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation, Heavenly Dao Seal.

The Ten-Thousand-Man Pit, the burial ground of Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

The Xuanling Secret Realm, the sleeping place of a Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation.

When these taboo secrets were unreservedly displayed before Lu Ming.

In an instant, Lu Ming felt a “buzz” in his head, and an indescribable sense of heaviness weighed on his heart.

That was the weight of knowledge!

Taboo knowledge, knowledge that should not be known by a Golden Core Cultivator.

They pressed on his Divine Soul like physical objects, making him feel the world spinning and his consciousness dazed.

Lu Ming leaned against a nearby rock pillar for a long time before he finished digesting the surging information.

“Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation... Ten-Thousand-Man Pit... Sealed Land...”

He muttered to himself, and looking around again, he felt a bit of a chill.

This freaking place is actually a freaking Sealed Land!

And what made him feel most horrified was the location where his original body was currently situated.

It turns out that beneath his original body, a Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation was buried!

And on his side, it was a Ten-Thousand-Man Pit, a burial site primarily for Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

“F*ck! What kind of underworld place is this? It's too damn scary.”

Lu Ming couldn't hold it back any longer and cursed out loud.

So just now, he and Bone Underworld were dancing on someone's grave.

Fortunately, these people had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years; otherwise, if a group of old monsters were stirred up, he wouldn't even know how he died.

It took a long time for Lu Ming to calm his somewhat agitated mood.

But after obtaining this information, he felt his worldview had received a huge shock.

But fortunately, his ability to accept things was relatively strong. After he initially finished digesting this news, he also gradually began to contemplate.

“So, this place should be a piece of pseudo-history... No! It should be that the Jiling Wasteland outside is the pseudo-history, and this place is the real time and space!”

Good grief, is this how Nascent Soul powerhouses used to play?

Intercepting a segment of history from the river of time and space and storing it in a Seal, just to suppress a Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation?

Speaking of which, just how strong must a Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation be to receive such “favor”!

For a moment, Lu Ming felt a sense of yearning, but he quickly shook his head.

Is my brain muddled by taboo knowledge?

Why am I always focusing on these random things? Shouldn't I be focusing on the Asura Clan?

The name Asura Clan was not unfamiliar to him.

He had previously made conjectures about the Asura Clan, but at that time he only felt that it might have been a powerful race that once existed in the Profound Spirit Domain.

It was just that due to the passage of time and the changing of the world, the entire race had vanished, and even their Legacy was severed.

But he didn't expect their background to be so significant!

It turns out the Profound Spirit Domain—no, it should be said the entire world—was someone else's territory.

It was just that in the end, their home was stolen by all the races, who united with the Heavenly Dao to overthrow this race's rule.

As expected, where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Although Bone Underworld's memories didn't contain much information about the Asura Clan, those few words were enough for Lu Ming to imagine how oppressive the entire world was when ruled by the Asura Clan, and how all living beings suffered and struggled to survive.

None of these were the focus of Lu Ming's attention.

Although he felt admiration in his heart for those Human Race ancestors who led the resistance.

After all, without them, there would be no current Cultivation World, nor the current lofty status of the Human Race.

But in the end, the ancient times were too far away from him. Lu Ming had not personally experienced that history of blood and tears, so he couldn't empathize.

Although it was a bit selfish, he currently cared more about his own Dao path.

This was also understandable; Lu Ming didn't have any moral baggage anyway.

He quickly discarded the distracting thoughts in his mind and returned to the matter of the Asura Clan.

“Needless to say, Bone Underworld's memories are truly a godsend.”

Lu Ming also seemed to finally know why the Heavenly Dao would develop malice toward him when he was refining fortune.

“It turns out it's the Asura Tribulation Prison Scripture that I'm cultivating... So that's how it is!”

In the past, with the karma golden book to avoid Karma and alter fate, he was able to escape the Heavenly Dao's surveillance.

It was just that he had courted death by insisting on taking some path of Heavenly Destiny and the Righteous Path, and instead got marked by the Heavenly Dao.

Afterward, as soon as he used the Asura Tribulation Prison Scripture, he immediately drew attention.

Fortunately, he was clever and hid in the Xuanling Secret Realm, thus narrowly escaping disaster.

But at this time, Lu Ming also thought of that faint, indistinct calling his original body had felt earlier in the Xuanling Secret Realm.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have walked toward the depths of the mist as if possessed, reaching the edge of that crack, and finally even sending an Incarnation down to investigate.

“Could it be that the Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation is calling?”

Well, although it's a bit ridiculous and seems like he's flattering himself, it really does seem inseparable from this Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation.

It's highly likely that because he cultivated the Asura Clan's Cultivation Technique, he was affected by Karma and thus ended up here.

Could it be that this is to have him open this Restriction and release the Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation?

Although it sounds a bit far-fetched and gives too much credit to a little Golden Core ant like himself.

But Lu Ming felt that there really might be such a possibility; although it was minuscule, who could say for sure?

However, Lu Ming now also knew his current situation.

This place might be somewhere you can only enter but not leave, unless he unseals the Secret Realm's Seal, only then would it be possible to get out.

“Don't mess with me; I can't carry this Karma.”

At the thought that he might be the catalyst for releasing a Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation, Lu Ming's scalp felt numb.

Whether it was a Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation or the Heavenly Dao, he couldn't afford to offend either.

Never mind these two great deities; he couldn't even afford to offend those Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

He wouldn't dare take on this disaster; better to let someone capable do it.

But if he didn't do it, he really seemed to have no chance of getting out.

But it was okay; Lu Ming wasn't very disappointed.

After all, this was just one of his Clones; if it couldn't get out, then so be it.

It's just a pity for the human emperor banner.

Lu Ming was a decisive person; even if the human emperor banner was of extraordinary significance to him, he would absolutely not allow himself to lose the big picture for a small gain.

His own life was the most important!

“And it's not like there's no chance at all.”

Now that Lu Ming's original body is in the Xuanling Secret Realm, maybe he can think of a way from the outside.

However, with his current strength, he probably couldn't achieve this.

It seems that breaking through to Nascent Soul is imperative; otherwise, with his current Golden Core cultivation, wanting to get involved in the gambits of various parties would definitely be a certain death.

Although a Nascent Soul might not be enough in front of these existences, at least there would be room for resistance.

“It seems I'll have to make a trip to that core area.”

Lu Ming thought so in his heart.

He knew that his original body should be able to see what was happening here and should have already started taking action.

“Eh?”

Lu Ming suddenly froze.

Since this place is a segment of pseudo-history that has been split off, logically, the connection between the Clone and the original body should have been severed long ago, because this isn't a matter of distance at all, but rather a temporal and spatial disorder.

But in fact, the original body could still contact the Clone, which was a bit intriguing.

“Praise the golden book!”

What else could Lu Ming say? He could only say the golden book is awesome.

This also made Lu Ming feel that the karma golden book was even more mysterious.

This exotic treasure that had followed him since he started cultivating seemed to have never shown any signs of weakness from beginning to end.

Whenever he thought it had reached its limit, it would open his eyes.

But for Lu Ming, this was a good thing.

The stronger the karma golden book, the smoother his future Dao path would be.

It was precisely because of this that he had the confidence to preserve himself in this whirlpool and snatch chestnuts from the fire, seeking that sliver of opportunity to continue climbing toward the peak of the Immortal Dao.

“Since the original body over there has received the news, then there's nothing for me to do.

Since I can't get out anyway, I might as well take stock of the harvest from this time.”

Not to mention anything else, the stash of a Soul Devouring Demonic Sect Golden Core Perfection was simply rich to the extreme.

Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills were countless, and Cultivation Techniques and secret arts were even more numerous.

However, it was a bit of a pity that these couldn't be converted into the original body's strength for the time being; he could only wait until there was a chance to get out to realize them.

“Whatever, I'll first repair the injuries of this Incarnation.”

In case the original body needs to use the Incarnation later, it can't fall short.

He had a premonition that perhaps staying here wasn't a bad thing and that it was highly likely he could be of great help to the original body later.