My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 734 - 621: First Sight of the Battlefield Relics between Two Realms

Chapter 734: Chapter 621: First Sight of the Battlefield Relics between Two Realms

"From what I gather, you haven’t eaten much yet. So how have you managed to maintain such a pure aura, with your mana, dao consistency and body all showing no obvious signs of pollution?"

"Additionally, you seem quite familiar with a place like East Wilderness?"

"Aren’t you from Qinglian?"

Thoughts sparked in his mind, and he said, "Forget it. I have food with me, don’t worry about it."

Yao Wenxuan paused for a moment, then said, "I understand that, but what if we were to be trapped here for three to five hundred years, would the food you brought be enough?"

Wang Zijia: "······"

What the hell is with your resentful tone!

"Even if we’re trapped for ten thousand years, we won’t run out of food. These corpses contaminated by chaos, they can’t be digested!" Wang Zijia was silent for a moment before replying.

When he saw the travelogue before, he had found it somewhat baffling that East Wilderness was disliked by monks due to strange power contaminations.

Now that he thought about it, it suddenly made a lot of sense; he, a primordial spirit Great Cultivator was worried about food supplies with a Tribulation Crossing Cultivator?

This was a joke, right!

Furthermore, during the Crossing Tribulation, one needs to pollute their Dao Body. Immortals, on the other hand, needed to forge an immortal body. That was the essence of it all.

The problem here in East Wilderness was more than just a food problem, or to be more precise, food was just the surface issue. The real reason was the suppression of the Dao and immortal bodies!

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Yao Wenxuan was stunned for a moment. In the next moment, it was as if he realized something. His eyes lit up, and he said, "Do you have a mini world in your palm? Or should I say, you are an Earth Immortal Dao Cultivator, esteemed Immortal."

Wang Zijia looked at Yao Wenxuan. The latter seemed very inexperienced, yet knowledgeable. The sense of contradiction was growing stronger for Wang Zijia by the minute.

Yao Wenxuan seemed elated for a moment, then deflated like a punctured balloon and started to handle the corpse again.

Wang Zijia, puzzled, asked, "What’s going on...?"

"I’ll just store it for now. I’m used to eating these things!" Yao Wenxuan replied in a manner that even a ghost would not believe.

Wang Zijia glanced at him again. This time, he took the opportunity to ask, "Are you very afraid of me?"

Right after they both resurrected, they had sensed each other’s real cultivation levels. One was a primordial spirit and the other was a cultivator undergoing tribulation. Logically speaking, Yao Wenxuan shouldn’t be behaving this way.

Yao Wenxuan remained silent in response.

’This guy’s personality is somewhat difficult to communicate with!’

Seeing Yao Wenxuan again choosing to stay silent, Wang Zijia did not ask any further.

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After a while, Yao Wenxuan confirmed that parts of these demon insects could be eaten, only then did the two continue on their way.

The entire battlefield was desolate. Apart from the fully crystallized earth and the crater-like holes created by meteorites, there were only unstable chaotic crystal clusters.

Like flowers of sin, they bloomed on the earth, voicing the sins that cultivators had committed against the land!

That demon insect was not an exception.

But oddly twisted creatures were not too common; one could spend an entire day without encountering one.

Wang Zijia also tried to communicate with the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, but he was met with the familiar space isolation.

Clearly, he didn’t possess the ability to communicate across realms. The isolation of East Wilderness and South Spirit was much more exaggerated than the small worlds under the sect’s banner.

Whether in terms of space or distance!

East Wilderness did not have his Demon Seeders, so Wang Zijia naturally couldn’t use the Duobao World and Chaotic Sea of Knowledge as a way to leave here.

And so, the two began their incessant exploration and advancement on this vast land.

At first, they were cautious, but later, they blustered their way through.

As long as they were not torn apart by rifts to the point of losing limbs, or being reduced to pieces, which would require the effort of putting oneself back together, they paid no heed to anything else.

However, a month passed by in a flash, and there was still no change in sight. Apart from the desolation of the crystals, it was still desolation.

"Are we in the main land of East Wilderness, or in a completely abandoned lower realm of East Wilderness?" Even Wang Zijia, who was quite patient, was starting to feel speechless.

Yao Wenxuan, whom he had grown somewhat acquainted with over the past month, said beside him, "It should be the main land of East Wilderness. I did not notice the limitations of the Middle Thousand Worlds."

He seemed much calmer than what Wang Zijia had anticipated. Or rather, he seemed prepared, as if he was already used to such bizarre stuff!

After surviving in a world threatened by demon apocalypse for six hundred years, this should have been normal!

After all, he had always known that Old Ghost Tong was unreliable!

At least this time they had reached the Immortal World, right?

That’s something to rejoice about!

After exchanging just a few words, the two remained quiet again, silently drifting forward.

It wasn’t that they had nothing to talk about. It was just that Yao Wenxuan always seemed to avoid contact with him.

They drifted at a leisurely pace for several more days. If it wasn’t for fear of being dismembered by the sharp rifts which was somewhat bothersome, they would have probably been speeding along by now.

Suddenly, their spirits were simultaneously shaken.

"There is a mountain ahead?" Yao Wenxuan exclaimed in surprise.

"Finally, something different to look at!" Wang Zijia also breathed a sigh of relief. He now understood why sailors needed enough entertainment.

The landscape always looked the same as far as the eye could see. Traveling with no end in sight was exhausting!

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The two revived their spirits and headed quickly toward the mountain.

As they got closer, they both noticed something wrong with the mountain.

The mountain was huge, even bigger than Wanyu Seven Peaks, but it was now broken off at the waist.

From afar, it looked as though it had been broken in two by a great force.

Despite this, the remaining half, still standing upright, dwarfed Qifeng in its height.

One can only imagine how majestic it was when it stood in its entirety, a pillar propping up the heavens!

The broken half had shattered into countless pieces, scattered to one side.

Near the base of the pillar, the remnants formed what resembled a broken mountain range.

A thick chaos of spiritual mechanisms pervaded the air above it, and the fierce erosion of Tao and reason made both of them grasp the severity of the situation.

"Should we go?" asked Yao Wenxuan hesitantly.

"This might be the location of some ancient sect, right? Or at least it is a relic of one. Right now, we don’t even know our direction. If we don’t go, we can only continue wandering blindly."

As he spoke, Wang Zijia paused, then added, "And even if we don’t go this time, there’s no guarantee of anything in case we stumble upon other traces. After all, the divination shows that it’s the same everywhere."

In his tone, Wang Zijia had no intention of asking for Yao Wenxuan’s opinion. He immediately proceeded to the mountain.

Seeing this, Yao Wenxuan had no choice but to silently follow.

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When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, their spirit uplifted a bit.

Although the situation seemed even grimmer, they finally got to see tangible ruins: countless pits dotted the mountain, and fragments of buildings were scattered around.

Besides, they occasionally saw some vines infected by the chaos of spiritual mechanisms, tenaciously growing.

Their colorful leaves implied their extraordinariness. To any cultivator, they were deadly poisonous.

Wang Zijia was no exception!

This was not some traditional poison; swallowing it would cause a profound infection of chaotic Dao powers that would be hard to eliminate.

Otherwise, these vines would indeed be great natural treasures!

As the two of them ascended the mountain, they were almost certain that it was the site of an ancient sect.

As for whether this was the main battlefield, they still could not be sure.

There was, however, one thing they could be sure of: those who had once fought here were not merely earth immortals.

As they continuously flew up the mountain, facing various chaos infections, Wang Zijia only felt a slight pain in his mind. Otherwise, there was no abnormal reaction. He could just replenish it, treating it as a special kind of cultivation.

However, Yao Wenxuan was gradually struggling. His life force exploded, and aura swirled around his body.

"You stay here and look around. I’ll go up and check!" Seeing this, Wang Zijia suggested.

Yao Wenxuan waved his hand, saying, "No problem. I can still hold on! I’ve seen something worse than this!"

Firm determination was evident in his tone.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia said no more.

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The two of them continued to ascend the mountain.

The mountain was very high, but due to what appeared to be some special method of suppression, there were actually fewer spatial rifts here.

However, the large void in the sky above them was unusually exaggerated.

As a result, their speed of advance was much faster.

After another half a day, the two had searched up to the point where the mountain was broken.

However, aside from the ruins, not a single useful thing was found - let alone a map or any clues to leave this place.

At this moment, even though the broken mountainside was jagged, it barely counted as a large platform. The two looked around, spinning their gaze towards every direction.

"Shall we go over there? It seems more chaotic," suggested Yao Wenxuan, pointing at the section of the toppled mountain peak that had shattered into a mountain range.

As they spoke, they had already reached the edge of the platform facing the fallen section, looking down.

"Huh?"

"Is there... something under it?"

From a distance, there didn’t seem to be anything unusual, just the broken mountain range formed from the shattered peak.

However, when they looked down from the top of the mountain, the situation changed.

It appeared something strange, what looked to be an array, was being suppressed under the fallen mountain range.

There was a pile of dense bones, huge beyond belief.

Even though the mountain had collapsed and shattered onto it, even though the surrounding area had all crystalized, the array formed by countless bones was still vaguely maintained.

They instinctively looked up, and overhead was an immeasurably large void, hanging over them.

At first, Wang Zijia thought that, like the rest of the place, it was due to the battlefield.

However, looking at the current situation, it didn’t seem that the void was entirely due to the battle!

"I think I know what era this ruin is from!" Yao Wenxuan remained silent for a beat before suddenly speaking up, his tone full of certainty.

"You found clues?" Wang Zijia’s spirit was instantly awakened with hope. He had been worn out by these past months.

Yao Wenxuan didn’t answer immediately, taking a moment of silence instead.

Wang Zijia was accustomed to this. Their time together, the very small clues hinted at, along with Yao Wenxuan’s eccentricity.

He generally guessed that the other party either had a library-like data source or wisdom brain-type magic tool, or a companion wise old man with extensive experience.

This is due to the contradictory double perception that his knowledge reserve is clearly not as good as his own, but his experience is far beyond his own.

"Venerable, do you know the history of our Shen Hong Immortal Domain?" Yao Wenxuan did not answer directly and instead asked another question. "The history of the transition of eras."

Wang Zijia shook his head, saying, "Concerning this, the sect doesn’t have many records. I only know a little about it. During the Third Epoch, different Dao methods were competing for supremacy, and the Daoist School flourished. The Fourth Epoch was a time of resource scarcity which led to the War of the Worlds. The Fifth Epoch marked the end of Dharma, and it was a period of chaos and demon ascendance."