The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 344 - 234: Transformation Products

Chapter 344: Chapter 234: Transformation Products

Stepping through the gray fog, Zhou Yuan set foot on the desolate land.

Gravel was scattered everywhere, the sky was dark, and the ground was blood-red—lifeless, dead silent, and devoid of vitality. Dryness and desolation were the eternal themes here.

In the distance, sporadic boulders were scattered around. Occasionally, dust would swirl up, becoming the only "living" thing in this silent world.

"These soils have been stained by the blood of Quasi-Immortals, and still contain weak spirituality. They might breed some strange evil spirits. Be careful," Ye Wushuang warned.

"Hmm..."

Zhou Yuan and Jiang Wuming bent over at this moment, clutching their foreheads in pain. A terrible muttering was echoing in layers within their minds—intermittent, hoarse, and sharp, like the cries of lost souls in the depths of Hell.

Soon, these chaotic mutterings transformed into earth-shaking roars, like the shouts of millions of armies, forming a stormy sea that directly attacked their minds.

"Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!"

It was an overwhelming hatred, endless and filled with fury like the eruption of ten thousand volcanoes, saturated with indescribable resentment and loathing.

It was unimaginable what kind of soul would leave behind such enormous hatred, what kind of obsession could sustain such unwillingness and hatred for millennia without being extinguished.

"Such terrifying spiritual pollution. Luckily, my willpower is strong," Jiang Wuming shook his head, gradually adapting to the roaring hatred erupting in his mind.

[You conducted an inspiration identification, and the result was a great success!

Congratulations on enduring the spiritual pollution from the obsessions of three Quasi-Immortals. However, this is only temporary. As long as you remain inside the Domain, you will constantly be subjected to spiritual pollution. Even the strongest will eventually wear down, and when rationality runs out, you will lose control and go mad, so complete the task and leave as soon as possible.

Follow me, I’ll lead us to safety.]

Zhou Yuan rubbed his temples as the mutterings and roars filled with overwhelming hatred reverberated continuously in his mind, unable to be blocked by any means, making one rather irritated.

It was like being surrounded by numerous people playing short videos at maximum volume from all directions, with a torrent of noisy sounds assaulting you every second—pure torture.

"The obsessions of those who wish to become immortals, huh..." Ye Wushuang also sensed the resentment and hatred permeating between heaven and earth, and sighed lightly.

"Let’s go. The longer we stay, the more dangerous it gets," Zhou Yuan said.

The Chaotic Domain was vast and extremely desolate. The three of them had traveled more than fifty kilometers, only to find nothing but blood-red ground. Not a single living person appeared, not even a few stones.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

At this moment, a roaring sound came from a distance. A blood-colored sandstorm, like a tsunami, appeared on the horizon, like a thousand troops charging, with the turbulent dust rising up into the sky.

[This is a natural phenomenon within the Chaotic Domain, capable of killing high-level beings, run quickly! Head left, there’s a chance of survival there!]

The blood-colored sandstorm covered half the sky. The wind howled like the wails of a Fierce Ghost, and upon closer inspection, there were indeed thousands of ferocious ghostly figures faintly visible in the crimson dust!

Zhou Yuan felt his scalp tingle and immediately controlled the Shadow Pool, transforming into a shadow and swiftly fleeing.

In the distance, large shadows approached, flying sand and stones. The blood-colored sandstorm, like a collapsing blood-stained sky, came down with a terrifying oppressive force.

The sandstorm seemed to have intelligence, deviating from its original path and heading straight for them!

Sweat began to bead on Zhou Yuan’s forehead as a long-forgotten sense of crisis surged from within. His instincts told him that getting caught in this blood-colored sandstorm would surely be a life-and-death situation!

"Damn it, Old Zhou, run faster!" Jiang Wuming looked back and screamed at the sight.

Thousands and thousands of ghostly figures appeared in the blood-colored sandstorm, densely packed!

The sandstorm wraiths roared furiously, stretching out their arms and clawing, their greedy and ferocious gazes seemingly piercing through the soul, sending chills down one’s spine.

"What the hell is this? A collective undead tribe? Some sort of abnormal phenomenon? But I clearly feel that there is an even more terrifying aura deep within the sandstorm!" Jiang Wuming said tremblingly.

Zhou Yuan had no time to ponder and pushed his speed to the limit. Before long, a green oasis appeared ahead!

[This is an oasis in the desert, but don’t think that it is safe here. This place is equally dangerous, but it can counteract the Sandstorm Wraith.]

Zhou Yuan squinted; there were many figures in the oasis, the members of the Evil Alliance who had entered the Chaotic Domain earlier!

His mind raced, and he immediately used a Disguise Talisman to change his appearance, also altering Jiang Wuming and Ye Wushuang’s looks.

The people in the oasis saw the sandstorm approaching, their expressions changing slightly. Some wanted to block Zhou Yuan from entering, but after some thought, decided not to act.

The three of them successfully rushed into the vibrant oasis. The blood-colored sandstorm roared behind them, seemingly roaring in anger.

The blood-colored sandstorm did not continue its pursuit but swirled outside the oasis. Soon, the outside was covered in crimson sand, and the gale howled, yet the sky above the oasis remained untouched and unaffected.

"Who are you?" someone stepped forward to inquire, with a kind expression.

Zhou Yuan dismissed the Shadow Pool, revealing his disguised appearance, "We’re from a pioneering team, but that sandstorm separated us from the others. What about you guys?"

"We’re from several different organizations, also driven here by that sandstorm. Hehe... you can call me Liu Zi," the man said with a smile.

He did not doubt the identities of Zhou Yuan and the others, as indeed many top-tier teams had entered the Chaotic Domain. After all, Divine Fragments were here, and who wouldn’t want to risk it for a chance at Divine Enthronement?

It was also clear that the Evil Alliance did not want to start a fight here. Firstly, since Zhou Yuan could escape the sandstorm, it showed he had some strength. A fight might result in casualties.

Secondly, this oasis seemed to have some rules that did not allow supernatural abilities to be used here.

Earlier, someone used Aoneng Power, and the next second, they dissolved into a blood light amid screams, merging into the oasis soil, becoming fertilizer.

The death was so strange and eerie that it scared everyone, and no one dared use their abilities again.

[Do not fight here. This entity does not like being disturbed in its sleep, its temper upon waking is terrifying. Someone used Aoneng Power earlier and died horribly, so everyone is well-behaved now.]

The Eyes of Identification also gave a prompt.

Zhou Yuan began to observe the oasis. The area wasn’t large, with a clear lake and lush green plants, full of vitality.

The members of the Evil Alliance did not seem to be in good condition. Several looked pale, like they were mentally ill, laughing and crying at times. They seemed to be on the verge of losing their sanity due to the spiritual pollution.

"Mr. Liu, how long have you been here?"

"We’ve been here for half an hour and trapped for an hour," Liu Zi replied.

A total of an hour and a half?

Zhou Yuan frowned secretly; the time didn’t match up.

He and the members of the Evil Alliance entered the Chaotic Domain almost consecutively, with a time difference of no more than five minutes. Since entering until now, only half an hour had passed.

Was the flow of time different...

"Shall we leave together after the sandstorm ends?" Liu Zi suggested at this moment. His demeanor was kind, and his aura was extraordinary. He didn’t look like a bad person at all. An inexperienced person could easily be directly deceived.

He obviously planned to find a chance to rob Zhou Yuan and the others of their valuable items once they left the oasis.

"Alright, the more people, the stronger the force," Zhou Yuan showed an innocent smile, like a naive university student untouched by society’s harshness.

Ten minutes later, the blood-colored sandstorm gradually died down, and visibility slowly returned. Strangely, it did not leave much sand behind on the ground. Given such a large-scale sandstorm, it should have been enough to bury a city in red sand.

"Let’s go."

Everyone quickly set off, leaving the oasis promptly.

In the crowd, someone held a compass, constantly divining and searching for the correct direction. This person wore ancient attire and was obviously a local demon cultivator from Lingxu Dongtian, skilled in divination.

"Hiss... wait!"

After walking more than thirty kilometers, the compass cultivator suddenly gasped, "Great danger ahead!"

Everyone stopped and hurriedly asked, "What’s going on?"

"There is a greatly ominous place ahead... no, how is this ominous place moving?" The compass cultivator’s face turned pale.

In the gray sky, a bright moon flew over, and the surrounding light dimmed, as if it really was night. Only the white light spilled down, gently covering the red land.

"Ah!" Suddenly, someone screamed. The moment they touched the moonlight, they inexplicably dissolved into a green mist, leaving only their clothes behind.

Everyone was horrified and quickly retreated. That was a 6th-level extraordinary person, just killed so easily!

The bright moon hung high, and the moonlight looked peaceful and serene. Yet, at this moment, everyone felt their hair stand on end as if they had fallen into an ice cave. This was no beautiful moonlit night; it was clearly a deadly place that swallowed people whole!

"Goodness, this place is too wicked. Every few steps, we encounter danger," Jiang Wuming clicked his tongue.

"These are the manifestations of the Tao Rules of the Quasi-Immortals before they died. These are the products formed after they merged with the Tao," Ye Wushuang saw through the essence of it.

"Run away!" Zhou Yuan controlled the Shadow Pool to escape.

He gave up on his plan to ambush the Evil Alliance members; right now, they had to escape from this deadly moon first.

Zhou Yuan used the muddy Shadow Pool, braving the moonlight as he rushed out. The seemingly soft moonlight was actually incredibly strong, with astonishing power. Both the Shadow Swallow and the return to ruins were unable to swallow it and instead were disintegrated by it.

Fortunately, his spirituality was abundant, and the dark matter was incessant.

Before Zhou Yuan could catch his breath, the silver moon in the sky started to move, tearing through the sky at high speed, chasing after them!

"Damn it! Why are we the ones being targeted among so many people?" Jiang Wuming’s heart skipped a beat in fear.

"Do you really need to ask? It must be your bad luck attracting it!" Zhou Yuan shouted.

"Don’t shift the blame, as the Saint Heir of the Holy Crow Church, your luck isn’t much better than mine!" Jiang Wuming retorted. Everyone knew that Raven mastered the domain of misfortune.

"Wrong, with two unlucky guys together, there should be a negation effect!" Ye Wushuang muttered.

"What kind of voodoo science is that?" Zhou Yuan couldn’t help but complain.

"In any case, there’s certainly some other reason why the silver moon is chasing us, not due to your bad luck," Ye Wushuang confirmed confidently.

Zhou Yuan had a sudden inspiration, "Could it be after my Divine Fragment? The Night Divine Power involves the field of ’moon’!"

Ye Wushuang thought for a moment and nodded, "Most likely."