Lin Xiu's actions made the warriors in the main hall very dissatisfied, but no one was there anymore, and they had nowhere to vent their anger.
The black iron box had disappeared, and the warriors had no interest in staying any longer, so they turned around and walked away from the tomb.
Many of these warriors looked disappointed. They had gone through so much trouble to enter Emperor Wu's tomb, but had not gained any corresponding rewards. Naturally, their moods were not much better.
Of course, there are also some people who have collected a lot of treasures in the forked roads, but they are not full of excitement, but walk calmly.
They still only know that wealth should not be exposed. In these places where dragons and snakes are mixed, they maintain a high degree of caution.
Like most warriors, the Holy Fire Sect team also left, but the captain of the second team, Sheng Yue, stayed here alone.
She had to wait for Lin Xiu to come out, otherwise she would have no intention of returning to the sect.
The disciples seemed to understand Sheng Yue somewhat and left without saying anything. Even Yun Feichen looked sad, which made Sheng Yue think more openly.
Shengyue, who was used to seeing Yun Feichen's pretentious behavior, ignored him and directly found a place and waited carefully.
In the blink of an eye, the originally bustling main hall of the tomb became extremely deserted.
The green vortex seemed unaffected and was still spinning continuously, but above it, the three black iron boxes that should have been there were missing.
Everything seemed to be running according to the established track, and the only one who derailed was Lin Xiu.
After falling into the green vortex, he was sucked directly in. His head felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he was already in another place.
The dark yellow sky is like the remains of lamps and candles. It is dim and ancient, and what hangs high in the sky is not the sun from the outside. It is a whirlpool of green clouds.
It looks like a black hole in the universe, capable of swallowing up everything.
Under the dark yellow sky, there is an endless desolation. Looking for thousands of miles, there is no living creature.
Of course, a black figure actually appeared in this desolate place where no living things could survive.
"Why are we here again? Is it still a half-illusion?" Lin Xiu asked himself in his heart, looking at the roughly the same scene as when he first entered the tomb.
Now that he had fallen here, Lin Xiu felt a sense of panic in his heart, but thanks to the yin and yang diagram that shook his dantian last time, it gave Lin Xiu a sense of expectation.
It was precisely because of this expectation that a lot of the panic in his heart was dissipated.
When he came here, his purpose was very clear, which was to find the soul pearl that he had longed for.
He was not too unfamiliar with this desolate land and started to act according to his thoughts.
Putting the black iron box in his hand into the space ring, Lin Xiu began to verify its idea. He guessed that this place was still a semi-illusion, so he already had a countermeasure in mind.
The soul power in the sea of consciousness surged out quickly, and then spread around like smoke and dust in the air.
After becoming a fourth-level alchemist, Lin Xiu's ability to detect souls has reached a terrifying level.
When he first entered the tomb, Lin Xiu also entered a deserted land, where he relied on his super detection to see through the existence of the semi-illusion and found the accurate direction. But now, no matter how Lin Xiu detects, It is also impossible to find the edge of the semi-illusion.
At this time, Lin Xiu's brows gradually knitted together. The half-illusion world felt very big, but in fact it was just a small area. If the soul power spread out a little, you could find its edge, but now he had spread the soul power to the maximum limit, but still cannot detect the existence of the edge zone.
"It's not a semi-illusion," Lin Xiu frowned and muttered to himself.
The detection yielded no results, so he did not give up. Just like the first level, he closed his eyes and walked straight forward relying on the detection of his soul power.
In this way, Lin Xiu walked for a whole day, but he still could not find any trace of the existence of the semi-illusion.
If this method doesn't work, then look for another method. Lin Xiu did not lose confidence because his first idea was shattered.
Although a day's walking did not allow him to find the border, it also strengthened his belief, because during this day, his Yin and Yang diagram was in an extremely excited state. This situation could only It confirmed one thing.
That is, there must be extremely rare soul beads in this deserted land.
In the vast world, there was only Lin Xiu. He stood still like a pillar, motionless. Under his feet was a monotonous and unchanging barren land that had existed for an unknown period of time.
There is no grass, no insects and ants, and even the moisture that should be there is hard to touch.
Here is a dim and desolate place, just like a dying old man spending the rest of his old age.
After standing still for an unknown amount of time, the black figure's closed eyes slowly opened.
His black eyes shifted, scanning the desolate surroundings, and a corresponding sense of desolation appeared on Lin Xiu's face.
"Desolate, desolate..." After muttering to himself for a while, Lin Xiu shook his head helplessly and started to move forward.
He couldn't think of a way to break the situation, or in other words, there was no way to break the situation here. This was just a desolate place.
The sky is still dim, with a black hole-like whirlpool and green clouds still swirling around it, and the land below is still so barren.
Everything remained unchanged from beginning to end. Lin Xiu's arrival was just an ant that fell off the cliff. He didn't fall to death, but he couldn't change the whole world.
Lin Xiu was just like this, walking aimlessly on the desolate land. As he walked, he only remembered one word in his mind, desolate.
What is desolation?
Unconsciously, Lin Xiu didn't realize that he had entered a cycle that he might never be able to escape from.
Time passed quietly in this aimless walking. In the blink of an eye, half a month of time was scattered like smoke and dust on this deserted land that no one cares about.
In the dark sky, the call of green clouds cannot be heard, and the swirling vortex can never escape the shackles of desolation.
In half a month, Lin Xiu's clothes were covered with sand, his disheveled hair seemed to explode, and the yellow sand hanging on his beard made Lin Xiu look like a beggar.
If you want to find the only bright spot, it is that no matter what situation you are in, his eyes are as deep as the night sky. He always maintains his inherent brightness, which is incompatible with this dim and desolate world.
As he kept walking through this deserted land that no one cared about, Lin Xiu looked a little demented.
Just like what a martial artist would look like during his training, Lin Xiu, who was trapped in an endless loop, looked a little dull.
"What is desolation?"
These were the words that Lin Xiu always kept on his lips during the half-month walk.