Baili Ming, who fell into the whirlpool, was surging and struggling in the raging torrent. He tried his best to stabilize his body, but the more he struggled, the more he was swept away by the torrent.
In the end, he could no longer resist, like a lone boat floating in a stormy sea, he could only drift with the tide.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if a door of light appeared in front of him. Before he could see clearly what it was, he was enveloped in the viscous liquid and slammed into it.
Looking at the light that was getting closer and closer, at the last moment when he rushed into it, he finally remembered that this was the heart of the sacred tree, and what was shining was the dense runes on it.
Entering the heart of the tree, Bai Liming found that it was completely different from what he had imagined. Instead, it seemed that he had entered a long and narrow passage, like a thick blood vessel.
In this pipe, Bai Liming continued to be swept forward by the viscous liquid. Fortunately, the intensity of the surging slowed down slightly, and he finally stopped rolling and felt better.
At this time, Bai Liming was a little dizzy and had no strength. He was left to drift in the torrent like a dead fish.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the confused Bai Liming felt that he rushed out of the pipe, but came into the air, and his body began to fall downwards involuntarily.
There is a vast sea of clouds below, but these clouds are all gray.
Bailiming couldn't help but scream, and tried desperately to cast spells to levitate himself, but all ended in failure. After falling in the air for a full quarter of an hour, he finally got into the gray mist-like sea of clouds.
Bailiming's falling speed slowly slowed down. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to take stock of his surroundings.
All he could see was gray, as if he were in the deep sea, and the water was like solid ice surrounding him, cold, oppressive, and suffocating.
Bai Liming frowned slightly. The scene here felt a bit familiar to him. After thinking hard for a moment, Bai Liming suddenly trembled.
He remembered that he had also seen this scene in the Kaiyang Cauldron, and he also encountered countless shadowy human figures, each with a blurry face, as if covered with a thick layer of gray and white cotton, dull, helpless, and confused.
He kept pleading:
"Help me, help me..."
Those sounds seem to be the lamentations of countless souls, some are weeping or complaining, some are sad and desolate, some are gloomy and cold, some are lonely and resentful... they disturb people's moods, make them swaying and uneasy.
And you will approach them uncontrollably. Those people, who vary in height, weight, and thinness, will turn their heads or stretch their necks and stare at you.
Then he raised his arms at the same time, staggering around you from all directions, murmuring in unison:
"Stay, stay..."
Thinking of all this, Bai Liming couldn't help but shudder, and his hairs stood on end. He looked around vigilantly and was on guard.
At this moment, two dim stars suddenly lit up below him, like two will-o'-the-wisps floating in the deep, dead night, making people shiver with horror.
Bai Liming stared at the two stars, carefully identifying them, trying to figure out what they were.
Suddenly, one, two, three, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand...
In an instant, hundreds of millions of densely packed dim stars lit up one after another, like an ocean covered with glowing phytoplankton. However, those lights did not give people hope. Instead, they were more like burning underworld fires, making people feel gloomy.
Helplessness, pain and despair.
Bai Liming tried hard to stop his falling, but it was useless. He slowly landed like a dead leaf, getting closer and closer to the sea of hellfire.
When the distance was less than ten feet, Bai Liming finally vaguely discerned the source of these starlights.
They were pairs of eyes, pairs of eyes burning with ghostly fire.
Pale, decayed faces floated one after another, tightly squeezed together and lost in the gray mist. Only the pair of eyes, bright but dull, stared at Bai Liming.
Bai Liming was filled with fear. He suppressed a scream and desperately mobilized his magic power to rise up with his sword and escape from this place.
But his efforts were in vain and had no effect at all. His body still fell slowly and unhurriedly downwards.
Finally, he fell into this sea of faces, ups and downs.
He twisted his body, trying to find a chance to rush out, but more and more faces crowded towards him, trapping him in them and unable to move.
Baili felt that he couldn't breathe, a feeling of suffocation was clogged in his chest, and the breath of death filled his body.
His expression was constantly distorted, showing fear, grief and anger, unwillingness, sadness, helplessness, confusion... to name a few.
Gradually, Bai Liming stopped struggling and held his head high. His face remained level with billions of other faces, forming a flat surface, like a calm lake.
His eyes gradually lost their luster and vitality, like two candles swaying in the wind, unable to withstand the strong wind and eventually extinguished.
After a while, two dim stars lit up, which were the dead lights in Bai Liming's eyes.
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Northern Mountains, Yaoguang Palace.
Yuan Chaoxi came to Yaoguang Palace on the grounds that he was injured in the battle with Gong Mi and needed to recover.
Of course, her real reasons are, firstly, because she had happily agreed to General Zhou, or to be more precise, her spirit beast Xiao Feifei, to take one sixth-level wood-attribute elixir and one water-attribute elixir every day.
Every ten days, a fifth-level spiritual elixir of wood attribute will be added, and every month, a demonic elixir of wind-type magical beast with the ultimate level will be added.
Although her family is rich, she still needs to purchase spiritual elixirs and demon elixirs to supplement them, and she also needs to collect medicinal materials for alchemy to make elixirs for spiritual beasts on her own.
The second reason was that at the Demon-Slaying Pass, Xiao Yuan came to show his courtesy regardless of his business. She really couldn't bear the disturbance, but she couldn't reach out to hit the smiling man, and she had no way to do anything about him, so she had to stay away.
These days, she lives in seclusion, either practicing or refining elixirs, but her life is full and busy.
As for her titular golden eagle spirit beast Xiao Feifei, he lived a life of eating and sleeping every day, and his figure became fatter, rounder, furry, and more cute and lovable.
After seeing it, many female disciples in Yaoguang Palace couldn't move their feet or take their eyes away. Regardless of whether they were familiar with it or not, they began to get close to Yuan Chaoxi and build a relationship, just to play with Xiao Feifei for a while.
Yuan Chaoxi felt happy when she saw someone taking care of the spirit beasts for her. More importantly, she could save a lot of pills and reduce her burden.
Therefore, every time Xiao Feifei is sent out to play with the Taoist fairies, they will be reminded to remember to feed their spiritual pets elixirs, and they are the lowest six-grade wood attribute elixirs and water attribute elixirs.
During this period of time during the Zhou Dynasty, it was really like "the spring breeze is proud of the horse's hooves, wandering among the flowers without knowing where to go."
He couldn't help but lament that when he was in the Taoist sect before, he could only look up to those female monks, how could he dare to spend a good night with them.
Now this dream has been achieved effortlessly, leaving him confused for a while.
For a moment, he didn't want to improve his strength, he just wanted to maintain his current cute chick form, muddle along and live a life of ease.