Chapter 743 Mysterious Treasure Pool

Chapter 743 Mysterious Treasure Pool

The great battle came to an end. Within a Reincarnation Road, a speck of light flickered and then transformed into a human figure—it was none other than Lin Fan.

He had extricated himself from the Soul River, and the three Strange Immortal Emperors had never expected that he would use such a method to leave right under their noses.

However, to cover the rear, it was impossible for him to do so without paying a price. For at least a period of time, he would need to recuperate from his injuries.

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"I wonder how Little Brother is doing? An Immortal Emperor fell into eternal silence, but… is he really dead?"

Lin Fan suspected that the more one knew about the Strange Clan and the Evil Earth Plateau, the greater the dread one would feel.

Right now, just facing the Immortal Emperors was already this difficult to deal with. Once they encountered the Ancestor of the Sacrificial Dao, how were they supposed to fight?

A growing sense of urgency filled his heart, making him want to further enhance his cultivation. In this battle, he had also realized his shortcomings.

Within the Immortal Emperor Domain, he could still advance further and walk even farther. Right now, he had only just entered this realm and had yet to reach its Peak.

"I will recuperate first, hide away to cultivate for a period of years, and then go take revenge to seek out the Heavens."

Lin Fan's gaze was like torches, rays of light blooming as if they were burning fiercely. This failure did not discourage him; instead, it made him even sharper.

As an Immortal Emperor who had fought battles throughout his life, experienced countless hardships, and constantly hovered between life and death, how could he possibly feel fear?

Afterward, he distanced himself from the mortal world, enveloped by time. He tore open the realm wall and entered the Chaos to sit cross-legged, healing his injuries and cultivating.

If an Immortal Emperor did not want to be exposed and deliberately hid, it was very difficult for others to track him down, so he was not too worried.

Time flew by—a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years…

In the blink of an eye, over thirty thousand years passed. Lin Fan transitioned from weakness to the Peak, growing stronger by the day. Not only did his injuries recover, but his Dao attainment also increased.

This was extremely astonishing. Ordinary Immortal Emperors cultivating for hundreds of millions of years across several epochs might not even improve by a sliver, which showed how extraordinary this was.

Now, how many tens of thousands of years had Lin Fan even stepped foot into this Domain? Less than three hundred thousand years, yet he had improved once again—enough to scare people to death.

"Next time, if I encounter those fellows again, I will be able to handle them calmly and won't have to flee in such a sorry state."

Lin Fan muttered to himself. He stood up tall, preparing to depart. He had an agreement with Shi Hao to meet in the Heavens, and it was time to go.

Afterward, he returned to the Reincarnation Road. Through continuous deduction, he finally found a clue and located the route leading to that place.

Along the way, he traveled at extreme speed, seeing numerous corpse ghosts and withered skeletons. It truly felt like walking through Hell.

Lin Fan was unsurprised by this. Claiming to be the Reincarnation Road, how could it possibly be a pure land? Being shrouded in Death Qi was the norm.

Several days later…

Finally, he gradually approached the heavily guarded area.

That was a complex of palaces, dilapidated beyond recognition and nearly reduced to ruins. Only a few buildings remained relatively intact, standing tall on the ruined ground.

Furthermore, on the outer perimeter of the grand hall, various shriveled creatures could be seen wandering about, resembling nether soldiers garrisoned there.

Lin Fan was not worried. As an Immortal Emperor, how could mere nether ghosts and corpse soldiers ever get close to him or pose a threat to him?

Most importantly, because the Reincarnation Road seemed to have been left unmanaged and unmaintained for years, the living beings seen here were all muddle-headed, with not a single one being lucid.

"There are nether soldiers garrisoned deep within this Reincarnation Road. It seems this place holds a huge secret." Lin Fan pondered, taking a step forward.

One could see that among the dilapidated palaces were pit after pit, resembling black holes that fractured this ruin into a desperate forbidden zone.

These deep pits were also extraordinary; ghostly cries continuously echoed from them, as if hundreds of millions of living beings had been buried there, their post-mortem grievances lingering for a long time.

"Are these deep pits and black holes scattered across the Reincarnation Road used to collect corpses and Souls, ultimately leading to the Soul River?"

Lin Fan had some guesses, but he couldn't be bothered to look into it deeply. The Soul River had already been occupied by the Strange Clan, turning it into one of the sources of ominousness.

Afterward, he crossed the forbidden zone, stepped over the pitch-black deep pits, and entered a relatively intact palace. No one could block his footsteps.

It was very desolate here, almost abandoned. However, the grand hall possessed another realm within, suddenly opening up to look like a Small World.

"This is——"

Suddenly, Lin Fan was startled. What was it that he saw?

Massive gears, rotating stone implements, and crude pipelines were connected together, actually manufacturing a purgatory on earth!

How terrifying!

Countless skeletal remains, corpse after corpse, were continuously transported through the pipelines, entering the gears to be pulverized into a bloody mess.

"What does this treat living beings as? Are they being slaughtered like pigs?" Lin Fan was startled, his expression sinking as he realized something else.

After the corpses of all living beings entered the gears, they underwent repeated crushing and multi-layered extraction, as if refining some kind of substance.

In mere moments, tens of millions of skeletal remains were disintegrated. This speed was too fast and also shocking to the core.

What did this mean?

For countless years and a long expanse of time, this machine had never stopped running. Just how many corpses had it processed in total?

Even just thinking about it, one knew this was a terrifying number!

At this moment, seeing all of this, Lin Fan understood quite a bit. Those pipelines most likely connected to other Great Worlds.

It was just that… what on earth was the use of stealing the corpses of living beings from various realms in this way and repeatedly refining a certain substance?

Carrying his doubts, Lin Fan observed for a long time. After discovering the truth of the matter, his entire person was shaken and filled with palpitations.

"Tens of millions, or even more corpses, are just to temper a single drop of liquid and collect it."

The human body contained great medicine—every Cultivator knew this as common knowledge. However, massive boiling and refining were carried out here to produce a secret liquid.

This scene made even Lin Fan's mind surge. In the past, he had also tried similar things, but compared to this place, it was mere child's play.

At the same time, thinking of a certain consequence, he broke out in a cold sweat, because this was intentionally harvesting the lives of all living beings across the heavens!

"Who on earth did this, building this place? The Strange Clan?!" Lin Fan pondered deeply, looking towards the depths.

Within this ancient and grand palace, a total of nine sets of stone implements were connected. The liquid extracted through layers of refinement ultimately converged toward a pool.

The pool was not large, measuring one meter square.

It was hard to imagine that after hundreds of millions of years of accumulated time, the great human medicine extracted amounted to only that much. Truly extravagant!

Yet the fact was just like that—nine purifications to remove the dross and select the essence, leaving only a tiny bit each time, rigorous to the extreme.

"This is a pool of immortal liquid! If any Cultivator were to bathe in it, they would definitely undergo earth-shattering changes and break through their realm right then and there!"

Lin Fan exclaimed in wonder. Unfortunately, he stood firmly in the Emperor Realm, and his body's Treasure Trove was fully unlocked, making this useless to him.

However, it was truly fragrant and stood as a supreme medicine in this world, beneficial for the evolution of living beings and effective even for Immortal Kings.

"Good stuff. If I bring it back to my homeland, it will definitely promote the evolution of many people." Lin Fan thought.

As for whether it would feel disgusting, Lin Fan felt nothing either way. Having reached his level of cultivation, he had long viewed life and death with indifference and remained unmoved.

"Hmm, it seems there is still movement at the bottom of the pool?" Lin Fan's gaze burned brilliantly as he noticed occasional faint sounds coming from the one-meter-square pool.

An undercurrent?

No, rather it was the root system of some mysterious plant absorbing the liquid. Its main body's location was unknown, but its stems and roots had extended into the pool.

This piqued Lin Fan's curiosity. On this Reincarnation Road, which was lifeless and devoid of a single living entity, what kind of plant could possibly grow?

Consequently, he began to dig.