Chapter 608: 265: The Senluo Legend in the Depth of the Dark Fog, Ghost General Intimidates_2 Chapter 608: 265: The Senluo Legend in the Depth of the Dark Fog, Ghost General Intimidates_2 His gaze was electrifying as he looked at the vast, gloomy forest in front of him, but then he used the Heavenly Vision to look at the sky deep in the forest hundreds of miles away, his face thoughtful.
There, a thick, foggy, dark mist hung like a dark cloud, cutting off most of the light, weaving a thick, dark and terrifying net, tightly enveloping everything in the vast Land of Fallen below.
If you follow the rolling black fog upwards, you can see the endless dense black clouds, which connect with the black fog that seems to gush out from the bottomless abyss, forming a sky and earth shrouded in darkness, constituting the harsh environment deep in the Land of Fallen.
For many years, most cultivators, whether in the Four Regions or outside, had been blocked by the Land of Fallen, which is why they had no access to each other.
The Land of Fallen was dangerous due to the numerous ghost creatures, and the black fog in the sky above was even more dangerous.
The existence of the black fog carried a power that could make people lose their minds and even warp their spirits.
But that was not the key point.
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The key was the rumoured existence of a terrifying Ghost Path beast, Senluo, in the black fog.
Any cultivator who ventured deep into the black fog either went mad and became one of the lost souls therein, or became the food for Senluo and its offspring.
For many years, only a few Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators could safely pass through the edge of the black fog, or pass through the Linggang Wind Layer that connects with the sky above the black fog.
If they encountered Senluo, it was most likely a death trap.
That was why there’s always a rumor that only Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators could safely move between the Four Regions and the Four Oceans.
“The first time my incarnation tried to fly into the black fog before it perished, it was killed by a flock of ghost birds as soon as it approached…
Those ghost birds are at least as threatening as the Golden Core, let alone Senluo deep in the black fog…”
As Chen Dengming pondered, he flew to the place where his incarnation and Ghost man Chu Xun had separated, but he did not find Chu Xun’s figure.
All that was left was a Soul Attracting Banner.
He emitted his Divine Sense, making a ‘whoo whoo’ sound to summon Chu Xun.
At the same time, with a gesture, he summoned a Martial Immortal incarnation, which would accompany him to test the condition of the black fog above the deep of the Land of Fallen.
The black fog was rumoured to be able to affect people’s minds and distort their spirits.
Chen Dengming wanted to test whether his Martial Immortal incarnation, with the inheriting Dao Force of the Human Immortal Heart, could resist such distortion power.
This was merely an attempt for him to know what to expect.
It didn’t mean he would abandon the road paved by the Sect and choose his own path instead.
“Whoosh, whoosh whoosh——”
Not long after, Ghost man Chu Xun’s response came from deep in the forest, getting closer and closer.
As Chen Dengming looked over, he saw a ghost shadow, as tall as a man, with black claws growing from its hands and feet, and a fierce green face with bronze bell eyes, flashing out from the forest.
A chill of evil and bone-chilling evil Qi rushed towards him, and the surrounding environment seemed to be getting colder.
After Ghost man Chu Xun swallowed the Divine Spirit of a mid-stage Golden Core, his cultivation as a full Foundation Establishment fierce ghost had improved significantly.
His figure was now twice as large as before.
“Old Zhu, didn’t I tell you to stay put?
Why did you run off again?”
Chen Dengming frowned and scolded.
Seeing that Chen Bai himself had come this time instead of the flirtatious cheap incarnation of Green Hair or Red Hair, the arrogant ferocity on Ghost man Chu Xun’s face diminished a lot.
He made a couple of eager and pleasing ‘whoosh whoosh’ sounds and moved closer.
“Is the Ghost General still blocking the way inside?
Is there a way to lure it out?”
Chen Dengming looked deep into the forest.
If he were to fight ghost creatures of the Ghost General’s level in the depths of the Land of Fallen, those ghost creatures would not only have geographical advantages, but it would also become problematic if three or five ‘ghost friends’ appeared along the way.
The best solution would be to lure them out if possible.
Ghost man Chu Xun nodded and then shook his head, making a series of ‘Yin Language’ sounds that only Chen Dengming could understand.
Chen Dengming nodded slightly, then furrowed his brows.
The Ghost General was indeed still inside, but this level of ghost creature was not low in intelligence and very cunning.
The incarnation and Ghost man Chu Xun had been chased by the Ghost General before, but often when they were about to flee the secret path, the Ghost General would not continue to chase them.
It seemed to have quite a concept of territory.
The idea of letting the Mini Array Spirit lure out the Ghost General flashed across Chen Dengming’s mind.
But this thought was quickly suppressed.
Forget it.
The Mini Array Spirit, a reborn Pure Spirit of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, is too attractive to these ghost creatures.
Once exposed, it would be like a little old lady walking on a tightrope.
It’s too risky.
If a Ghost King were attracted, it would spell big trouble.
“You two lead the way.”
Chen Dengming waved his hand.
The Martial Immortal incarnation went ahead with Ghost man Chu Xun to scout the path, and he followed closely behind.
With the prior exploration experience of his incarnation, Chen Dengming was already familiar with the Land of Fallen, even without absorbing the Soul Imprint.
As they delved deeper into the forest, the surroundings became more gloomy.
In the ghostly forest, vines swayed from the trees, winding around the ancient trees and new pearls.
They moved like bead curtains.
Some elongated leaves and green grass were like a woman’s lips, mingling yellow and green, shyly resting on the stems.
The rustling in the wind was just like secret whispers in a boudoir.
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As soon as Chen Dengming and his companions passed by, many of the whispers suddenly stopped, and several open elongated leaves suddenly rolled up, motionless.
Chen Dengming could feel obscure gazes from all directions on him.
His powerful Divine Sense had long noticed the ghost spirits hiding among the leaves and grass, but he pretended not to know and did not provoke these spirits that had lived in the ancient forest for who knows how many years.