Chapter 1238: The Land Of Fallen Gods

The night had passed, and dawn had arrived.

Wu Tao finished drawing the last talisman with red clay, examining the fruits of his labor that filled the room. A sense of accomplishment washed over him, and he carefully counted them twice before finally stretching with relief.

"Ha..."

"Finally, I've made 100,000 talismans. With these 100,000 clones, my safety will be somewhat guaranteed in the future. It wasn't easy!"

Plonking himself down on the old sofa, Wu Tao let out a sigh of relief, a smile on his face.

"Phew..."

"As long as I scatter these 100,000 clones across the world, no one will be able to find my true self. This will significantly reduce the risk and save me a lot of trouble."

"Although I can't use my full power on Blue Star due to the world's laws, things have gone relatively smoothly so far."

"From now on, I can focus on the important matters."

As he spoke, Wu Tao turned his gaze toward the window.

Watching the vibrant light of the rising sun, his eyes grew more serious.

"This time, I must obtain the World's Heart for my master."

"This matter is of utmost importance, and there can be no room for even the slightest mistake. From today onward, every step must be taken with caution. Even though the laws of Blue Star limit my power, I must remain steady!"

"No matter the danger or anything else, no one will disturb me."

With a rare sense of responsibility on his face, Wu Tao's eyes were filled with determination.

He stepped out onto the balcony and embraced the morning sun.

His entire being radiated positive energy!

Only when he thought of his master, Yi Feng, did a look of concern appear on his face.

Gazing into the endless sky, he murmured softly.

"My fellow disciples and I are already in action. I wonder how our master is doing now."

His deep gaze pierced through the clouds, passed through the atmosphere that ordinary people could never reach, and surged into the vast sea of stars, stretching toward the endless horizon.

...

Lan Star.

Above the boundless sea, Yi Feng was leisurely riding forward on his snail.

Having failed once again, he had already come to terms with it.

Life was like this—if nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected usually would. Success was purely accidental, while failure was the norm.

After all, this wasn't a web novel.

Once the protagonist's halo activated, and the three-year deadline arrived, even a sow would be scared up a tree...

After wandering aimlessly for who knows how long, Yi Feng's mood gradually eased, and he gained a clearer understanding of himself.

His cultivation was stronger than anyone he knew, and the Seventy-Two Islands posed no threat to him. Staying there held no meaning anymore. As for bidding farewell to his friends, it would only bring unnecessary sadness. Leaving quietly was the better choice.

Recalling the past...

The Dragon Emperor had suddenly and inexplicably apologized. It wasn't just because of some so-called chasm that his conscience had awakened. More likely, it was because he feared a battle.

At the time, Yi Feng hadn't thought much of it.

But in hindsight, many things became clearer.

Having immense power was certainly a good thing, but failing to find death was also regrettable. The saying "invincibility is lonely" was absolutely true.

Yi Feng didn't consider himself anywhere near that level, but he could already feel a sense of helplessness.

Looking out at the endless sea, he let out a long sigh.

"Ah..."

"It seems I must continue forward. Whether it's to grow stronger or to seek death, a man like me, as free as the wind, is destined to never stay in one place."

"I wonder if the so-called great calamity that the damn system mentioned is real..."

"Manman, what do you think?"

After muttering to himself for a bit, Yi Feng turned to look at the giant snail.

Manman seemed to have grown accustomed to such complaints. Its antennae swayed as if nodding, and it continued to crawl forward without even blowing a single extra bubble, acting as if it knew nothing.

Yi Feng rolled his eyes and decided not to bother asking the snail anymore.

Even if Manman didn't say anything, he already had an idea in his heart.

Often, before even asking a question, people already had the answer in their minds.

As for seeking death, there was no need to elaborate.

That was something he would undoubtedly continue.

As for the so-called great calamity, Yi Feng couldn't afford to hesitate. No matter how much the damn system tried to screw him over, the consequences of a world-ending disaster were too terrifying to gamble with.

The only thing he could do was either seek death or grow stronger.

First, he needed to gather some information!

Feeling the urgency of time, Yi Feng steeled himself and pointed forward.

"Speed up! Let's find a place with more people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a "whoosh" sound echoed across the vast sea.

A bright light flashed across Lan Star like lightning!

By the time Manman came to a stop again, Yi Feng's hairstyle had become noticeably more stylish!

Before him was a bustling seaside port, teeming with people and exotic beasts, a scene of great prosperity.

Yi Feng's arrival didn't attract much attention.

Manman, after all, was just a snail-like creature. It didn't have a massive body or an intimidating presence. Aside from being slightly odd, it barely registered as noteworthy.

But the bustling scene before him lifted Yi Feng's spirits.

After tidying up his appearance, he rode Manman into the crowd, passing by numerous stalls. After some careful consideration, he finally approached a merchant-like cultivator to inquire.

"Brother, may I ask where this place is? Are there any areas nearby where powerful individuals gather?"

The merchant glanced at him briefly, his smile unwavering.

"Brother, you must be new here, right?"

"This place is called the Port of Rebirth. Only the most exceptional individuals come here. Everyone is heading to the Land of Fallen Gods, so there's no need to play coy."

Yi Feng's eyes widened.

"The Land of Fallen Gods?"

As soon as he spoke, the nearby passersby burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, he must be a local from some backwater region!"

"Brother, the Land of Fallen Gods is the heart of Lan Star. Not only are there countless powerful individuals there, but even legendary figures above the Heavenly Rank hail from that place!"

"If you want to walk the true path of cultivation, the Land of Fallen Gods is the only place to go!"

"May I ask, what is your current cultivation level?"

So, this was close to the heart of Lan Star?

The name alone sounded intriguing. It must be a place where the big shots gathered. His life's hope was right before him!

Yi Feng grew even more curious.

"My cultivation level... Heavenly Rank!"

"Could you tell me how to get to the Land of Fallen Gods?"

When Yi Feng mentioned his Heavenly Rank cultivation, the people around him merely glanced at him a few more times, showing little surprise.

After all, among those who came here and wanted to go to the Land of Fallen Gods, Heavenly Rank experts were not uncommon.

The bearded merchant smiled and gestured toward the distant port filled with ships.

"Brother, look over there."

"Our Port of Rebirth was established specifically for those heading to the Land of Fallen Gods. To reach it, you must board an ancient ship made of Meteorite Black Iron and travel tens of millions of miles north!"

Yi Feng followed his gaze.

At the port, a colossal ship was docked.

The merchant beside him clasped his hands in a friendly manner, his attitude growing even warmer.

"Since you're interested in going to the Land of Fallen Gods, it must be fate!"

"But getting on that ancient ship isn't easy. You can't even buy a ticket."

"Coincidentally, I happen to have a ticket. Considering our fateful meeting, I can give you a 10% discount!"

Yi Feng's eyes lit up.

This was perfect.

Not only had he found someone to guide him, but he could also get a discounted ticket. This would save him a lot of trouble.

However, just as he was about to agree, the merchant revealed his true, scheming nature!

"Here's the deal."

"Normally, a ticket costs 100 million immortal crystals. For you, I'll give it to you for 99 million. This ticket is absolutely your best choice!"

What?

99 million just for a ticket?

Are you kidding me? Why don't you just rob me instead!

Yi Feng finally realized that the merchant saw him as a fat sheep. No wonder he had been so warm and friendly—it was all a ploy!

He wasn't a fool.

Now that he knew the way, there was no way he'd fall for such a scam. It wasn't about the money; he just couldn't stand the merchant's sleazy demeanor!

Waving his hand, he rode Manman straight toward the sea.

"No need. I'll make my own way."

As soon as he finished speaking, the merchant's face darkened, and he sneered coldly.

"Hmph..."

"How ungrateful. Let's see how you die out there!"

The onlookers watched the ignorant figure disappear into the mist, as if he had already met his doom. A wave of pitying laughter rose among them...