Chapter 63: The City of Wrongful Death!

  Outside the city of Xiao Yun, it was pitch black. The plants that were originally supposed to be outside the city had almost all withered away, leaving only a few dry yellow branches and fallen leaves on the ground. Looking back, the sunny and bright time had disappeared, replaced by a dark cloud that surged and isolated everything.

  A gust of wind blows by, lifting up the withered leaves on the ground, rustling softly.

  The entire Xiao Yun City was dead silent, with only the howling wind sound left, extremely eerie.

  "It's blocking out the sky and cutting off space, it seems that the black cloud that appeared above Xiao Yun City is a technique left behind by some ancestor." Ding Yan recalled the rumors he had heard in He Ji village earlier and made an educated guess.

  Before Ding Yan entered the city, the dark clouds that had been shrouding Xiaoyun City suddenly expanded, and a cold aura descended from the sky, instantly engulfing the entire city. This formed an otherworldly space that blocked out the sun. The cultivators who were hiding in the city, watching the changes unfold, didn't have time to escape. From the outside, it seemed as though nothing had changed, but only those within could see the anomaly. It was precisely because of this that Ding Yan only discovered this change after entering the place.

  A loud rumble sounded again.

  Looking up, in the sky above the city, a huge vortex was slowly rotating, inside which lightning twisted and thunder roared. The withered leaves around were constantly flying up from the ground, flying towards the vortex in the air.

  "Is this the entrance to Wangshi City?" Ding Yan looked up and asked.

  He withdrew his gaze and walked slowly into the city with a calm expression.

  Inside the city, a desolate scene unfolded, with cold winds howling and dead leaves swirling in the air.

  On the street, there was no one, only the wooden signboards on both sides of the street swaying in the wind, making a "creaking" sound.

  Ding Yan walked around the city and didn't see a single person.

  Ding Yan stopped in front of a household's door and knocked on it with his hand.

  No response.

  Pushed open the door and walked in.

  Inside the house, the water on the stove was still boiling, and next to it, on the table, wine cups were still laid out. Ding Yan walked over, stretched out two fingers, and touched the side of the cup.

  Wine, or warm.

  It's clear that not long ago, someone was sitting here drinking and chatting.

  "Where did everyone go?" Ding Yan closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense spread out like a tide.

  If it were a cultivator, Ding Yan might have thought they had entered the whirlpool of the Constitutional Brother in the sky above the city, but ordinary people are absolutely impossible to enter. Because the entrance to the City of Futile Death can only be seen by those who possess yuan force within their bodies.

  After a moment, Ding Yan withdrew his divine consciousness, and his expression turned solemn.

  In his spiritual sense, he didn't detect the existence of a single living person. The entire city seemed to have been abandoned, just like an ancient city forgotten in time and space.

  In front of Yunhai Pavilion.

  Ding Yan pushed open the door and walked in.

  Xiao Chunshui had once told Ding Yan that if he changed his mind, he would find him at the Yunhai Pavilion in Xiao Yuncheng. This means that Xiao Chunshui was indeed here at the Yunhai Pavilion. With his scattered immortal skills, he should have left some clues behind.

  Inside the building, it's quiet and still.

  Some tables also had wine and water on them.

  Ding Yan searched around the building but still didn't find anyone or any clues left behind.

  After walking in the city for another half day, Ding Yan finally confirmed that apart from him, there was no other life fluctuation in the city, not even a single cat or dog.

  Two days later.

  Xiao Yun Cheng's streets above, Ding Yan sat upright in the middle, his long gown fluttering in the wind.

  In his hand was the tattered map obtained from Mo's Village.

  "There's still a moment." Ding Yan Wu's five fingers gathered and grasped the remaining map tightly.

  Looking up, the whirlpool in the sky has grown larger. The lightning within it is also more violent.

  On the tattered map in Ding Yan's hand, it was recorded that the best time to enter Wang Shi Cheng (Mistaken Death City) was at the last moment of the third day.

  Time, every minute and second is passing by.

  Suddenly, Ding Yan, who was sitting on the road, suddenly stood up and turned into a stream of light, flying towards the whirlpool in the sky. Almost at the same time he took off, the ground of Xiao Yun City began to shake, the bluestones on the ground rose layer by layer, and were then pulled by the suction force in the sky, turning into pieces of broken stones, flying towards the sky.

  In the void, Ding Yan felt his speed getting faster and faster. But as he breathed in, he flew into a whirlpool. In an instant, a terrifying tearing sensation spread throughout his body, that power seemed to want to tear his body apart.

  BOOM!!

  A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, a violent thunder snake, pressing in on Ding Yan.

  Discount!

  With a flick of his sleeve, the yuan force inside his body overflowed from his right hand, transforming into a circular small shield that blocked the lightning and refracted it in the opposite direction.

  The application of yuan li!

  After becoming a loose immortal, even simple yuan force transformations can exert unimaginable strength. It's just like the top martial arts masters, in their hands, all things can be transformed into deadly weapons. After reaching a certain level, the understanding of power has reached another level, and this kind of realm exists, no longer bound by form, but a kind of state application!

  After bursting a flash of lightning, the round shield dissipated and transformed into yuan force, appearing behind Ding Yan's body, condensing again, and bursting another flash of lightning.

  In the time it takes to breathe, Ding Yan had already dodged dozens of lightning bolts.

  The means by which this primordial power is employed are simply comparable to those of the old demons, and even existences that have passed through a calamity of scattered immortals would not be able to think as lightly as Ding Yuan.

  Rumble...

  The thunder is getting louder and louder.

  In an instant, Ding Yan suddenly felt a white flash before his eyes, and when he regained his sight, he found himself back inside Xiao Yun Castle.

  Standing alone in the middle of the street.

  "How is this possible?!" Ding Yan was shocked.

  Dispersed divine consciousness, instantly swept over the entire Xiao Yun City, after a moment, Ding Yan recalled his divine consciousness again, his face calm as water.

  Ding Yan looked up at the sky and saw that the whirlpool was still rotating. A strange light flashed in his eyes.

  "Futile Death City, Futile Death City! So it turns out that Futile Death City is actually Xiao Yun City. I've already entered Futile Death City without realizing it! Cutting through yin and yang, dividing time and space, what a formidable Dao technique, what a formidable Void Illusion Technique!"

  The Void Illusion Technique is a divine art that only exists in the world where Ding Yan was in his previous life. It is an extremely rare and precious technique, with immense power. If someone who doesn't know about this divine art gets trapped inside, they might not be able to find their way out for their entire lifetime.

  Ding Yan was able to discover it so quickly mainly because in his past life he had come into contact with this Dao technique and had even researched it for several decades.

  "As long as the illusion technique can be performed, then..." Thinking of this, Ding Yan stretched out his right hand.

  On his palm, a strange power began to slowly emerge, a cluster of illusory gas floated above the palm, slowly rotating. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this illusory gas had split into two parts, its shape resembling the yin and yang of Taoism.

  Qian represents Heaven and is Yang!

  Yin is earth, it's yin!

  The Qiankun Dao Jing has actually been successfully activated again in this strange and unjust city of death!