In the era of the war between immortals and demons, countless immortal cultivators died in the time and space disorder of the demon clan, most of which were not present, but a few left all corpses in the chaotic time and space. All of these great monks who could keep all corpses were famous and amazingly powerful on the Jiuzhou Continent, so collecting corpses for them was also a necessary task.

The class barriers in the world of immortal cultivation are very strict, even during war periods. People with noble identities are more noble than those of untouchables when they die. At that time, the immortal cultivators who risked their lives to collect corpses for the big men quickly summarized some rules.

First of all, the application of time and space by demons has reached the point of using their arms to fingers. The upper demon general can make time staggered for a hundred years by raising his hands and feet, and time and space are overturned thousands of miles, just as natural as breathing.

Therefore, they would never simply use the disorder of time and space to kill the enemy because of insufficient lethality. The superior cultivators at that time had a considerable degree of resistance to the disorder of time and space. Even if they were not familiar with the domain of time and space, if their cultivation level was high enough, they would have a way to deal with it temporarily when encountering changes. The reason why those great monks could keep all their corpses in the disordered time and space of the demons was mostly because they carried extremely powerful protective magic weapons on their bodies.

Therefore, the devil's attack must be caused by the chaos of time and space accompanied by other killer moves. The most common one is to use the right time and place to kill the enemy.

Even in the Jiuzhou era, the four words "time and place" are not underestimated by human cultivators. Even if they reach the Heavenly Collapse Realm, there will be dangers that are difficult to get involved, such as the Nine Heavens Gangfeng Layer, or the Earth's nuclear magnetic circle. The demons can connect the skills of time and space disorder with these desperate situations and immediately form a killing skill, pulling the cultivator to the Nine Heavens Gangfeng Layer, being tortured by the Gangfeng Layer, and then trapping them with a chaotic time and space trap. They cannot escape for a hundred or two hundred years.

How long can cultivators last under this torture? Not to mention one or two hundred years, those who can last for more than one year are mostly mistakes when the demons take action. Then, most of the cultivators will die without a complete corpse and will be wiped out on the spot. A few who rely on extremely powerful magic weapons to protect the whole corpse are mostly just full corpses with their shapes, and the inside has long been corrupt and rely on the power of the magic weapons to maintain their shape.

At this time, for those who go to collect corpses, the most important thing is how to preserve these fragile corpses in a dangerous environment. After all, only the entire corpse can be exchanged for full reward. At the same time, most of the magic weapons attached to these corpses are on the verge of disintegration and must be carefully cared for before they can be rescued and repaired for their own use.

During this period, if you are not careful, everything will be astonished as the ball of black dust that Wang Jiu saw when he opened the hatch door.

In fact, before Zhao Chenlu opened the door, the black powder still maintained He Hongrui's appearance during his lifetime, but was stimulated by the shock when he opened the door, and the wreckage on his body immediately decayed and ashed, and instantly became irrecognizable dust.

Of course, the two of them also expected this, but today they were not here to collect corpses for their predecessors or dig treasures. Instead, they wanted to find useful information from the remains of the fleet and investigate the truth about the Netherworld Sea. Therefore, he didn't care about the corpses of his ex. Some of them were even dusted before they could analyze the geographical characteristics of the Netherworld Sea.

But the corpses of immortal cultivators can be ignored, but the corpses of the fleet must be properly preserved.

Because the cabins of these four ships must contain all the information about the struggle to death of the inspection team. According to the configuration of the inspection team, more than half of the team are academic monks who are good at observation and recording. So when they find themselves in a desperate situation and cannot escape, they will definitely solve the problem of observing, analyzing, and deriving to find the way to survive.

Although they failed from the results, the information on this process is extremely precious. Whether it is the written information or the physical samples, they are the essence left by these people who have been struggling for a hundred years.

Although this inspection team has a low level of cultivation and is difficult to break free from desperate situations with its own strength. However, Wang Jiu did not underestimate the wisdom of these people. Three hundred years ago, they were all elites who were carefully selected and selected from the Xiangzhou continent. The records they left must be of reference value.

The premise is that it is not rashly destroyed by later generations.

This fleet has been in the Netherworld Sea for thousands of years and has been decayed by the sea breeze. As long as there is a little external force, it will collapse completely. Zhao Chenlu wiped his fingers slightly on the deck and brought up a layer of silver frost, which just shows that the black silver that built the hull has been completely corroded. Even the black silver is like this, and the information stored in media such as talisman paper and jade slips is naturally more fragile and in danger.

Fortunately, Wang Jiu and Zhao Chenlu are both extremely professional corpse pickers, and are already very skilled in how to preserve the wreckage in the chaotic space and time.

After entering the cabin, both of them were not touching the ground, and there was no wind around them. They moved themselves with wonderful magical powers, and walked quietly like ghosts. In this way, they would not have any impact on the surrounding environment.

Among them, Wang Jiu's magic sword body has its own flying magical power, no wind or gravity, and its trajectory is free and easy, which is a natural magical power. However, Zhao Chenlu relies on a very complex set of compound immortal techniques to maintain the suspension of the body without exerting any external force on the surroundings.

Seeing Zhao Chenlu floating in the cabin, Wang Jiu couldn't help but sigh: "Long time no see this set of moon suspension."

Zhao Chenlu smiled: "This is also the first time I have used the complete moon suspension in this life. According to the original intention of designing this set of immortal techniques, it is at least necessary to operate in the Earth-Split Realm to be able to operate freely. Now it is a big realm, but it is even smoother than expected... Sure enough, the power of love is infinite."

Wang Jiu pondered for a while and said, "In fact, it is because the static degree here is twice the standard value, so the threshold for release of the moon hanging is much lower. You are also a veteran who has experienced the battlefield of life and death. Don't be blindly optimistic about your strength."

Zhao Chenlu said, "Don't worry, my dear, I have never been optimistic about being with you. I was hit hard by you in my previous life... Ah, I saw a diary."

While speaking, Zhao Chenlu took the lead and carefully picked up a yellow book in a cabin.

The booklets are spread out on a desk, with few pages and the text on them seems a bit blurry, but they are still preserved intact.

The content on the homepage is shocking.

“The year, month and day are unknown, and the weather is unknown.

When I wrote this page, I had completely given up the hope of escaping from birth. The treacherous environment here is the only one I have seen in my life that there are many masters in the team, but no one can understand the mystery of this place. Even the omnipotent sect leader showed unprecedented confusion. Perhaps, the world is so big that it is too overestimated to try to traverse it with human power.

Death is not terrible. When we realize that we will die, no one in the team fell into despair, and there were even people dancing and happy that they could die on the road of adventure like their youthful dreams.

However, some things are even more terrifying than death, that is, falling into confusion.

To be arrogant, more than 90% of the people in this inspection team, including me, are deeply conceited about what they know and learn. Even though the world is so big and there are countless unsolved mysteries, as long as you study hard, there will always be the day when everything is revealed. What's more, the team has gathered so many masters and the power of everyone. Even if they still cannot reach the key point, at least they can establish a monument along the way.

But reality is cruel.

We have been in the Netherworld Sea for a long time. I can't accurately judge how many years it has been, but at least for me personally, it has been a long period of more than ten years. During these ten years, I have tried my best, but I still cannot understand the mystery of the Netherworld Sea, and I cannot even summarize the slightest rule.

The environment here is so weird that it seems like there is an invisible big hand that controls everything in a bad mood. Everything we hear and see is just the chess player behind the scenes. Otherwise, I really can't imagine that nature will have such a vicious side."

The content of this page ended here. Zhao Chenlu turned around and looked at Wang Jiu. Seeing that the white sword was still moving, he nodded and reached out to turn on the next page.

The moment the pages were turned, the entire diary suddenly turned into ashes, but in the moment before the ash, Zhao Chenlu reached out to copy the bottom, and pointed his fingers on the spine, and the pages were stretched out. The diary was like a bird spreading its wings, and the contents of each page were displayed.

At this moment, Zhao Chenlu and Wang Jiu recorded all the contents of hundreds of pages.

The amount of information was quite large, which made both of them fall into deep thought for a while.

The owner of the diary was a biology master who was invited by the Sect Master of the Holy Sect to join the team. His original intention was to study marine creatures in the Netherworld Sea. However, after the fleet crossed the time and space gap and fell into a desperate situation, his main work became to study the team members around him.

Because some of these team members had physical mutations, and at the beginning they were simply symptoms such as skin discoloration and hair loss. The team did not take it seriously. After all, it was not uncommon for cultivators to adapt to the environment. But the problem soon became serious.

These symptoms cannot be cured. Whether it is with the help of one's own skills or the power of medicine, these simple symptoms cannot be cured, and instead tend to become more and more serious.
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