an Yao Ku, no matter who came out of the lamp, they had to kill as many disciples of Wen Dao Zong as possible before the other party appeared.Finally, under everyone's gaze, a figure walked out from t...With a belly full of questions, Ginger Cloud relied on her memories of the journey to bring the middle-aged man out of the city, only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

Outside the city gate, those dozen or so rough cultivators and that old man named Tianyou were still standing there, not leaving.

However, having learned from past experiences, they didn't take any action, only watching Ginger Cloud.

Gingercloud ignored them, instead carrying the middle-aged man and stepping back into the white mist.

Although there must be something strange about this white fog, Jiang Yun felt that this place should be relatively safe compared to the rest of the Great Desolate World.

The white mist has now returned to its intense density, making it impossible to see the mountain and sea cultivators shrouded within it.

Jiang Yun temporarily put those thoughts aside, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man who lay unconscious.

After a moment, Jiang Yun suddenly raised his hand. While channeling the power of chaos into the man's body to suppress those imprints, he also invaded the other person's soul with his divine sense, beginning to search their mind.

Under the Soul Search, Jiang Yun saw all of this middle-aged man's memories and had a more detailed understanding of the Great Desolation Realm.

The area of the Great Desolation Realm is comparable to that of the Shan Hai Realm, surrounded on all sides by a thick white mist that stretches for ten thousand zhang.

And this white mist, as Ginger Cloud guessed, is used to defend and seal off cultivators above the Heaven's Blessing realm.

Simply put, the highest realm that is allowed to exist within this Desolate World is the Earth Guardian Realm. Unless you are willing to accept the mark of the Desolate Lord, just like that Elder Tianyou.

The indigenous population throughout the entire Wilderness Realm is not very large.

In the beginning, there were only a few thousand people. After countless years of reproduction and growth, it has now developed to hundreds of thousands.

And, for some reason, their lifespans are generally not long, only a thousand years or so!

This middle-aged man's name is Yan Song, and he exists in this desolate city much like a mayor.

And the reason he was able to become the city lord was because his family was one of the original thousands, their status was high.

These indigenous people of the Great Desolate Realm, each one is automatically branded with the Mark of the Desolation Lord at birth.

> Because of the unique effects of the Desolate Master's Mark, these indigenous people became the rulers of the entire Desolate Realm. All outsiders became slaves of the desolate realm.

Over countless years, a considerable number of cultivators have entered the Great Desolate Realm from the Sea-Mountain Realm. The middle-aged man alone knows of several hundred thousand such cultivators.

Of course, the vast majority came within the last decade due to the catastrophe of Shanhai.

It sounds like tens of thousands is quite a lot, but back then, in the Shan Hai Realm, there were tens of millions of creatures.

Although there are still some beings on the Road of No Return, even if they all reach the Desolate Realm safely in the end, the total number will not exceed a million.

The rest of them all died in the great cataclysm of mountains and seas.

A great catastrophe engulfed over 90% of life in the Shanhai Realm!

Besides that, this Yan Song had never actually seen the Master of Wastelands with his own eyes. He didn't even know when that statue appeared.

This also made Jiang Yun more certain that the appearance of Dao Yuan's statue was a deliberate act by some people with ulterior motives.

As for the cultivation level of cultivators in the Great Desolate Realm, although they don't need spiritual energy and can perform all sorts of spells simply through imprints, there are naturally differences in strength.

The standard for division is the number of brands on one's body.

Like Yan Song, his cultivation level in the Great Wilderness Realm is considered middling, roughly equivalent to the Dao Spirit Realm among cultivators.

After reading through Yan Song's memories, Jiang Yun still did not wake him up. Instead, he pondered for a moment and once again walked out of the white mist, cupping his fist in a salute to the Heavenly Favor Realm elder: "Senior, would you be willing to come into the mist for a chat"

Upon hearing Jiang Yun's words, the elder was clearly taken aback. However, he immediately turned to face the dozen or so cultivators from the Desolate Wilderness, apparently needing their permission.

Ginger Yun's face darkened, and she looked at the ten or so people with a serious expression: "Regarding this matter, Yan Song has already agreed!"

Upon hearing that Ginger Cloud had named Sir Yan Song, these over ten individuals naturally dared not raise any further objections. After looking at each other, they turned around and entered the city together.

Despite being surrounded by mist, the elderly man named Tianyou didn't rush into it. Instead, he remained where he was, his eyes fixed intently on Jiangyun.

Ginger Yun said calmly: "Senior, rest assured, I have no ill intentions. I just want to chat with you!"

Finally, Elder Tianyou still walked towards Jiangyun.

As his figure just entered the mist, a muffled groan escaped his mouth, and his cultivation base had already been sealed.

Ginger Yun gestured for the elder to sit down and said, "My name is Ginger Yun, the headmaster of the Question Dao Sect in the Shan Hai Realm. I wonder what your esteemed title is"

"What is the Taoist tradition"

The elder was stunned once more, a look of remembrance appearing on his face. After a long silence, he finally spoke: “Who are you, Ren Kanghuan”

Ginger Cloud said solemnly, "Ren Kang Huan was the thirty-third master of our sect, and he passed away a thousand years ago. I am the thirty-sixth master!"

The old man nodded and smiled wryly. "A thousand years ago! It seems that most of the people I knew are gone now, aren't they"

Ginger Cloud fell silent. A thousand years was indeed a long time, enough to change everything. He didn't know how to comfort the other party.

"Sighing, the old man continued, "My name is Zuo Haocheng. I'm just a wandering cultivator. After reaching the Dihu Jing, I became curious about this boundary sea, so I ventured into it. Who knew, I never came back."

Left Haochen's words made Jiang Yun's heart stir: "Senior, did you break through to the Heavenly Favor Realm in the Great Wilderness"

Zuo Haocheng nodded and said, "That's right. It seems you've also figured it out. In the Shan Hai Realm, it's impossible to break through to the Tian You Realm. Only in the Da Huang Realm can you remain unaffected!"

This is probably the biggest gain I've gotten from being here.

Originally, Ginger Cloud was still puzzled by Left Haochen's cultivation level. Now, she finally understood.

It turned out that not only could people like Hai Changsheng not enter the Great Wilderness Realm, even the power of Heaven couldn't affect the Great Wilderness Realm.

"Well, you said you wanted to talk to me. If you're looking for information about the Desolate Realm, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. As you heard, I'm just a desolate slave and know nothing about this place."

However, Jiang Yun shook his head and said, "I already know about most things in the Dahuang Realm. I just want to make a deal with my senior."

What kind of trade

"I helped my seniors remove the mark of the Desolate Master from their bodies, and my seniors protected the School of Inquiry for me!"

"What!"

Zuoháhén suddenly raised his head, his eyes showing disbelief, but he quickly lowered his head and said: "What difference does it make if it's erased They can always brand me anew at any time."

"Of course, I have a way to free you seniors from the mark forever!"

Zo Hochen suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, and he stared fixedly at Jiang Yun and said, "What you said, is it true"

"This kind of thing, you can't joke about!"

"But, to be frank, I can help you remove the brand so you won't suffer from it anymore. However, you must swear a blood oath, or else I won't trust you!"

After a moment's hesitation, Zuo Haocheng nodded resolutely and said, "As long as you can help me get rid of this damn mark, I won't even hesitate to join your Wendaozong! Not only that, I'll even guard your sect!"

As a favored son of heaven, in the vast world of Shan Hai Da Huang, he was almost invincible. Yet, he had to be a slave, at the mercy of others. It is easy to imagine the frustration in Zuo Haochen's heart. Now that Jiang Yun could help him get rid of the branding pain, he naturally agreed.

Jiang Yun smiled faintly and said, "A word is a promise!"

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