Chapter 2231 Inside the Urn

Han Yu thought, and the orange divine dragon and the purple divine dragon rushed out together. The orange divine dragon stayed with the golden-winged roc outside, while the purple divine dragon followed Han Yu and flew towards the vortex. Strange lights shot out from the purple divine dragon's eyes as he watched the vortex.

Although the vortex was terrifying, it could not block the purple dragon's gaze at all. Soon the purple dragon saw the center of the vortex and the urn. Although the vortex was terrifying, it could not stop Han Yu. A layer of thunder net appeared on Han Yu's body. , protecting him and the purple dragon, and then rushed into the vortex.

The whirlpool that could easily hurt the average quasi-emperor peak powerhouse did not hurt Han Yu at all. Soon Han Yu arrived at the center of the vortex, and the central area was very calm. However, the devouring power coming from the urn was the strongest. Han Yu did not resist the devouring power and slowly fell towards the urn. At the same time, the purple dragon looked inside the urn carefully.

The purple divine dragon can see through all illusions. Its eyesight is more terrifying than the unique method of the late Quasi-Emperor's Sky Eye, than the Wild King's Vertical Eye, and second only to the Purple Immortal Eye, but it cannot see through the urn.

This made Han Yu frown. The vortex formed by the urn alone was so terrifying, and it must be unimaginable inside.

However, Han Yu did not hesitate and took the purple dragon into his body and followed the surrounding airflow into the urn.

Soon Han Yu entered the urn. From the outside, the urn looked only a foot long, but inside was a huge world, covered in gray, with countless mountains rising into the sky. Inside, it was unusually calm.

Suddenly, Han Yu frowned. Those mountains turned out not to be mountains in the real sense, but bone mountains made of countless bones. It looks like a mountain when viewed from a distance, and looks like a bone tower when viewed up close.

"In the urn, shouldn't it be the ashes of the masters of the gods? Why is there a mountain of countless bones?" Han Yu was stunned.

"Why do I feel like I've seen these bone mountains before?" Suddenly, Feng Shenzi's voice sounded in Han Yu's mind. This time, Han Yu brought the two incarnations of Lingyin and Feng Shenzi. Because what he had to face was something related to the gods, Han Yu thought that bringing them here would help, and sure enough.

With a thought in Han Yu's mind, both Lingyin and Rishenzi rushed out of the body, and they looked around curiously. Lingyin didn't see any clues, but Feng Shenzi's expression became more and more solemn, and he suddenly said: "I remembered."

Han Yu and Lingyin both looked at Feng Shenzi hurriedly. Feng Shenzi's voice was trembling as he said, "This is the territory of the Immortal God. We shouldn't come here."

Han Yu frowned and asked, "Who is the Immortal God?"

Feng Shenzi said: "The Immortal God is a figure from the God Realm 50,000 years ago. He has lived for 70,000 years and is known as the Immortal. The Immortal God has a hobby, that is, he kills the people he has killed. His bones were piled up into mountains. It is said that when the Immortal God appeared for the last time, he had piled up as many as 100,000 mountains of bones. There were 100,000 corpses in each one, and only people with Martial Saint cultivation level or above were killed by him. Only then are you qualified to be piled on the mountain by him."

Han Yu and Lingyin couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when they heard this. Doesn't that mean that the Immortal God has killed 10 billion masters above the Martial Saint level? Why do you feel like you are listening to a book from heaven?

Han Yu asked: "What level of power is the Immortal God?"

Feng Shenzi said: "The realm of true gods."

Han Yu took another breath of cold air. A strong man in the realm of true gods only has a lifespan of ten thousand years, while an immortal god can live for seventy thousand years. He is indeed worthy of the title of immortal.

Feng Shenzi said: "This urn suddenly rioted. There is a high probability that the immortal god has not fallen yet. If this is the case, if we encounter him, we will die or not. My suggestion is to retreat immediately."

Han Yu hesitated. If it was true as Feng Shenzi said, this would definitely be a very dangerous place. But Zhao Wending was sucked into this place, and Han Yu had no reason to retreat.

Han Yu thought for a moment and said, "Let's take a look first and then talk."

Han Yu summoned the purple dragon again, and the purple dragon began to look around.

Here, the purple dragon's sight was greatly affected, and the distance he could see was only about a hundred thousand miles. Suddenly, the purple dragon sent a picture to Han Yu. On a bone mountain 70,000 miles away due east, there was a huge bird lying on it. There was no injury on the body, but it was already dead. It was the one that had been sucked in before. One of the masters of Immortal Burial Tower.

Han Yu hurriedly flew over and found that not only was the demon bird not injured at all, but even the holy palace was intact, but its soul had disappeared.

"Devouring souls?" These four words suddenly flashed through Han Yu's mind, and he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

The Demon Soul Hall, a branch of the Demon Sect, practiced by devouring other people's souls, which was really unscrupulous.

At this time, the Purple Dragon sent another picture to Han Yu. Seventy thousand miles to the east, another corpse was found. It was the corpse of a human race and a master of the Immortal Burial Tower.

Han Yu flew over in a hurry. Suddenly, the demon bird lying on the bone mountain came to life and bit into Han Yu.

This is a very strange scene. The soul of this demon bird has been dispersed, but it can still attack and kill.

Han Yu turned around and grabbed the beak of the demon bird. The demon bird was unable to move, and its pupils were actually exuding a fierce light.

Han Yu stared into the demon bird's eyes and said gloomily: "I don't care who you are, stop your killing immediately, or I will be rude to you!"

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, a very sharp laugh burst out from the demon bird's mouth, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Han Yu snorted coldly and put a little force on his hands. The corpse of the demon bird turned into fly ash, the laughter stopped, and Han Yu and the three incarnations continued to move forward.

The man in front also died. Like the demon bird, he died after his soul was devoured.

Every time he walked forward for more than 70,000 miles, he could see a corpse. Every time he took a step forward, Han Yu's mood became more solemn. In less than a stick of incense, Han Yu saw eight corpses. Eight of the nine masters who were sucked in have died.

The purple dragon saw the last one, seventy thousand miles away in the east, standing on a mountain of bones, with his back to them, it was Zhao Wending.

Is Zhao Wending dead or alive? Han Yu didn't dare to imagine, so he took the purple dragon into his body and rushed over with Lingyin and Feng Shenzi.

Soon, Han Yu arrived behind Zhao Wending and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, because Zhao Wending was still alive. However, after arriving at Zhao Wending Wanzhang, Han Yu's body trembled suddenly, stopped hurriedly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The person in front of him slowly turned around. He was an old man with gray hair. He was very similar to the portrait of Zhao Wending that Han Yu had seen. This man was Zhao Wending. But Han Yu's face turned extremely pale in an instant, and there was a terrible murderous intention in his pupils.