Chapter 1942

Lin Shan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Can't I pay with my life?"

Lin Shan would never agree to use emotions as currency.

Only people who are in desperate situations will sell their emotions.

The little boy shook his head, "The trading rules of the 'Buyer's Club No. 9' are barter."

"In fact, there is a simpler way. You sell the source of bad luck to us. This will not only eliminate the hidden dangers, but also get a valuable profit."

Lin Shan left the small safe zone.

After staying at the 'Buyer's Club No. 9' for a while, he attracted its special trading method and did not buy anything.

The 'Buyer's Club No. 9' only accepts the currency they recognize.

Conventional currencies are talent, blood, emotions, and special organs.

Treasures of heaven and earth can also be used for trading, but Lin Shan did not meet the conditions.

When Lin Shan proposed not to buy anything, the other party did not embarrass him.

Just smiled and said that they would meet again.

No creature can resist the desire to get something for nothing.

The journey to find the hidden door was smooth.

A hundred years later, Lin Shan arrived at scale 1201.

And has been here for thirty years.

In the past, when entering a new scale, Lin Shan could always find the hidden door within a few months.

But this time, Lin Shan searched with all his strength, and thirty years have passed, but he still has not found any trace of the "hidden door".

Not to mention the hidden door, even the shadow of living beings or even monsters has not been seen.

All he saw was endless black and white fine sand.

It was exactly the same as the fine sand in the empty prison of the gray fog universe scale 8.

But there were weird and sandworms in the empty prison of the gray fog universe scale 8, but there was really only sand here.

Finally, after wandering in the desert for two hundred years, ripples representing life finally appeared in Lin Shan's heart lake.

These lives are very weak, all ordinary people, and there are less than 100,000 of them.

Lin Shan sped up and came to the source of the life fluctuations-a small town located in the desert.

This small town is surrounded by thick desert, and the city wall is built with regular sand bricks.

Lin Shan's eyes passed through the high wall and fell on the inside of the town.

The streets were lined with colorful glass, and the different colors of glass reflected the scorching sun, making the whole city full of dreamy colors.

In front of every household, there were strings of crisp wind chimes.

The wind chimes made melodious sounds under the wind, as if playing some mysterious rhythm.

The natives of this town were demons.

In fact, after Lin Shan passed the scale 1010, most of the creatures he met were demons.

Demons, like humans, are also divided into countless types. Lin Shan has not yet encountered two repeated demon races.

Lin Shan's perception surged down like a tide, sweeping the entire town.

The memories of 100,000 ordinary creatures flooded into his mind in an instant.

These memories are not complicated, but useful fragments are extremely rare.

Fragmented information floats in the consciousness space, like twinkling stars.

Lin Shan integrated and pieced them together into a clear historical picture.

Long, long ago, there was a glorious demon civilization on this land.

The demons' technology and magic were unprecedentedly prosperous, and their magic machinery was extremely advanced. The whole city was full of amazing mechanical miracles.

However, one day, disaster struck.

A huge ship fell from the sky, and endless darkness followed.

A glowing creature came down from the ship. The creature said that the great demon in charge of managing this land had committed a taboo in the field of life and blatantly challenged the laws of nature.

The great demon clashed with the glowing creature.

The two fought, the sky was dark, and the prosperous demon civilization collapsed in an instant.

All civilizations turned into dust and ruins in this disaster.

Only this small town still retained a trace of life.

But this disaster did not completely destroy everything.

In the original central main city, there were more than a dozen demons maintaining an important device in the main city.

He was saved by the divine element called the 'Philosopher's Stone'.

They survived the ruins, and their descendants gradually multiplied in this desert, slowly forming the small city today.

Although the civilization is no longer glorious, this small civilization has continued to multiply by using some magical devices that were preserved together.

But resources are limited, and they must always control the number of people in the city. From exiling the elderly to controlling births until now, some people can remember how many years it has gone through.

Lin Shan stretched out his hand.

A strange container appeared in his hand.

The shape of the container is similar to a deep bowl, with a slightly upturned edge.

There are some grayish-white debris in the container.

This is the residue left after the "Philosopher's Stone" was broken.

Lin Shan felt a very strong breath of life in it, which is millions of times stronger than the spring of life. Taking this small part and putting it in the ocean can even dye the entire sea water into the spring of life.

Lin Shan dared not imagine how terrifying power this thing contained before it became debris.

He took away half of the debris in the container and left the other half in place.

After looking at it for a long time, he gradually analyzed the components of the debris.

Lin Shan roughly knew what the ‘Philosopher’s Stone’ was.

It was the ‘spiritual essence’ that was condensed into a solid through special processing.

Lin Shan left the town and went forward in a certain direction.

He guessed that the ‘Qianmen’ and ‘Shengmen’ in this place were all destroyed by the war that happened at some unknown time.

They have not “grown” yet.

As long as you go further, you will always go out of the original battlefield area.

The ‘Qianmen’ is not really indestructible. Along the way, Lin Shan has seen many broken ‘Qianmen’.

But the ‘Qianmen’ is really indestructible. Wherever it is destroyed, it will grow there.

At Lin Shan’s current level, he can see many things that he could not see through before.

The ‘Qianmen’ and ‘Shengmen’ are not just channels for the upper and lower scales to travel.

They are also the bond that maintains the stability of the upper and lower scales.

Once all the ‘Qianmen’ of a scale are destroyed, all the scales below may even be disconnected from the void.

Flying in one direction for another three hundred years.

Passing through a distance of nearly three million scales.

The heart lake is finally no longer silent, and begins to become active.

Various animals, plants, and waves from monsters began to reverberate on the lake.

Not long after, Lin Shan discovered the ‘dive gate’.

Not long after, Lin Shan stood above the ‘dive gate’.

Looking back at the desert he had passed through before.

Such a large-scale battlefield.

What level should the two people who fought at the time be?

Transcendent?

Even the son of the omen at the time did not cause such a large-scale destruction.

Entering the diagonal diagonal gate on the ground, it took a year to pass through the connecting channel.

Successfully entered the scale 1202.

Diving all the way down, it was calm.

When he passed through the diagonal gate of scale 1210.

The vision in front of him was suddenly filled with countless colorful light spots.

Those light spots had no fixed shape and position. They floated and hovered freely in space, as bright as stars, and like flowing dust, sometimes approaching, sometimes moving away.

He realized that he had become one of these light spots, and this light spot carried all his consciousness of existence.

Suddenly, countless noisy exchanges were heard all around.

Lin Shan listened quietly.

From all the chaotic sounds, he roughly understood.

In front of him was the absolutely neutral place of the void - the abyss.

Lin Shan stared ahead and found that all the light spots were slowly flowing towards an unknown darkness.

The darkness was like a black hole, sucking all the light spots in and pulling out long streamlines.

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