Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1191: Spirit Abyss Ghost River

"Ma De! We were all tricked by this little girl!"

The round-faced man suddenly wore a grim expression, glaring at the agile golden dragon shadow that had vanished in the distance, angrily punching the air and cursing vehemently.

"Sigh, what can we do?

The Linglong Lamp is in her hands. We’re afraid of damaging it and can’t attack her!"

The black-faced man said angrily.

A middle-aged man from the Sa Niang Clan folded his arms and smiled warmly, "Who would have thought that your Ice and Fire Wolf Clan could get hold of the Linglong Lamp, it’s quite a rare item indeed!"

"Just lucky, I guess."

The black-faced man spread his hands in a wry smile and said helplessly, "Sadly, luck doesn’t last forever. Now we’ve come across such a cunning little fox of a girl who managed to take the Linglong Lamp, and for the moment, we’ve no solution against her!"

"Dear friends, what do you plan to do about it?"

The middle-aged man’s eyes flickered as he asked softly.

"We’ll follow her for now and figure something out later..."

The black-faced man sighed.

The middle-aged man cupped his hands and nodded politely, "Very well, we won’t disturb you any further then."

"Many thanks to all of you fellow cultivators."

The experts of the Ice and Fire Wolf Clan bowed in gratitude.

The cultivators of the Sa Niang Clan set off instantly and vanished into the distance.

These individuals from the Ice and Fire Wolf Clan also swiftly moved, chasing after Luo Li’s direction.

In the void.

Ye Yun sat inside the carriage, watching the entire process clearly.

"Luo Li, this child is indeed a talented individual, both wise and brave, playing all these people like fools, and even managed to probe the secrets of the white paper lanterns..."

Ye Yun tapped his fingers, a smile spread across his face.

"Master, the Sect Leader was ensnared but remained calm and composed, truly impressive!"

Mu Qing smiled softly, pouring a cup of tea for Ye Yun and handing it to him.

Ye Yun took a sip from the teacup, looked at Mu Qing, and smiled gently, "This so-called Linglong Lamp, I’ve never heard of it. Do you have any impression?"

"Master, I haven’t heard of it either..."

Mu Qing shook her head.

The Red Sky Dynasty is far too distant from the Sacred Sect of the Mysterious Bird, she’s also unaware of many affairs in this area.

"Hmm! Then let’s follow Luo Li and see how she figures it out..."

Ye Yun smiled warmly and sent out a divine thought to the Big Black Horse outside.

The Big Black Horse, pulling the carriage, instantly dove into the void and disappeared.

...

A hundred miles away, all the individuals from the Sa Niang Clan suddenly halted.

The leading middle-aged man clasped his hands behind his back, gazing into the sky with an uncertain expression.

At this moment, a young man approached him and whispered, "Big brother, the Linglong Lamp is just a string of ordinary white paper lanterns, bearing no resemblance to a treasure, it looks extremely ordinary. What exactly is it, that it could cause so many of the Ice and Fire Wolf Clan’s experts to pursue it?"

"Second brother, have you ever heard the legend of the Spirit Abyss Ghost River?"

The middle-aged man continued to gaze at the distant sky, emotionless and spoke slowly.

"Spirit Abyss Ghost River?"

The young man was taken aback, then shook his head again, "I haven’t heard of it, what is it all about? Big brother."

"To the northwest of our Red Sky Dynasty, there lies a barren land, where spiritual energy is sparse, mountains abound, and the terrain is perilous. Among these towering and precipitous mountains snakes a great river. This river has long been dry; due to its resemblance to a giant dragon, our people call it the Giant Dragon River, you’re aware of this, right?"

The middle-aged man asked softly.

"Giant Dragon River? I’ve heard of it, but it’s a desolate place with nothing there, virtually no cultivators venture there..."

The young man nodded, then scratched his head and curiously asked, "Big brother, are you implying there’s some connection between this Giant Dragon River and the so-called Spirit Abyss Ghost River?"

"There’s indeed a connection."

The middle-aged man’s expression suddenly turned solemn as he spoke in a languid tone, "Around eighty thousand years ago, the Giant Dragon River suddenly became shrouded in a thick mist, and within the mist, the sound of a gushing river could be heard, as if the dried-up riverbed had been filled with water again. It sparked the interest of numerous cultivators, who ventured to investigate, but none ever returned..."

"Is it that terrifying?"

The young man shuddered in surprise.

"Not long after the mist’s appearance, the mysterious Blood God Sect emerged, declaring that the Spirit Abyss Ghost River appeared within the mist, and during the full moon nights, ghost blood boats would surface on the river. If a cultivator carried a Blood Spirit Ganoderma, they could board the boat and sail deep into the Spirit Abyss Ghost River, casting the Blood Spirit Ganoderma into the depths to have a wish granted, be it a cultivation technique, a magical treasure, or even immortality..."

As the middle-aged man reached this point, he suddenly fell silent.

"Big brother, the Spirit Abyss Ghost River sounds too idealistic, how could it fulfill all of one’s desires!"

The young man scoffed incredulously.

"Indeed, it sounds absurd, but human hearts are made of flesh, brimming with greed, so the Blood God Sect’s ideology still lured quite a number of people. These individuals spent numerous resources to find the Blood Spirit Ganoderma and entered the mist during full moon nights."

The middle-aged man chuckled softly.

In truth, if the Blood God Sect had told him this, he naturally wouldn’t have believed it.

It was far too ridiculous.

Even an Eternal Level sect wouldn’t dare claim such things.

"Did these people achieve their wishes after entering the Spirit Abyss Ghost River?"

The young man chuckled, seeming to find it all quite amusing.

"Almost all met their demise, none managed to come back..."

The middle-aged man laughed heartily.

"It’s just too funny, could this be some kind of conspiracy by the Blood God Sect?"

The young man laughed and asked.

"Hard to say, the Spirit Abyss Ghost River appeared only once and then disappeared as quickly. Afterward, the mist dissipated, leaving the Giant Dragon River as dry as ever, no different from usual.

In these eighty thousand years that followed, the Spirit Abyss Ghost River never appeared again, and who would have thought that now, this Linglong Lamp suddenly surfaced in the world..."

The middle-aged man shrugged with a smile.

"Big brother, then what’s the purpose of the Linglong Lamp?"

The young man asked, puzzled.

"The Linglong Lamp was given out by the Blood God Sect, and according to them, it’s a kind of life-saving charm!"

The middle-aged man sighed.

"If it’s a life-saving charm, how come none of them made it out?"

The young man sneered.

"The people of the Blood God Sect claimed that once you board the ghost blood boat, you hang the Linglong Lamp on the mast at the bow, and it ensures you won’t lose your way in the mist..."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said.

"But this Linglong Lamp is just a series of ordinary white paper lanterns, how could it possibly act as a guiding treasure! It’s obvious the Blood God Sect is full of deceit!"

The young man scoffed.

"You’re making a point... Although the Spirit Abyss Ghost River sounds absurd, there are still many who firmly believe in it, always hoping to fulfill their ambition through the Spirit Abyss Ghost River!"

The middle-aged man stated.

"Big brother, the sudden reappearance of the Linglong Lamp in the world, does it mean there’s already a rise of white mist at the Giant Dragon River?"

The young man rolled his eyes, an idea forming in his mind as he asked.

"Perhaps."

The middle-aged man nodded, turning to look in the direction of the Ice and Fire Wolf Clan’s dwelling place, his smile softening, "Their old Clan Leader is rumored to be on the brink of death, he likely wants to take a chance with the Spirit Abyss Ghost River?"

"Hmph! Once he enters the Spirit Abyss Ghost River, it’ll only hasten his death."

The young man stated bluntly.

"That isn’t certain, who knows what kind of place the Spirit Abyss Ghost River truly is?"

The middle-aged man sighed, his eyes filled with strong interest.

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