I Became Invincible After Sweeping The Floor For 70 Years Chapter 881 -: Heaven-leading River
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Engraved upon it were the characters, "Heaven-leading River."
"Heaven-leading River?"
Qin Chen and the others had never encountered such a name before.
Only Daoist Eastern Wolf furrowed his brow, addressing Qin Chen.
"Sir, the Heaven-leading River is a notorious forbidden zone nestled within the demon race's grounds. All living beings that tread upon its surface are doomed to sink. Should their primordial spirits fail to escape swiftly, they too shall perish."
As for how Daoist Eastern Wolf had managed to traverse it… it was precisely because their physical forms were lost that their souls could navigate the river unharmed.
"Is it truly that perilous?"
Qin Chen had no reason to doubt the man's words. After all, Daoist Eastern Wolf's very existence rested in his hands; the latter's demise meant his own. Thus, he harbored no suspicion of deceit.
What was spoken was likely the truth.
Qin Chen instructed everyone to halt and proceeded alone to the riverbank of the Heaven-leading River.
No vegetation grew in the vicinity. Who could say how long ago a stone tablet bearing the inscription "Heaven-leading River" had been placed here? The river itself flowed as black as night, obscuring all within its depths from view.
Daoist Eastern Wolf surmised that even an expert at the quasi-emperor realm might find it impossible to safely cross this river.
Given the terrifying description provided, Qin Chen maintained his vigilance.
A single misstep could mean instant death.
With this thought, he composed himself and began to ponder.
"How shall we proceed across?"
The moment anyone attempted to cross, their body would inevitably sink.
Following this, Qin Chen produced a spiritual boat, its speed rivaling that of certain demonic beasts known for their flight.
As Qin Chen steered the spiritual boat towards the opposite bank of the Heaven-leading River, it succumbed to the depths before long, as if an immense force were dragging it downward.
Qin Chen immediately perceived the predicament. Anything lacking a primordial spirit would sink.
Would their journey end here?
He hesitated to risk his extreme emperor weapon, fearing the Heaven-leading River might even drag down artifacts left by ancient great emperors.
Should such a scenario arise, reclaiming his artifact would necessitate abandoning his physical form.
Furthermore, the spatial integrity above the Heaven-leading River was critically unstable, rendering the void impossible to breach.
Forcing a crossing would only result in their descent into the Stygian waters.
Moreover, who could fathom what lurked beneath the surface?
A palpable fear gripped everyone as they witnessed the spiritual boat, piloted by Elder King, disappear into the abyss.
To them, crossing was an impossibility unless they were willing to shed their physical bodies, much like Daoist Eastern Wolf.
Otherwise, attempting to cross would be tantamount to suicide.
"Is there truly no other recourse?"
Daoist Eastern Wolf responded, "Master, there are records of demon race experts who successfully crossed with their bodies, but such instances are exceedingly rare, with only one confirmed case. However, the records are ancient, and the specifics have been lost to time."
Seeing the general helplessness, Qin Chen felt his initial elation fade. He had hoped Daoist Eastern Wolf might possess a solution. "Recount all that you know regarding the Heaven-leading River."
"Legend has it that the Heaven-leading River was formed from the destruction of a quasi-emperor realm expert on the cusp of ascending to the Supreme realm, an attack orchestrated by an unknown entity. Since then, virtually no one has managed to cross this river with their physical bodies. The river bifurcates the demon race's forbidden territory. Even the identity of the historical demon race expert who successfully crossed remains a mystery."
"You may depart."
Daoist Eastern Wolf respectfully withdrew back into the Dark Soul Wood. He held little hope that Qin Chen could overcome the river's challenge, unless the latter was prepared to relinquish his physical form.