Ch. 1745 - Lin Ruhu’s Gluttonous Feast

Grand Sun Chamber was extremely vast.

Although it could not compare to the Three Corpse Cave, as one of the few buildings in the Three Corpse Burial Ground that had been preserved intact, it enjoyed immense popularity.

Unlike the corpse mist and deathly aura outside, inside Grand Sun Chamber there was almost entirely azure water energy and golden fire energy.

Here, water and fire were not opposing forces.

Instead, they blended into a single, harmonious power.

Water energy flowed like murmuring streams, while fire energy burned fiercely.

Under the interaction of these two forces, water and fire merged into a single gateway.

At this moment, Xu Zimo stood before that Water–Fire Gate.

“It’s said that Grand Sun Chamber was created by the Grand Sun Dao Lord. When the Fiend Tide of the Three Corpse Burial Ground erupts, one can enter here to take shelter,” Ouyang Xiu said as he appeared beside them, explaining.

This guy’s ability to gather intelligence was indeed impressive.

In such a short time, he had already investigated most of the Three Corpse Burial Ground.

He continued, “In fact, there are many buildings within the Three Corpse Burial Ground. They were all left behind by ancient beings or by people who came here at the brink of death.

“Actually, not everyone comes here solely for longevity treasures. But for you, aside from the Three Corpse Cave, it seems no other place would really interest you.”

Ouyang Xiu was right.

Xu Zimo was already an Infinite Dao cultivator. Ordinary inheritances and opportunities were meaningless to him.

“How much do you know about Grand Sun Chamber?” Xu Zimo asked.

“If this doesn’t work, then we can only go take a look at the Three Corpse Cave.”

“Inside Grand Sun Chamber is a mysterious power that isolates it from the corpse mist of the Three Corpse Burial Ground,” Ouyang Xiu replied.

“It’s said that corpses cannot enter this place. But there aren’t any real opportunities inside, so most people don’t pay much attention to it.”

“Then let’s go in and take a look,” Xu Zimo said.

“Count me in,” a light laugh sounded from the side.

Ye Qingcheng walked over slowly, accompanied by several guards.

“Have you found any clues?” Xu Zimo asked.

“No. He seems to have vanished without a trace,” Ye Qingcheng shook her head.

With a sigh, she said, “It seems the Three Corpse Cave is the only place left.”

“If there’s nothing elsewhere, then that really would be the worst outcome,” Xu Zimo nodded.

“Then let’s first go check the Three Corpse Cave,” he said, stepping into the Water–Fire Gate.

This gateway did not harm ordinary beings.

After entering, they found that the interior was not very large. The surroundings were completely covered in murals.

At the very center stood an altar containing flowing water and blazing flames.

“It’s just an ordinary altar,” Xu Zimo examined it and finally concluded.

“These murals seem to depict the origins of the Three Corpse Burial Ground,” Ye Qingcheng said as she looked at the walls.

“Unfortunately, they’ve been destroyed,” Xu Zimo replied.

The murals should originally have been complete, but they had been ruined by someone and were now too dilapidated to extract any information.

After some thought, Xu Zimo decided to walk the River of Fate once more, to see if he could find Lin Ruhu’s whereabouts.

“Protect me,” Xu Zimo said.

He sat cross-legged, his consciousness first entering the God World.

Then, following the God World, he used the Primordial Chaos Bead to peer into the River of Fate.

Lin Ruhu’s fate had previously continued unbroken, which proved that he was indeed still alive.

This time, Xu Zimo intended to follow the trajectory of the River of Fate to glimpse Lin Ruhu’s current situation.

This was extremely dangerous.

The River of Fate flowed ceaselessly.

It involved not just the fate of one person or one thing, but the destiny of the entire Nine Heavens and countless trillions of living beings.

To put it bluntly, the River of Fate was like a vast desert, while Xu Zimo was nothing more than a grain of sand within it.

Without the Primordial Chaos Bead, he would not even be able to enter the River of Fate, let alone observe fate itself.

“Ruhu, you’ve really given me a difficult problem,” Xu Zimo muttered.

He began to control the Primordial Chaos Bead.

As his strength grew, his control over the Primordial Chaos Bead deepened as well.

Primordial power spread throughout his being.

Boom, boom.

Wrapped in that power, Xu Zimo followed along Lin Ruhu’s line of fate, moving forward.

The River of Fate was far too grand and powerful.

Even with the protection of the Primordial Chaos Bead, Xu Zimo still felt an oppressive suffocation.

Traveling through the River of Fate, Xu Zimo himself had no idea how much time had passed.

The last time he had seen Lin Ruhu was after he became a Grand Emperor and opened the gate leading to the Nine Heavens, when Lin Ruhu had rushed through that gate as well.

That was where they had separated.

Now, Xu Zimo could only follow the line of fate from that moment onward in search of him.

After a long time, so long that Xu Zimo had lost all sense of time, he finally saw the end of Lin Ruhu’s fate line.

“Enter,” Xu Zimo shouted softly.

A brilliant light burst forth before his eyes, so intense that he could not open them.

Xu Zimo’s figure was wrapped in a warm glow.

Then, a scene appeared before him.

It was Lin Ruhu, sitting before a cauldron thousands of meters long, eating and drinking voraciously.

In his hands were phoenix livers and dragon pearls, all kinds of hundred-thousand-year-old celestial herbs, and what he drank was the essence blood of god beasts.

It was hard to imagine such an extravagant feast.

Any single item there would be enough to make others green with envy.

Yet Lin Ruhu ate one bite after another, never feeling full, instead savoring everything with relish.

Like a glutton, his stomach seemed like a bottomless pit.

Suddenly, Xu Zimo sensed something.

He looked behind Lin Ruhu.

Floating in the void was a coffin.

If one looked closely, one could see streams of special power flowing from the coffin into Lin Ruhu’s body.

Xu Zimo frowned.

“Who dares to watch me?” At that moment, an ancient voice exploded in Xu Zimo’s ears like thunder from the heavens.

Boom.

The scene before Xu Zimo shattered and dissipated completely.

His consciousness returned once more to the River of Fate.

“What was that just now?” Xu Zimo felt lingering fear in his heart.

“The Three Corpses? Or some other evil thing?”

But he could tell that it was not something good.

At that moment, however, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Lin Ruhu’s line of fate had changed.

The original fate line had split into two.

One was black, the other white, extending in two different directions.

These two lines of fate seemed inherently opposed to one another.

At times the black line was stronger, at times the white line prevailed.

Each sought to suppress the other.

“How could this happen?” Xu Zimo was deeply puzzled.

This was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation.

Could a fate line actually split?

At that moment, the Primordial Chaos Bead began to grow unstable.

Xu Zimo knew he had reached his limit. He immediately controlled the Primordial Chaos Bead and withdrew from the River of Fate.

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