The Desert River Forbidden Land, Di Jiu had come here once. He had come with Zhuo Wenshu at the beginning, and had saved Zhuo Wenshu’s life, and he had gained some benefits.
The vague map left behind by Cheng Ji was the Desert River Forbidden Land, and he had repeatedly asked the jindan cultivator who had brought the jade slip. All that cultivator knew was that a jade slip had fallen into his hands, and then he was told to bring it to the Xinghe Sect to Di Jiu, who would naturally receive a spirit potion to advance to the Yuan Soul.
The Desert River Forbidden Land was simply not something a Jindan cultivator could enter, and that Jindan cultivator was probably reaching the end of his life span, so he wanted to go to the Desert River Forbidden Land to fight for his life. In fact, he planned to die in the Desert River Forbidden Land. Unexpectedly, a jade slip appeared in his hand, and as long as he sent it to the Star River Sect, he could get a Soul Condensation Pill. Even a fool would know how to choose.
Di Jiu was worried if Cheng Ji was still alive, it had been a few months since that Jindan cultivator had obtained the jade slip in the Desert River Forbidden Land.
The first time he came to the Desert River Forbidden Land, Di Jiu could only see the yellow sand filling the sky, and his divine thoughts could only search within a limited range. When he came to the Desert River Forbidden Land again, Di Jiu’s divine thoughts could already sweep out for thousands of miles. Not only that, he could hear a whimpering sound in the yellow sand.
He knew that the Desert River Forbidden Land was definitely not simple, there were too many ancient secrets hidden here. Di Jiu did not want to explore these secrets, he only wanted to find Cheng Ji as soon as possible.
The direction that Cheng Ji carved in the jade slip could be said to be very vague. If Di Jiu had not crossed into the Realm of Transformation, or if his divine mind had not exceeded the tenth level, it would be a bit difficult for him to find the vague direction that Cheng Ji carved.
However, Di Jiu’s current strength was one of the best in the entire Little Central World, and with his powerful divine mind, Di Jiu only spent half a day to find the location where Jackie had carved.
This location carved by Jackie was, in Di Jiu’s opinion, a top-notch concealment spell formation. Di Jiu didn’t know how Jackie had opened this concealment formation, but he had his own way.
The flame-light banner was raised, and the natural ban, which was originally flawless, suddenly appeared as a faintly defined formation base. Once again, Di Jiu grabbed several formation flags and dropped them, and simply opened a door to the forbidden system hidden in the violent yellow sand.
At the centre of this formation door was a boxwood tree root that could not be surrounded by a dozen people holding hands.
In the middle of the roots was a ladder leading down to the ground, and Di Jiu put away the flaming flag and landed on the ladder with one step.
The ladder was curved and stretched for an unknown length of time. Even when Di Jiu’s eleventh level divine mind stood on the ladder, it could only sweep out a thousand metres.
At least a dozen killing machines were hidden in this thousand-metre range, and as Di Jiu made his way down, there were constantly various traps and illusions affecting him. As long as he was not careful, he would have his little life buried here. This made Di Jiu understand the purpose of Cheng Ji’s call for him to come here. It was obvious that Cheng Ji knew that there was no way to get out and that was why she wanted him to come here to die.
Of course, she did not rule out the possibility that she could save him. As for the jade slip, Di Jiu also suspected that it was not sent out after Cheng Ji had entered this place, it was very likely that Cheng Ji had set up a means to send the jade slip before she entered this place, using a trace of her Yuan Shen to send the jade slip to a Jindan cultivator.
Only then would there be a reasonable explanation.
Cheng Ji should have calculated a lot, just not that he, Di Jiu, was an eleventh level divine mind, and this kind of secret calculation would not work on him.
After dodging countless traps and crises along the way, Di Jiu walked for a full two hours before he arrived in front of a huge coffin.
This coffin was different from other coffins, but stood upright.
The door of the coffin had been opened and was now hidden, and Di Jiu’s divine thoughts had surprisingly not penetrated inside.
Di Jiu stood outside the erected coffin door and felt it for a full half a column of time, he was sure that there was Cheng Ji’s aura here, not only Cheng Ji’s aura, but also the aura of two cultivators he was familiar with. In other words, three people had gone in here.
Making sure that he did not feel any danger, Di Jiu stepped into the coffin.
An aura of decaying death came from it, and Di Jiu felt his vitality fading rapidly. He accelerated his speed while grabbing out a seven-coloured coiled peach and swallowed it.
The seven-coloured coiled peach was barely ripe in the True Spirit World, and as Di Jiu swallowed one, the lost vitality fed back at a faster rate.
Di Jiu’s heart was overjoyed, the seven-coloured coiled peach was indeed a truly good thing. With this seven-coloured peach as a base, the decay and corrosion in this coffin would not be able to help him.
It was a bottomless coffin and Di Jiu entered through the entrance. No matter what methods he used, he just could not speed up in this coffin. After walking for half an hour, he did not come out from the bottom of the bottomless coffin.
Di Jiu was secretly horrified in his heart, if he did not have the seven-coloured peach, he would have lost his life long ago if he walked for half an hour in such a horrible coffin that corroded life. His divine thoughts swept out, the coffin was filled with dark space, a vague and hidden forbidden formation was touched by Di Jiu’s divine thoughts, he seemed to see a corpse still corroding in this forbidden formation.
This was not something good, and it seemed to sense Di Jiu’s divine thoughts prying, and an even more terrifying aura of decay seeped through from both sides of the coffin. Di Jiu was greatly alarmed in his heart. Although the seven-coloured coiled peach could give him vitality, he could only eat one. There was only one of these things that could have worked.
Seeing that the decaying breath was about to touch him, Di Jiu’s feet were empty and he had already stepped out of the coffin.
Di Jiu looked back at the black opening of the coffin and his scalp tingled a little. With his current strength, he was not even able to put up half a fight in that coffin.
From the moment he left the coffin, the life corrosion he felt was no longer there, and only then did Di Jiu breathe a sigh of relief. Before he could begin to take stock of his surroundings, a ghastly killing machine locked onto him.
“Snort!” Two killing Qi that tore through space had already appeared in front of Di Jiu’s eyes, and Di Jiu’s body flashed.
“Boom boom!” Two sounds exploded in quick succession and Di Jiu turned around to see two long nails nailed in the middle of the hard boulders under his feet.
Were these two coffin nails?
Di Jiu’s true essence field protected his surroundings and his divine thoughts spread out.
This seemed to be a burial chamber, and before Di Jiu had the chance to survey the chamber, he saw three people. To be precise, he saw three people nailed to the ground by coffin nails.
He knew two of the three, and a female cultivator he didn’t know but had seen before, as if she was the patriarch of either Star Luo Mountain or Heavenly Medicine Valley. The other two he knew, one was none other than Cheng Ji, the patriarch of the Waiting Immortal Clan who had lured him here, and the other was the patriarch of one of the Five Great Clans, the Purple Thunder Clan, Yan Xueyi.
In fact, among the five great sect masters, Di Jiu had the best impression of Yan Xinyi. This person was much better than Shu Hao Lan, and did not pretend to be anything, but Di Jiu still decided to kill him. Regardless of Di Fei Xue’s character, Di Fei Xue was at least a member of the Di family, and for Yan Blood Yi, an elder, to sweep Di Fei Xue’s whole body with his divine thoughts was in itself an act of a brute.
These three people were now all skin and bones, their vitality was weak to the extreme. Sensing that these three were not completely dead, Di Jiu’s divine thoughts began to search for something in this twilight chamber.
The chamber was shaped somewhat like a bedroom in the shape of an orb, and there was a bed directly inside the bedroom. On the side of the bed were two jade boxes, the outside of which was forbidden, so Di Jiu’s divine thoughts could not sweep in.
On the two sides of the chamber, there were also two rows of shelves made of topaz, and on the shelves on both sides were eleven items, each of which was imprisoned with a forbidden system.
Di Jiu walked over to that table and directly sent the two jade boxes into his true spirit world.
“Young Master Hong Ying ……” came Cheng Ji’s weak voice, Di Jiu turned his head to look at Cheng Ji who was nailed to the ground with coffin nails and said calmly, “Sovereign Cheng, it looks like you are not very lucky to be nailed in this place. ”
“Young Master Red Ta*sel, although I have thought about the situation that you would fall here, I also have the same glimmer of hope that you can break out of that perishing coffin and come to my rescue for a bit …….” Cheng Ji said so much in one breath, somewhat weak, rested for a while before continuing, “Actually, the main purpose I came here …… is really for you to find the Rift Boundary Talisman …… The Rift Boundary Talisman is on the topaz shelf on the left. ”
Di Jiu thought for a moment, although Cheng Ji was thinking that it was best for him to fall here, but as he said, he had at least helped himself to find the Cleavage Talisman. Thinking of this, Di Jiu opened his hand and the two nails that had nailed Cheng Ji to the ground were rolled away by Di Jiu and landed on the ground.
“Many thanks to Young Master Red Ta*sel.” As soon as Cheng Ji gained his freedom, he hurriedly grabbed out a few pills and swallowed them, then sat in place to heal his wounds.
“Haha, Young Master Red Ta*sel, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, I didn’t expect me and the Hazel Moon Snow Mountain Patriarch to see you in this place again.” Yan Xinyi was in a better frame of mind and was still able to laugh.
“Hazel Moon Snow Mountain Patriarch?” Di Jiu looked at the woman in confusion, thinking, “Isn’t the Hazel Moon Snow Mountain Patriarch a man? How come it was a female cultivator?
“It is none other than Hazel Moon Snow Mountain Trial Feng, Trial Feng has met Young Master Red Ta*sel.” The woman’s attitude was calm and unhurried.
Di Jiu vaguely felt that he had been set up by Di Feixue’s father and daughter, and he did not hesitate to roll away the nails on Yan Xueyi and Audible Feng, saving them both.