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Chapter 223: 208: The Past of the True Immortal

An eerie aura wafting from his surroundings made him instinctively uncomfortable.

Afar, five strikingly prominent white columns, tilted and towering, pierced the sky.

Xiao Heng looked down at his feet, finding the ground composed of the same white material.

“Where is this…”

Xiao Heng was puzzled.

He remembered he should be on an uninhabited island, right?

Could this be a dream?

Xiao Heng instinctively pinched himself.

“Ouch!”

The intense pain brought Xiao Heng back to his senses instantly.

“It’s not a dream?”

Xiao Heng was suddenly filled with fear.

He shivered and looked around.

In the distance was an endless void of darkness, filled with an ancient and weary air.

The ground beneath his feet and those five white columns in the distance were all connected.

They floated desolately in this space.

Xiao Heng suddenly felt that he recognized this place from somewhere.

After observing it closely for a while, a picture flashed across his spirit consciousness.

The more details he noted, the more familiar the place seemed. Xiao Heng was so startled that he stumbled and fell, trembling all over. “Could this be… the Jade Hand of the White Skeleton?”

This bizarre occurrence was beyond Xiao Heng’s comprehension.

Fear instantly consumed him, causing him to instinctively curl up, just like an ostrich, burying his head within his arms.

Despite that, as the proverb goes, the newly born calf is not afraid of tigers.

After a long time, noticing that there were no other movements within this space,

The curiosity in Xiao Heng’s heart gradually overcame his fear. He got up and began to cautiously explore this space.

The current area he was in, a part of a massive hand, was wide open, so there was no need to worry about falling into the endless void below.

This place was mostly filled with ruins and remnants, as if a fierce battle had once raged here and destroyed all the buildings.

Making his way through the ruins, he was soon drawn to something.

A broken long sword, stabbing straight into the ground.

Dark red bloodstains covered the sword.

As Xiao Heng approached it, he realized that the sword had initially pierced through a skull before being thrust into the ground.

“I don’t know how long this place has been here. This sword has stayed intact for so long, it must be quite the treasure,” Xiao Heng thought as he approached it cautiously.

Grabbing the sword in both hands, he gave a forceful tug.

He pulled the sword out.

However, before the ecstatic Xiao Heng could properly examine his new treasure, the ground beneath him began to shake violently.

“Sneaky Alliance of Thousands of Immortals!”

The skull that the sword had impaled on suddenly let out a roar of rage and shot up into the sky.

Xiao Heng was startled once more, falling onto the ground with a thud.

The long sword in his hand clattered onto the ground as well.

Perhaps the noise attracted the attention of the skull. A pitch-black beam shot out from its dark eye sockets and hit the sword.

“Bang!”

The long sword vanished in an explosion.

Just as the beam was shot out, Xiao Heng instinctively jumped out of the way, avoiding the blast.

Still, he was covered in cold sweat.

“Mercy, please have mercy on me, venerable one!” Xiao Heng immediately dropped to his knees and began kowtowing. He was constantly shouting for mercy while keeping his eyes on the flying skull, ready to make a run for it if things turned south.

It seemed like Xiao Heng’s cries had some effect.

The voice from the skull seemed to be somewhat puzzled, “Huh? Not from the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals? Where did this kid come from?”

Then the skull flew high into the sky, took a spin around the area.

After quite a while, it returned to its original position, muttering regretfully, “I can’t believe so much time has passed…”

Seeing that the skull did not seem to have any hostile intentions, Xiao Heng heaved a sigh of relief.

He tentatively asked, “Venerable one, where is this place? Can I go back?”

The skull sneered, “It’s really odd. How could you not know where you are if you could enter this place? And you dare ask me?”

Xiao Heng was slightly wronged, “But, venerable one, I didn’t lie. I really have no idea where I am.”

“Humph!”

The skull was obviously disbelieving. It flew rapidly closer and circled around Xiao Heng repeatedly.

Using its dark eye sockets, it studied him closely.

“Hmmm? There’s no trace of any ritual, how did you get here?” After a long time, the skull seemed to have discovered something and asked doubtfully.

“Huh?” Xiao Heng was completely baffled by the question.

But soon, he caught on, “The hand bone! I have a hand bone just like this place!” “Venerable one, is this place inside that hand bone?”

“Hand bone?”

The skull had a sudden realization, “So, that’s how it is.” “Kid, you’re not from Xuanhuang World, right?” the skull asked.

“Xuanhuang World? What’s that?” Xiao Heng was rather confused.

“Hehe, it is what people usually refer to as the Immortal Cultivation World. Kid, in the world where you come from, were there any legends of cultivators?”

Xiao Heng looked a bit strange. After thinking for a while, he confessed honestly, “I hail from a place called Da Li Dynasty. Not long ago, some of my folks and I were brought into the Immortal Cultivation World by a cultivator.”

“What?” The skull seemed rather startled and quickly asked anxiously, “Your original body is in the Immortal Cultivation World right now? Are there any cultivators from the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals around you?”

Xiao Heng shook his head, “The cultivator who took us out of Da Li apparently encountered a cultivator from the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals. He had committed some sort of treason, then the two of them started fighting. We took the opportunity to escape to a deserted island.”

“The cultivator who took us eventually found us but unfortunately, he perished..”