Library of Heaven 2 Destiny Eternal

Chapter 547 Two Bulls
Zhang Xuan leaped off the Celestial Stone, his strength receding and his breathing gradually slowing down. He let the gale blow against his face, as if he were experiencing bungee jumping.

Look around.

There was no difference from before; no special space was found, nor were there any flowing barriers or air currents.

"Can't we get in?"

As he got closer and closer to the ground, even though he was usually calm, he began to feel anxious.

Getting hurt isn't a big deal; the main concern is not being able to find the entrance to the Primordial Chaos Domain.

"Since Chief Qingming said that jumping down like this will give us a chance to get in, then there's no problem. If others can get in, I certainly can too!"

Soon, Zhang Xuan calmed down and became like a carefree infant.

In that instant, it felt like returning to the womb, a peace I had never known before.

In a state of weightlessness, people forget all their worries, and this is exactly what happened to Chang Hsuan at that moment. As his mind became calm and he became free of desires, it was as if a light was coming from his eyes.

The next moment, they entered a special world.

Pfft!
Zhang Xuan fell heavily to the ground, then quickly got up and looked into the distance.

As expected of the legendary ancient battlefield, it was filled with the aura of slaughter, giving people a heavy sense of oppression. Wild grass, broken walls, and rubble... If one's cultivation level was not high enough, let alone moving forward, one might even feel short of breath from the pressure after taking just a few steps.

"So the way to enter the Primordial Chaos Domain is not by jumping off a cliff, but by returning one's mind to the mother body, to the origin!"

Remembering how he found this place, Zhang Xuan nodded to himself.

No wonder so many people fall to their deaths. During the fall, as long as one is filled with unease and fear, one can never find peace. If one cannot calm one's mind and find peace of mind, how can one be qualified to enter the world's number one divine realm of destiny?

Walking slowly forward along the crumbling wall, he soon saw a string of ghostly soldiers approaching him. There were about twenty of them, each holding a long spear and with expressionless faces.

These people did not possess a powerful aura or any real strength, making it impossible to discern their specific cultivation levels. However, their synchronized steps gave off a sense that they should not be easily offended.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Xuan's figure flickered and appeared at the back of the group. At the same time, his body wriggled and he became one of them. If you only looked at his armor and the spear in his hand, you would not be able to tell.

The ghostly soldiers seemed unaware of the extra person and continued their patrol quietly.

Following behind, Zhang Xuan remained silent, walking along the crumbling wall for about half an hour until they arrived at a somewhat dilapidated palace.

The palace roof and floor were overgrown with thatch, and the collapsed walls and crumbling rocks were scattered haphazardly everywhere.

The procession of ghostly soldiers walked along the old streets left by the palace for a while before stopping.

"Gentlemen, we will attack Yan Li Wang's army at dawn. Now go eat, and after eating, get some rest and conserve your energy!"

The leader of the ghost soldiers at the very front turned around and gave instructions.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded in unison.

"Count the number of people now!"

The leader turned around and looked at them: "Everyone, form a single line!"

Zhang Xuan wanted to hide, but it was too late. She had no choice but to follow behind the group and stand on the far right. The count was completed quickly.

"Why is there an extra person? Who are you, and where did you come from?"

The leader's eyes fell on Zhang Xuan, revealing a murderous intent.

"I……"

Knowing there was no way to explain, Zhang Xuan focused his mind and sent a powerful thought onto the other person.

With his current strength, even if the other party is at the Bodhisattva level, he can easily make them obedient and not waste any words.

Sure enough, under his mental influence, the leader became dazed and stopped asking questions, simply waving his hand dismissively. "Alright, I understand. Return to the ranks and prepare well!"

The leader rubbed his temples, turned and walked away into the distance. Zhang Xuan returned to the back of the group and followed, feeling puzzled as he walked.

Aren't these people ghost soldiers?

Under normal circumstances, ghost soldiers do not need to eat and their consciousness will be impaired. Even if you stand in front of them, they should not be able to count them. However, the other party not only discovered the mistake but also planned to punish them, which is obviously something is wrong.

"Let's see how the meal is going on first..."

With doubts in his heart, he did not rush to leave. He followed behind the group and soon arrived at a camp. There were soldiers like him everywhere, lining up to get their bowls and meals.

The person in charge of serving the rice was an elderly woman in her seventies with a full head of white hair, but her hands were very steady, and she could fill each spoon with rice.

The food looked pretty good, with source beast meat, dragon tooth rice, and all sorts of nutritionally balanced items. Eating it would quickly replenish one's strength.

"What kind of team are we, and who are we fighting against?"

Holding the prepared food, Zhang Xuan did not eat, but instead looked at a soldier next to him.

We had already exchanged some words on the way here, so we're somewhat familiar with each other.

This soldier, Erniu, is a native of the mountains. He has a crush on Sanya, a girl in the village, and wants to marry her. However, Sanya's father requires 10 Yuan coins as a bride price.

He came from a poor family and had no money to pay the bride price. Just then, the army was being recruited, so he came along.

"I've already saved up 97000 dowry coins. The leader said that after this battle, he'll give me an extra 5000 source coins as salary. I'm going home to marry Sanya soon!"

When the soldier spoke of Sanya, his eyes were filled with excited joy, as if he could see the mountain village girl who longed for his return in his gaze.

However... the man in front of us has been dead for at least tens of thousands of years. Perhaps the woman he longed for, Sanya, never saw her Erniu brother come to marry her, even on her deathbed.

"I'm afraid he was working for King Xuanjia back then. He was the most powerful king in our Eastern Region, with profound cultivation and a deep love for his people. We all liked him very much! As for the person he fought, he was called King Yanyang, a demon..."

Erniu explained as he ate, "How come you don't even know this?"

"My memory has been blurry lately, probably because of the injury..."

Zhang Xuan made up an excuse to brush it off, then asked suspiciously, "Do you know what year it is?"

"Of course it was the autumn of the 37th year of Xuanjia, our final battle against King Yanyang..." Erniu said.

Zhang Xuan frowned.

This Xuanjia 37th year should be the third seven-year period since King Xuanjia ascended the throne, but... how long ago that was is completely unknown!

Most importantly... the other party spoke with clear thoughts, without any of the muddled feeling of the Yin soldiers.

This is rather strange. If he is conscious, doesn't he know that he has been trapped here for tens of thousands of years?

How could it possibly be the autumn of the so-called 37th year of Xuanjia?

"So... what were you doing last year?" Zhang Xuan asked curiously.

"Of course it is..."

Just as Erniu was about to explain, a violent rumble suddenly came from the ground, like a bomb exploding on flat ground, followed by countless screams and noises.

"The Flame Sun King has launched a sneak attack! Everyone stop eating and prepare for battle..."

The leader's urgent shout echoed through the air.

(End of this chapter)