After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Lin Fengmian frown and look displeased, so she quickly shut her mouth and obediently lowered her head.

After a while, she seemed to remember something else.

He raised his head, his face serious as he reported to Lin Fengmian:

"Oh, right, Master, there's something I need to report to you."

Lin Fengmian didn't pay much attention and casually hummed in agreement.

Xiao Ling'er's voice carried a hint of nervousness and unease:

"That's right... Situ Feng is dead!"

"What?!"

Lin Fengmian's expression changed drastically, and his heart sank!

He immediately separated a wisp of his divine consciousness and sank it into the area within the spiritual spring space specifically used to imprison living beings.

As expected! Situ Feng remained seated cross-legged in the same spot, motionless.

But at this moment, his entire body was completely stiff, his face was ashen, his lips were purple, and he had lost all vitality.

No breath left! Completely dead!

Lin Fengmian's brows furrowed tightly, his heart churning with turmoil.

The spiritual energy within the Spirit Spring space is incredibly rich, comparable to a legendary blessed land. Logically, even a severely injured person should be able to...

Staying inside could slow down the injury and nourish the body, so how could he suddenly die?

He glanced subconsciously at Xiao Ling'er, who was alive and well beside him, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him.

Xiao Ling'er was able to remain unharmed in the Spirit Spring Space because she had already entrusted her life soul to him.

She has the deepest soul connection with him, so the Spirit Spring Space considers her "one of its own," allowing her to exist and cultivate with the help of spiritual energy.

As for Situ Feng—although he was imprisoned, he never handed over his life soul, and in essence, he was still an outsider!

This spiritual spring space actually has such a domineering master recognition mechanism!

Those who are not bound to my soul shall not live long.

They might even be instantly annihilated by the domineering power of the laws contained within!

While still feeling lingering fear, Lin Fengmian also gained a deeper understanding and apprehension towards this treasure that had accompanied him through his transmigration.

Seeing his solemn expression and looking at the wounds on his body, Xiao Ling'er stopped asking questions and silently treated his injuries.

After quickly tidying himself up and changing into clean clothes, Lin Fengmian took a deep breath.

Gazing at the endless, desolate swamp before him, he pointed into the depths of the mist:

"Let's go, we can't just stay here and die."

We need to figure out what kind of place this is and find our way back!

The two trudged forward through the desolate swamp, their steps uneven.

The muddy water underfoot was icy cold, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of rot and sulfur.

All around were withered, strange trees and jagged rocks. Occasionally, some oddly shaped, never-before-seen fish would be startled and rise from the murky puddles.

But apart from that, there wasn't a single living creature in sight.

This journey lasted for three whole days and three nights!

Apart from the cold muddy water under their feet and those ugly swimming fish, they didn't see a single ghost! Let alone any way out!

Lin Fengmian grew increasingly anxious; he was eager to return home! He hadn't even had a chance to make a significant impact in Zhongzhou yet.

He was forced to flee to this godforsaken place, and the frustration and resentment in his heart were almost overflowing.

"That old bastard Li Cheng! Could he just run away?"

"And what about Mili and Chan'er? Are they safe now? Will the Situ family harm them?"

"Back in Qingzhou, what about Xiyue, Qingyao, Qingyi, Honglian... do they think I'm dead?"

The thought of his beautiful and delicate fairy-like companions made Lin Fengmian feel as if his heart was bleeding!

I finally gained a foothold in the Hehuan Sect and built my own little harem. If I can't go back, wouldn't all my efforts be in vain?!

He forced himself to calm down and carefully recalled the last moments before he was sucked into the void turbulence.

Situ Yanran, along with those Nascent Soul stage monsters from the Situ family, were too close to the void rift at the time, and it seems... they were also swept in!

However, they don't have the Boundary-Breaking Beads to protect them!

A cold glint flashed in Lin Fengmian's eyes: "Hmph! Those old bastards and that poisonous woman are most likely dead, their lives ending in the void! Serves them right!"

"But... what if?"

A faint unease surfaced in his heart. If someone were to miraculously survive, that person, with their Nascent Soul stage cultivation, would surely adapt to this unfamiliar world much more easily than he did.

If I were to run into them then, given my current weakened state, I'm afraid I'd be in grave danger.

Several more days passed, and Lin Fengmian led Xiao Ling'er through the desolate swamp, only to find the same monotonous desolation.

Even Xiao Ling'er, with her usually aloof and reserved nature, now spoke with a hint of confusion and unease:

"Young master, what... should we do next?"

Lin Fengmian frowned and stopped in his tracks.

He tried to recall the strange tales and local chronicles he had read in the Myriad Paths Immortal Alliance's cultivation technique pavilion.

Suddenly, a terrifying record flashed through his mind!

"This damn thing looks just like the Sealed Spirit Land, the number one of the ten forbidden lands of the Xuan Tian Continent, as described in the books!"

His pupils contracted sharply, and a chill ran through him. He tried desperately to recall the contents of the yellowed ancient book he had found in the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance's cultivation technique pavilion—

The so-called Sealed Spirit Land is said to be the final battlefield where all the powerful cultivators of the Xuantian Continent fought against the extraterrestrial demons in ancient times.

It is said that the war was unprecedented and unparalleled. For the first time, all cultivators across the Nine Provinces, regardless of whether they were righteous or demonic, set aside their prejudices and sectarian biases.

To protect this land, they gathered here with a death wish, forming the last line of defense.

The ancient books clearly state that if that defensive line is breached, the entire Xuan Tian Continent will be turned into a hell, and all living beings will suffer.

That battle was extremely fierce.

The most renowned cultivators of the Xuan Tian Continent fought a fierce battle against the invading extraterrestrial demons for ten days and ten nights, with rivers of blood flowing.

Many cultivators fought until their spiritual energy was exhausted and their magical treasures were destroyed.

Despite his bloodshot eyes, he charged toward the hideous and terrifying extraterrestrial demons, choosing without hesitation to self-destruct his nascent soul and fight to the death.

In the end, the human race achieved a pyrrhic victory, but they were unable to completely eliminate the demons. They only managed to seal the remaining demons beneath the ruins of this battlefield.

After this battle, the laws of heaven and earth in this place were shattered, mountains and rivers were overturned, the Great Dao was broken, and for hundreds of millions of years nothing has grown.

Not even a trace of spiritual energy can remain—this is the Sealed Spirit Land, also known as the "Burial Ground of Gods and Demons".

Lin Fengmian looked down at the bottomless swamp at his feet again, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the sunken outline looked like a giant handprint.

To create such a terrifying crater with a single strike, what kind of world-destroying power must it possess?

"Damn it, how come I run into something like this just by randomly entering a void turbulence?!"