Chapter 96: Let’s Turn Back First

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Seeing the old man finally speak, everyone was secretly surprised.

Cheng Xu’s eyes flickered as he tentatively replied, “Senior knows the Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye?”

“Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye… Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye…” The old man murmured to himself, trying his best to recall something. In the end, he stopped because of a splitting headache. “Little child, do you know who I am?” Cheng Xu was stunned.

“This… How could 1 know who you are?”

The old man fell silent again.

Looking at the Demonic Path, Xu Lu had already woken up from the dizziness of the Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye. Seeing that the old man recognized the Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye, her heart couldn’t help but beat wildly.

She immediately signaled for everyone to retreat together.

It couldn’t be helped. That old man obviously had some relationship with the Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye. If he helped Cheng Xu and the others later, they wouldn’t even be enough to fill the gaps between the old man’s teeth.

Seeing that the Demon Dao people had retreated, Yan Changfeng and the others stared at the old man’s every move vigilantly, afraid that the old man would suddenly go crazy.

“Brother Cheng, are you alright?” Huyan Zan asked softly.

“I’m fine.” Cheng Xu heaved a sigh of relief. “This senior shouldn’t have any ill intentions.”

“That’s good.” Huyan Zan and the others gradually relaxed.

Seeing that the old man was silent and his eyes were empty, Cheng Xu could not help but ask softly, “Since you know the Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye, what is the origin of the Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye?”

The old man shook his head in confusion, and a black light flashed in his empty eyes.

Cheng Xu was not stupid. He instantly realized that the old man also had the Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye, and it was very likely to be the complete Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye.

“Could it be that you created the Ten Thousand Arts Evil Eye?” Cheng Xu’s eyes were shining.

“I don’t know. I can’t remember clearly.”

The old man’s eyes were dull, and his expression was that of a fool.

At this moment, Yan Changfeng and the others came over curiously. “Senior, did you come out from the depths of the Waste Realm?”

The old man looked back at the depths of the Waste Realm and nodded silently. Hearing this, everyone gasped.

“When did you come to Desolate Domain?”

“What’s it like in the depths of Desolate Domain?”

“How long did you walk before you came out?”

They asked a bunch of questions, but the old man ignored them.

“I think the old senior has a powerful background. Why don’t we bring him back and let the elders take a look?” Yan Changfeng suggested.

Thus, they tried to invite the old man onto Huyan Zan’s treasured ship.

At this moment, the old man seemed to have sobered up a little. He no longer had any thoughts of heading north and quietly boarded the treasured ship.

Just like that, they left the Endless Waste Domain with the old man uneasily.

Along the way, they would ask the elderly a few questions from time to time. Unfortunately, the old man basically did not answer. He only muttered a few words from time to time, which made everyone confused.

“Who am I… Southern Heavenly Gate… Where exactly is the Dao technique…”

Cheng Xu and the others looked at each other, obviously not understanding what he meant.

However, he was sure that this old man’s background and strength were not simple. It was only because he had stayed in the Waste Realm for too long that his magic power was exhausted, so there was no fluctuation of his aura.

“By the way, Senior, do you still remember where you used to cultivate?” Xue Lingyu asked in a low voice.

“I can’t remember…” The old man’s expression was dull as he muttered, “I only remember that there are many people around me. However, the old me is the only one left now…”

The few of them were confused and did not ask any further.

As they spoke, the treasured ship happened to pass by the wreckage of the previous spaceship.

Looking at the “Iron Mountain” standing on the wasteland, everyone could not help but sigh again.

The old man beside him seemed to have noticed the wreckage of the spaceship as well. He suddenly fell into an irritable state.

Before they could ask what was going on, the old man jumped off the boat and stepped on the top of the Iron Mountain.

Boom!

With a deafening sound, the metal mountain below was flattened by the old man’s foot.

The terrifying scene made their scalps go numb.

One had to know that the metal material used to destroy the spaceship was quite sturdy. Even Cheng Xu’s +5 flying sword could not leave a mark on it.

However, such a steel fortress like spaceship wreckage was actually flattened by the old man’s foot?

What was even more terrifying was that the old man did not even have any magic power now. He had done all of this purely by relying on his physical strength. How terrifying was that?

“My goodness, who exactly is Senior?” Huyan Zan’s jaw almost dropped from shock.

“Such terrifying physical strength, even a body cultivator would find it difficult to achieve, right?”

“Strange, why is Senior so excited about that magic treasure Iron Mountain?” Liu Qiao was puzzled.

“Perhaps Senior once fought with that magic treasure Iron Mountain?” Cheng Xu pondered and guessed.

In his opinion, only someone who had been f*cked by a spaceship would have such a violent reaction to the wreckage of the spaceship.

“You mean that Senior participated in that great battle?” “Impossible!” Yan Changfeng was incredulous. “That war was ten thousand years ago.”

“And that immortal corpse. If it’s true, this iron mountain magic treasure should belong to an immortal. Could it be that the war back then was a war between immortals and cultivators?”

At this point, even Yan Changfeng was rendered speechless by his own deduction.

“Maybe it’s really possible. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be any records of that war.” Cheng Xu said meaningfully.

“What do you mean?” Everyone was puzzled.

“Because all the cultivators who participated in the war died.”

Hearing this, everyone could not help but gasp.

Although this deduction was a little ridiculous, it was indeed logical. The only thing they could not understand was why the immortals would start a war with the cultivators of the lower realm?

While the few of them were making their deductions, the old man had already flown back to the treasured ship and sat cross-legged in his original position, silently in a daze.

“What happened to Senior? Was there something wrong with the Iron Mountain? Why are you so irritable?” Cheng Xu asked curiously.

The old man shook his head blankly. “I don’t know. 1 just feel inexplicably irritated when I see that thing.”

Cheng Xu exchanged glances with them and continued to ask, “Then have you heard of the great war 10,000 years ago?”

“Ten thousand years ago… A great battle…”

The old man muttered to himself for a long time, as if he was trying hard to remember something.

“Fine.” “When we return, we’ll see if the elders have anyway to help you recover your memory, Senior.” Yan Changfeng sighed.

After that, they didn’t question the old man anymore and brought him out of the Endless Waste Domain.

The moment they left the Waste Realm, the Spiritual Qi enveloped their bodies again. Even though the surrounding Spiritual Qi was extremely thin, it was like a sweet spring to them.

The old man’s eyes trembled as he stood up and greedily absorbed the surrounding Spiritual Energy.

“I’ll go! I’ll go!”

Cheng Xu and the others were shocked by the old man’s absorption of Spiritual Energy.

It couldn’t be helped. The old man’s absorption of Spiritual Energy was too terrifying. Rather than saying that he was absorbing, it was more like devouring.

The old man’s entire body was like a black hole, crazily devouring the surrounding Spiritual Qi. The sound of air currents produced by the gathering of Spiritual Qi whistled. With the old man as the center, a Spiritual Qi vortex with a radius of 1,000 feet formed.

“Senior, let’s smoke slowly. No one will snatch it from you.”

Cheng Xu and the others didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Unfortunately, the old man did not listen at all. He continued to devour Spiritual Energy as if he had never absorbed Spiritual Energy in his eight lifetimes.

Seeing this, everyone let him go.

As the group headed north, the surrounding Spiritual Energy became denser and denser. The old man’s devouring of Spiritual Energy also gradually weakened.

Perhaps it was because he had absorbed enough Spiritual Energy, but a faint light appeared in the old man’s empty eyes.. He said coldly, “Is this Mini Southern Heaven?”