Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 478 Wait and see what happens
On this day, Wang Luo stood on the Dingling Hall of Lingshan again.

Initially, he woke up from here. And this simple palace, which is not grand, is the starting point of his life.

Although his mind still carries the memories of more than twenty years before the catastrophe, the implanted memories are not his real past. All he has is the few years since he woke up.

And starting from the starting point of this life obviously has a different meaning.

Looking westward from the Dingling Hall, one can see that the sky is still immersed in the hazy blood mist. That layer of mist does not permeate the sky and earth to the west of Lingshan Mountain, but fills the eyes of every observer, as if to express a special feeling. The independent color highlights the specialness that does not belong to the Immortal Alliance.

In the long history of the Immortal Alliance, that touch of blood often meant the fear that kept people awake at night... Even around the year 1100 of the New Immortal Calendar, when the offensive and defensive trends in the Immortal and Wild Realms had long been reversed, a Yueyang people Negligence can still cast a shadow on the confidence of the entire Immortal Alliance. What's more, in this era, Rongcheng has marched westward with its head high, crushing hundreds of millions of strange beasts along the blood river, and smashing the immortal officials of the heaven who blocked the way. The fear in the hearts of the Immortal Alliance still lingers.

The purpose of Wang Luo's trip was to scrape off part of the blood that filled the world and lay a wedge for the Immortal Alliance in Mingzhou, one of the four remaining states of Tianzhizuo that had not yet been recovered. This allows people to see more clearly that the fear that has lasted for thousands of years can be dissipated.

People can already witness the victory of the Battle of Dinghuang in the midst of laughter, laughter and cheers. And this is the duty of a hero.

As a hero of the Immortal League, Wang Luo would certainly not set off alone. When he stopped at the Dingling Hall, the foot of Lingshan Mountain was already crowded with people. They were holding banners, flowers, fruits and vegetables, and shouting joyfully. Wang Luo puts the slogan into practice.

Wang Luo wanted to laugh a little, but his professionalism as an actor playing a hero allowed him to contain his emotions well.

Wang Luo walked to Crazy Lake, thinking that with his unique identity, he might be able to dig out a scaly claw, but unfortunately he found nothing until sunset.

In the past month or so, while Wang Luo was playing the hero, Rongcheng had been making great strides. Lu Youyou and others seemed not to take the affairs of Mingzhou New Heng Dynasty into consideration at all, and just moved forward, constantly expanding the territory of the Immortal Alliance. At this time, standing on the top of Lingshan Mountain, looking across Crazy Lake, you can even vaguely see the mountains of Mingzhou. The rolling mountains are like a high wall, blocking further views and hiding everything behind the mountains.

Everything in the golden leaf seemed to be just a big dream, but even Lu Youyou had an impression of what happened at that time. Obviously those things should have really happened. It's just... why there are no relics left in the wasteland that can record history is a mystery that no one can explain.

It was a blood-colored lake that seemed thicker and more twisted than when viewed from a distance. Even though the smell was filtered through layers of portable magic circles, it could still clearly reach Wang Luo's nose, making him subconsciously feel disgusted - —No matter which side of the fairyland you are looking at, Crazy Lake is not a pleasant place.

Rongcheng marched westward along the Blood River, and should have encountered the Songjia Fort along the way, but in fact, in the place in Wang Luo's memory, even if the ground was dug three feet, the remains of the Songjia Fort could not be found.

But he came here not for pleasure, but to find some answers.

As the national advisor of the New Heng Dynasty, he is the only bridge between the two places. His disappearance will undoubtedly cast a huge shadow on the Immortal Alliance's strategy of absorbing the New Heng Dynasty - because if the New Heng Dynasty cannot make up its mind to surrender to the Immortal League, Alliance, no matter how much good intentions the Immortal Alliance has, it will not help.

Wang Luo set out early in the morning. At about noon, when the sun was the brightest, he successfully arrived at Crazy Lake, which was the end point of the Rongcheng development.

In this regard, there are not without objections in the Immortal Alliance, but Wang Luo feels that the more so, the more he has to go to the front line in person.

The rest of the way is to be walked on foot. And this is based on safety considerations. Flying high in an unpredictable land is the privilege of a true immortal, or a true immortal like Zhang Jincheng's proud lackey. A mere Nascent Soul-level cultivator does not yet have that qualification. Only by staying down to earth and slowing down can we ensure safety—relative safety.

Compared with the memory carried in Lu Zhiyao's golden leaf, everything is beyond recognition.

And Wang Luo, at such a rather delicate moment, officially set out to leave the Immortal Alliance, carrying the respect and blessings of the tens of billions of people in the Immortal Alliance, deep into the wilderness.

Over the course of a thousand years, the tug-of-war of the Battle of Desolation had already turned Feng Lake into a crazy lake. The once magnificent Yanwu has not left even a trace... just like the Songjiapu where the little girl named Song Yuan was born.

If it weren't for Zhang Jincheng's direct appearance that day, no one would have been able to imagine that there was a country of 200 million people behind the mountains in Mingzhou.

According to the last procedure left by Lu Youyou, he put on a heroic posture facing the photo flower plate blooming beside him, and read some inspiring lines, which received bursts of cheers at the foot of the mountain... After that, he said to Looking west, I saw the bloody lake, Crazy Lake.

Crazy Lake, which once lived far away on the horizon, is now very close. The straight-line distance between the two places is only more than a hundred kilometers, almost within reach.

Some things will be too late if you don't do them now.

With a hint of self-deprecation, Wang Luo jumped down from the top of the mountain, shuttled through the clouds, crossed the mountain fortress on the western front, the hundred-mile mountain fortress west of the fortress, and finally crossed the Dinghuang barrier and set foot on the wasteland.

However, since their first meeting that day, Zhang Jincheng never appeared in front of the Immortal Alliance again and disappeared from the world.

For half a day, he hiked along the east bank of Feng Lake gradually deeper into the southwest, but found nothing. Even the strange beasts that were supposed to live around Crazy Lake rarely showed up.

As night fell, he had to stop temporarily. Because at this time, the wasteland has officially entered the most dangerous period of the day. The seemingly calm night in the Dinghuang Barrier is extremely different for the people inside.

Night fell from the sky like a substance, overwhelming everything. As the sun sank in the west, Wang Luo's perception of everything around him was suppressed by the night to an extremely narrow range. Even if he tried his best to expand his perception, he could only perceive a space less than a hundred meters around him. And this space is still slowly twisting and deforming. The wasteland at night seems to be a completely different world. And the appearance of this world, even after a thousand years, even when the pioneering journey of this Immortal Alliance is coming to an end, still seems particularly strange.

Before Wang Luo, there had never been a precedent for the Immortal Alliance's scouts to break through the boundaries between the left and right of the sky and penetrate deep into the wilderness. The left side of the sky is too slightly visible. Even in a place not too far from the Dinghuang barrier, few people can stay overnight and return to the Immortal Alliance. Therefore, everything under the night is strange to Wang Luo.

Being in a dangerous situation, Wang Luo didn't rely too much on it. According to the deduction he had made, he stopped and took out many magic weapons with him to hide his traces. After that, he would lie dormant until the sunrise, and then return to the scene under the sunshine. Start the journey.

This was his first night on the moor.

A night destined to be difficult to calm down.

"Woooooooo..."

Along the riverside, accompanied by a gust of biting wind, it was like the cry of a baby, easily penetrating through the several magic circles beside Wang Luobu and entering his ears. Almost as soon as the voice sounded, Wang Luo felt his eyes blur, his nostrils became hot, and blood started to flow.

The energy and blood that should be perfectly controlled within the innate Taoist body actually showed signs of losing control under the instigation of crying!

And this was the result of him deliberately setting up a very powerful magic circle to block eight or nine points of crying!

To be able to hurt him with such an understatement of crying, the thing that made the sound was at least a combined-level Great Wild Demon... When the local immortal officials launched a suicide charge against Rong City before, they mobilized almost all the troops on hand. But obviously with the size of the Ming and Mo states, even if they were expropriated for one round, there were still enough and dangerous creatures left. They may be afraid of Dinghuang City's divine power and dare not challenge it, but before Dinghuang City arrives, they have enough strength to guard their territory.

Wang Luo undoubtedly broke into the territory of an extremely dangerous wild demon that lived in Crazy Lake.

The cry was sad and erratic, as if it was gradually going away, but the next moment it suddenly came closer, almost wiping people's ears. This sense of hearing that is suddenly far and suddenly close will undoubtedly create a kind of pressure that continues to strain the nerves. And when the listener is alert to the approach of the enemy, the listener inevitably relaxes the control of the physical body's energy and blood. It is very likely that before the alien beast actually launches an attack, the cry has completely disrupted the energy and blood, and the physical body collapsed...

In terms of pure strength, facing such a powerful and cunning opponent, it would be difficult for Wang Luo to defeat him alone. In other words, after searching all the Immortal Alliances, I am afraid that only Lu Youyou, the leader of Zhuwang Kingdom, can compete. The rest of them would almost certainly die if they did not rely on numerical superiority and powerful magic array equipment.

Therefore, before Wang Luo set off, he was handed a treasure bag, which contained many top-notch magic weapons that the Immortal Alliance could prepare today. Among them, several kings even temporarily brought them from their own treasury to inherit the ancient treasures. It has been transformed by the masterful hands of future generations and is a unique national treasure.

And this is the treatment Wang Luo received only after he was promoted as a unique hero by the Immortal Alliance.

Now that he was facing danger, Wang Luo naturally did not hesitate. He immediately took out a plate of candles, ignited them with his true energy, and lit up some candle beans. Then, a strange fragrance filled the air. The fragrance itself does not seem to contain any magical power, but as the fragrance fills the air, the crying sounds seem to be dispersed, gradually moving away until the sound is inaudible.

The frost saliva collected by the Molin people from the Dragon Head Holy Mountain has an extraordinary effect in driving away alien beasts. Even the alien beasts in the fusion stage cannot resist the erosion of the scent.

However, the Holy Mountain Frost Crystals are extremely valuable. This seemingly ordinary plate of candles was enough to fill half of the stone street back then. No matter how friendly the Molin people were to Wang Luo, they could only sponsor one plate at a time, and every time they were lit, Each time, the candle will be significantly shortened - when used to expel extremely powerful beasts, the loss of the candle is even more astonishing. When Wang Luo put away the candle, he couldn't help but be speechless.

However, no matter how precious a prop is, it is worth the money as long as it has the expected effect. This was Wang Luo's first day deep into the wasteland, and he didn't plan to use too many of his trump cards.

And just when he was thinking about whether to move his position to avoid the crying beast that might come back again, he suddenly felt an astonishing storm coming from the distance. It was a storm created by thick and intense desolate poison, and it came so fast that if Wang Luo hadn't always been vigilant in the wilderness, he would have been caught off guard. But even with his preparations, he still felt heavy breathing when the storm hit.

If you were an ordinary member of the Immortal Alliance, just by being blown head-on by this desolate poison storm, you would most likely fall into severe pollution and risk turning into desolate... But although Wang Luo had the core of desolate poison condensed in his body, for a while, Also being pulled by the storm, things were not running smoothly.

In fact, this storm was not directed at him. According to Wang Luo's calculations, it broke out at least dozens of miles away, near the center of Crazy Lake. What spread to Wang Luo was just an aftermath. From this, it can be deduced that at the center of the storm, its power may be comparable to that of a true immortal!
In an instant, Wang Luo felt a chill spreading behind him.

True immortal? Where did the real immortal come from near this crazy lake now? All the immortal officials in Ming and Mo states have died or surrendered. And under the rule of Heaven, at least in places close to the Immortal Alliance, there are no true immortal-level beasts... So, it is the immortal officials from Heaven who support the front line who have arrived?
In the past month, Zhang Jincheng has never returned and has not even sent a message to the Immortal Alliance. Naturally, it has already triggered all kinds of speculations. Among them, the most worrying and most likely guess is that as the Immortal Alliance approaches Crazy Lake with overwhelming force, Heavenly Court is finally forced to resume normal operations and begins to increase troops to the front line.

And once it is really the front line of Tianting's reinforcements, then the current strategy of absorbing the Mingzhou New Heng Dynasty will basically be invalid. It is absolutely impossible for the Immortal Alliance to bypass the real immortal and interfere in Mingzhou's affairs. Leaving the Dinghuang enchantment, no one in the world can compete with the true immortals alone. Even a low-level immortal official is enough to destroy any Dinghuang army from the Immortal Alliance countries in the wasteland. As for the New Heng Dynasty itself? That country with 200 million people may have its own strength and prosperity, but as a testing ground that has been held captive by Heaven for thousands of years, it is impossible for people there to favor the Immortal Alliance when the Immortal Official is present.

Therefore, before Wang Luo set out, he had made an agreement with everyone: once the Heavenly Court increased its troops, Wang Luo's mission would be suspended as soon as possible, and then he would immediately return to the Immortal Alliance.

Even if it is to leave and come back in a short period of time and let the hero's reputation be ruined, it is better than to die worthless and delay the important event.

Therefore, when Wang Luo left Lingshan and set foot in the wilderness, he was already prepared to encounter the true immortal... It would be better to say that most of the national treasures in his treasure bag were used to save his life in front of the true immortal. Escape.

Now that a true immortal-level storm broke out in the distance, Wang Luo immediately began to make trade-offs in his mind and quickly made a decision.

Let's wait and see what happens.

(End of this chapter)