I have 99 innate treasures

This is a gray world shrouded in haze. Layers of piled up dark clouds press down to the air as if within reach, making the air dull and depressing.

Zhang Qianren stood on a beach, with an endless black and red ocean in front of him. The cold wind was blowing the waves, bringing with it a suffocating stench.

As soon as he smelled a little bit of the scent, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes and almost fainted from the disgusting stench.

Zhang Qianren hurriedly held his breath, however, the stench seemed to penetrate everything. Even if he stopped breathing, his soul was still swaying under the smell.

Even his spiritual sense could not reach too far and was suppressed within a dozen meters around him.

Zhang Qianren looked around with a grim expression and found that except for the black and red ocean in front of him, there was a vast empty space on both sides that was beyond his sight.

Directly behind him was an endless stretch of pitch-black mountains.

"What the hell is this place?"

Zhang Qianren cursed inwardly, not daring to stay for even a moment, and hurriedly urged his flying sword to escape from this ominous place.

But when he soared into the air and looked down from a great height, he discovered that there was a huge pit in the center of the ocean, with scarlet sea water gushing out of it, pushing the sea water to form rolling waves.

This pit seemed to be hiding something terrifying. Just a glance at it from a distance made Zhang Qianren feel an indescribable chill down his spine.

After he stayed quietly in the air for a few breaths, he suddenly covered his chest amid the sound of waves, his face becoming horrified.

Zhang Qianren found that the longer he looked at the pit, the faster his heart beat. And it continued to speed up strangely. He only stayed in the air for a few breaths, but his heart began to pound against his chest, and an extremely strong urge surged in his heart!

It gave him a feeling that his heart wanted to burst through his chest and fly to the pit.

Zhang Qianren suppressed his shock and retreated quickly.

But after he turned his sword and flew a dozen meters, he suddenly had a premonition that the exit was right there.

Immediately afterwards, thoughts began to emerge in his mind one after another.

"Do you want to take a chance and explore?"

“Maybe the exit is right there!”

"This place is so strange. If we continue to stay here, something unexpected might happen. Why not go and take a look?"

Zhang Qianren's reason and intuition warned him at the same time that there were many dangers there and if he was not careful he would be doomed, but his heart was urging him to get closer.

Finally, Zhang Qianren, with a ferocious look on his face, gritted his teeth, turned the sword and flew towards the seemingly endless dark mountain range behind him, praying silently in his heart that there would be a glimmer of hope for him.

However, when he was halfway through the flight, he suddenly stopped and stared at the mountain range with his pupils shrinking.

It turned out that the pitch-black color he saw was not the true color of the mountains, but an illusion caused by the yin energy that was so dense that it was almost tangible.

Even if Zhang Qianren was ignorant, he knew that under the nourishment of such rich yin energy, even the most insignificant stones and plants could turn into monsters.

If there were more corpses buried in the mountains, under the nourishment of the almost tangible Yin energy, they would probably have turned into unimaginable horrible creatures!
The Huangquan Taoist Sect is most famous for its achievements in raising ghosts and refining corpses!

In such a natural place for raising corpses and ghosts, how could there not be zombies and evil spirits?
Zhang Qianren really didn't want to go over there, but there was nothing around except the ocean and the mountains. Although the yin energy near the mountains was dense, it didn't bring him the chill like the 'blood sea pit', nor did it make him feel weird.

Therefore, after hesitating for a long time, Zhang Qianren finally suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly approached the mountain range.

When he spent nearly half an hour getting close to the mountains, the yin energy could no longer block his sight, and he finally saw the true scenery of the mountains.

This was actually a mountain range made up of countless white bones. Many of the peaks had already penetrated into the dark clouds. What frightened Zhang Qianren the most was that the white bones that made up the mountain range were still moving slowly. Driven by these bones, the entire mountain range was wriggling towards a certain direction at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

From a distance, this mountain range looks like a giant maggot made up of countless bones.

After discovering the strangeness of the mountain, Zhang Qianren did not dare to hesitate, and immediately turned the sword around and fled with a tingling scalp.

But in this world, there are unimaginable weirdness everywhere.

No matter how he flew to the left or right, he could not see the edge, nor any living creatures. All he could see was the increasingly dark sea of ​​clouds and the gray-brown wasteland.

Moreover, he was clearly flying towards the left, but after flying for several hours, he returned to the starting point, as if the left and the right were an insurmountable circular space.

At this time, dark clouds were already pressing down on his head. As long as he raised his arms high, he could reach into the endless rolling sea of ​​clouds.

Zhang Qianren could only lower his flying altitude and continue looking for a way to leave this strange world.

But in fact, the most bizarre power has descended upon Zhang Qianren, causing him to forget the existence of the 'Ruyi Jingu Bang', and this innate treasure has also disappeared from his side.

But he didn't realize it.

After a few more hours, the distance between the dark clouds and the ground was only a few hundred feet. The already thin spiritual energy in the air had been isolated in the cloud layer by the sea of ​​clouds. The consumption and recovery of spiritual energy were no longer proportional. Zhang Qianren could only lower the flight altitude again and again, and the dull and depressing feeling in the air had already made Zhang Qianren feel suffocated.

He could choose not to breathe, but he could not help absorbing the increasingly thin spiritual energy in the air.

When the dark clouds in the sky almost pressed down to the ground, Zhang Qianren discovered that the sea of ​​clouds was also the product of the condensation of Yin energy. After penetrating the Yin energy layer, a horrifying scene that made him shudder with fear appeared before his eyes.

The sky behind the clouds was actually made of moldy and blackened human skins.

What horrified him the most was that as time passed, these human skins turned into blurry faces without facial features. These faces pressed hard on the human skins, as if they would break the skin in the next moment. The outlines of mouths opened through a layer of skin, as if they were wailing and screaming, but no sound came out.

The fear in Zhang Qianren's eyes had become extremely intense, and his eyes were unconsciously filled with bloodshot.

Then he discovered that the seemingly ordinary gray-brown ground was actually flesh and blood as hard as iron, and the sand on the beach was actually countless broken teeth.

Zhang Qianren finally understood...

This world is actually made up of an unimaginable number of corpses!
The fear in his heart had accumulated to the limit at this moment, but his state of mind did not collapse. Instead, it began to turn towards madness.

The fear in Zhang Qianren's eyes had turned into an extremely creepy violent look. Even his lips, which had been tightly pursed, gradually opened up to reveal a hideous smile.

He began to fly towards the sea of ​​blood on his sword, between the dark clouds and the ground. (End of this chapter)