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As the atmosphere within the black hole grew inexplicably eerie, Ye Feng, who had been in a deep coma, became an unnoticed figure. Initially, he radiated brilliance, even drawing a mix of fear and caution from individuals like Huang Yao, who hailed from royal lineage.
After all, Ye Feng had received special treatment from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect and the Eight Great Hall Masters, and his performance in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons was outstanding, causing various Martial Saint Hall Masters to compete for his attention. Such a halo was something that Huang Yao and others could hardly imagine.
However, when a person's brilliance fades and no longer showcases past glory, no matter how exceptional they are, they will ultimately be forgotten in the shadows. The mystery of when Ye Feng, whose mind was captivated by the murals of Titan's Abyss, would awaken remained unsolved. Although Cheng Ze and Zong Nan were concerned about him, the current situation left them little room for idle thoughts; self-preservation was already difficult enough.
Thus, while Huang Yao tentatively conversed with Zong Nan and others, Ye Feng was positioned at the back. They were unaware that at this moment, Ye Feng had entered a wondrous state where the history of the Ancient Demon God lay sealed within this strange Underground Palace.
Those bizarre fragments gradually flowed into Ye Feng's mind like blood. Although his Soul Thought had been entirely absorbed by the mural, it was not a loss of soul but merely a sealing of his thoughts, allowing him to perceive more deeply within the endless fragments of murals.
A strand of consciousness converged into his Divine Soul, drifting among the murals. The essence of divination lies in being able to know five hundred years into the past and five hundred years into the future through observation. This ability is defined by the strength of one's Divine Soul. During his Re-examination, Ye Feng's divination test was deemed Exceptional.
For centuries, hardly any disciple of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect possessed such talent! It was no wonder that Qianjizi was so excited; after all, when he was tested back then, he was merely considered excellent. Therefore, Ye Feng could see further than even Qianjizi.
As for where he obtained such a powerful Soul Thought, it likely stemmed from his past life as a cultivator. The Divine Martial Continent could not possibly know that a reincarnated cultivator lay hidden within a boy who should have been considered a Waste Material.
At this moment, this boy radiated an incredibly dazzling light; that strand of Divine Soul was indeed Ye Feng's consciousness. Although it was temporarily sealed against the outer stone wall, he did not lose his thoughts; his soul merely ventured into a bewildering space!
This space was none other than the Mural World!
"Is this the secret of the Titan's Abyss?" murmured Ye Feng, his entire soul appearing hazy yet humanoid. What lay before him was no ordinary mural but an incredibly realistic world!
He floated above this world, gazing down at the scene with shock and astonishment. Below him were towering giants over ten meters high, mercilessly slaughtering every weak creature on the ground. Compared to them, even the strongest beings seemed like mere weeds!
With a wave of their hands, boundless Chaotic Origin Power erupted forth, shaking even the distant heights where Divine Soul Ye Feng resided! In his memories, there was no knowledge about the Titans; however, this scene provided him with an impromptu lesson!
It turned out that at the dawn of chaos, the Divine Martial Continent appeared as nothing but desolate ruins. Here, there were no humans or even any semblance of monstrous beasts—only endless desolation and those terrifying beings known as the Titan Race!
These giants seemed to have emerged from thin air. From what he observed in these horrific scenes, Ye Feng could only deduce that these giants were so powerful that even today's Martial Saints could not withstand a single blow from them—the most formidable power among the top ten source powers in existence: the Chaotic Origin Power.
This power belonged inherently to those fearsome giants beneath him. The more he watched, the more dread filled his heart; under this terrifying slaughter by the Titans, those creatures that appeared to be monstrous beasts had no capacity for resistance whatsoever!
Everywhere lay corpses and dismembered bodies; blood stained the setting sun red. The entire land echoed with fearful cries and heart-wrenching wails! Unbeknownst to him, this scene depicted what transpired ten thousand years ago when demons first breached humanity's realm intending to wreak havoc on the Divine Martial Continent.
Unexpectedly, they were ruthlessly crushed by a demon god from the Titan Race! All that remained in Ye Feng's heart was profound disgust—how many prodigies must have been slain to create such an apocalyptic tableau?
"Why would such a powerful race become extinct? What kind of force could annihilate them?" Ye Feng found it hard to understand. He was well aware that in the current Divine Martial Continent, there was no trace of memory regarding the terrifying Titan Race, neither among the elderly nor in most books.
Perhaps there were records in ancient scrolls from an even more distant past, but that no longer mattered. What was important was that Ye Feng could not comprehend how the mural had preserved such a vivid power that could seal his Soul Thought within it.
This history lesson came too suddenly, so abruptly that he wasn't mentally prepared for it! The situation before him was such that even if he didn't want to look, he couldn't temporarily escape this Mural World. Thus, driven by a significant amount of curiosity, he could only grit his teeth and continue watching!
He watched for quite a long time; estimating the time, it must have been at least as long as it takes to burn an incense stick before the slaughter underground came to a pause. From a distance, not a single Titan Race had fallen; beneath their feet lay only the shattered remains of Monstrous Beasts, causing Ye Feng's stomach to churn!
Although the Divine Soul lacked perception, subconsciously, he felt nauseated because he saw those Titan Race members actually beginning to devour those dismembered fragments, the crunching sounds clearly reaching his eardrums despite the considerable distance!
The sound was eerily close to his ears! It was hard not to listen!
"Summoning me here just to show me this disgusting scene?" Ye Feng was filled with confusion, furrowing his brow as he struggled to suppress his urge to vomit. He simply couldn't understand; he didn't believe that a mural sealed for so many years still possessed such magical abilities!
In his view, the reason he had been trapped in the Mural World was likely due to someone pulling strings behind the scenes!
So who could it be? Who possessed such terrifying power capable of actively capturing Ye Feng's soul?
The answer wouldn't be revealed so quickly. Ye Feng endured the prickling sensation on his scalp as he finished watching the massacre by the Titan Race. Then, he observed as those Titan Race members returned to their lairs after sunset, leaving behind a scene of devastation and an overwhelming stench of blood that was nauseating!
"Is this how it ends?" Ye Feng felt utterly perplexed. He pondered deeply but couldn't analyze its meaning.
However, one thing he could confirm was that this Underground Palace was indeed a relic left behind by the Ancient Demon Gods. With this realization, he seemed to understand the conspiracy on Yue Ma Plain; the reason Blue Stream Villa went to such lengths to set this trap became clear!
Yet what puzzled Ye Feng was how this related to him. He had come solely for the rewards from Blue Stream Villa; regardless of what Lan Yuanfeng intended, he just wanted to kill as many Rogue Bandits as possible on Yue Ma Plain while preserving his life.
With the secret of Titan's Abyss exposed, it brought him no benefits. So what were the intentions of the Powerful Being who forcibly drew him into this Mural World?
This was merely one of his speculations; he believed that simply relying on this mural sealed for countless years wasn't enough to ensnare someone like him, a former cultivator. After all, Ye Feng possessed an Innate Spirit Summoning Technique and had mental strength unimaginable to martial artists in this world!
Though his cultivation from his previous life was gone, his mental strength remained. The greatest asset of a cultivator is this mental strength; in terms used in Divine Martial Continent, mental strength is referred to as Soul Thought or Divine Soul! Although his Divine Soul hadn't evolved to a level where it could look down upon everything,
it certainly wasn't something an ordinary person could compare with. At least, Fate Hall's Hall Master Qianjizi's Divine Soul might not be as powerful as his. Therefore, given these conditions, merely relying on this Titan's Abyss that had been eroded by time for who knows how many years would definitely not be enough to trap him!
"Who exactly are you, senior? Why do you trouble me, a junior? I have no intention of competing for treasures within this Underground Palace; I hope you will let me go!" After pondering for a long time, Ye Feng shouted into the empty Mural World with his Divine Soul.
Although his Divine Soul was extraordinary, during his earlier observation of the underground scene, he had already tested things out. If he wanted to leave this Mural World using his own power, it would take a considerable amount of time and require him to exhaust his Soul Thought to forcibly break through this world's barrier.
This ability sounds incredible, but compared to the opening of a rift between the demon realm and the human world, it is much easier! However, even the easiest rift requires a long time. Ye Feng calculated that without external assistance, it would take at least one Tian Yi night to escape from this Mural World!
For him, this one Tian Yi night felt too long. After all, he had no idea how complicated things were outside. Cheng Ze and the others might have already left with their own lives. He could sense that his own life was not outside but was lingering somewhere!
If he did not manage to get out soon, and if Cheng Ze and the others encountered some unexpected incident that damaged his life, then even if his Divine Soul managed to escape and leave this Mural World, he would have no life to attach to, becoming a wandering soul.
The severity of such consequences could vary greatly. Not wanting to take any risks, Ye Feng chose this seemingly ridiculous method, hoping that there truly existed some Divine Sect within this Mural World, and wishing that it would stop playing tricks on him and release him immediately!
However, being able to observe and have one's soul absorbed in such a real way while showcasing a terrifying history made Ye Feng's cries seem overly childish at this moment. There was no Echo responding to him; the space was filled with dead silence because the slaughter beneath his feet had already ended.
Thus, no living creature could hear his cries. It seemed that he was merely indulging in the notion that this feeling of isolation was unpleasant!
Ye Feng's Divine Soul felt a faint anger. If one had to describe his current feelings in words, it would undoubtedly be too suffocating! After all, anyone who suddenly faced such inexplicable circumstances would find it hard not to go mad, let alone calm down to think!
"Damn it! Is there really no one who can hear me? I don't believe it! In such a space! Could it really be self-contained? Is there anyone? Hurry up and let me go!" Ye Feng shouted angrily once more; this time, he truly had little patience left!
Yet still, there was no response. Strangely enough, even his echo was absent; the space was filled with an eerie atmosphere...
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