Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 638, A familiar voice

Ye Qingyu felt inwardly surprised.

Because the tumbling purple magma surface seemed to be hiding a space formation, and it looked like the entrance of a certain area.

“This formation is really deep and hidden. The last time I came in, I didn’t notice its existence...” The last time Ye Qingyu had came to the sword pit to use the energy of the underground fire spring to activate the [Cloud Top Cauldron] in order to cast the [Blood Drinker Sword]. But at that time he had failed to notice the existence of the hidden space formation. 

It should be due to the fact that the last time his consciousness power was imprisoned in the mural space of the [Cloud Top Cauldron]. Therefore his ability to perceive was significantly reduced, and as a result he did not notice this abnormality.

Ye Qingyu observed the surroundings for a while, but he could not feel any fluctuations from the light ripples. 

“That wisp of strange aura before should be from here, but there is no more trace. It should be hidden in this space formation, right? It seems that I have not yet thoroughly discovered the secret hidden in the Light Palace. Could it be that there is still some sort of secret not known to anyone, that is hidden inside?”

Ye Qingyu was tempted. 

Swoosh!

Like a spirit fish flickering with white light, he leapt straight into the ripples where the magma was.

His figure, of course, did not actually enter the magma, rather into the layer of ripples on the surface of the magma.

The next moment, strange changes took place. 

Ye Qingyu felt as though he had fallen into a floating void. He could not feel his own weight, like a piece of autumn leaf fluttering up and down, following the undulations of the void.

After a short period of black nothingness, his feet finally stepped onto solid ground and everything suddenly became clear at once.

The scene before him changed completely. 

“Is this the treasure trove in the sword pit?” Ye Qingyu gazed at the surrounding scenery deep in thought.  

What he saw was a strange environment filled with dark red light.

The dark red in the void was like a bloody light that heavily oppressed the entire space.

There were heaps of black rocks and remnants of magma everywhere. A stream of surging lava was producing strange sounds of roaring waves, pounding against the rocky high ground. The temperature in the air was suffocating, like he was walking through flames. 

And the location where Ye Qingyu was at was similar to an area that was being surrounded by three sides of rock and one side of magma shore.

On the magma shore was a giant flat rock surface that had been gradually polished over a long period of time. The blazing heat was faintly passed through the boots to the soles of the feet. 

On the shallows that were constantly being washed and covered by magma waves, there were a number of dried corpses like stranded fish. What was most surprising was that even under such extreme heat, even though subjected to the erosion of the purple magma, these bodies were still not burned into ashes. 

“These corpses... hmm, there's more over there.” Ye Qingyu darted his eyes around, taking on a look of shock that was difficult to conceal . 

On the endless shallows, were at least twenty to thirty corpses scattered across. Besides the rolling heat wave in the void, there was the fluctuation of faint yuan qi of the five elements. 

Upon careful observation, the skin of these dried corpses had already lost its elasticity. All the bodies were a strange shriveled appearance like they had been drained of water. Their faces were sunken in to the extent that they could no longer be identified, but the texture was tougher than steel. It was obvious that these were top experts before and their cultivation was at least in the higher level of the Bitter Sea, which meant they could ensure their body to be undamaged even if they were dead in such an environment.

So many Bitter Sea experts had fallen in this place? 

There was shock in Ye Qingyu's mind. 

Judging by the appearance and decay of these corpses, they must have been here for at least thirty to fifty  years. 

But if it was thirty to fifty years ago, then Heaven Wasteland Domain was not connected with the outside world back then. At that time, Bitter Sea experts were already considered to be top existences in Heaven Wasteland Domain. There were only a small number, but every Bitter Sea expert was famous. With a stomp they can send the Heaven Wasteland Domain trembling. However, many of them were found dead here, why was there no relevant records or stories in the outside world?  

Ye Qingyu's mind was full of puzzlement as he walked along the shore.  

“These are... huh? The armour on them isn’t damaged, this pattern... it seems they are people of the Crepe Myrtle Sect.” The not fully shriveled up corpses in front of him and the body armour, which were still mostly in good condition, had a special pattern. It was the unique mark of the Crepe Myrtle Sect of the Three Sects and Three Schools of Heaven Wasteland Domain. 

He was almost certain that these dried corpses were from the Crepe Myrtle Sect. 

“These armours are treasured weapon armours, so even if the essence inside were lost, they will still preserved a certain appearance. But why would the experts of the Crepe Myrtle Sect die here? And the time of death of these people was at least thirty years ago.” 

The more Ye Qingyu observed, the more surprised he was. 

Something must have happened here, but he did not know what. 

Not only did he not know, but everyone most likely also did not know. 

Ye Qingyu's complexion turned strange. 

He saw that on one of the fingers of a Crepe Myrtle Sect corpses was a storage ring, which although a simple shape, was engraved with the star pattern of the Crape Myrtle Star, flickering with brilliance all over and its spiritual nature unexpectedly was not lost. Faintly, there was a weak energy fluctuating silently. 

A thought occurring to him, Ye Qingyu took off the ring from the body. 

In the ring there was a space formation seal, which was extremely clever. Even Ye Qingyu failed to open it with his current attainment in the formation arts.  

“This ring is not an ordinary object.”

Ye Qingyu very quickly made a judgment. It must be an important treasure of the Crepe Myrtle Sect, and possessed significant value.

After a little ponder, Ye Qingyu stored it away for now.

He got up and continued along the magma shore. 

Along the way, he again encountered a number of dried up corpses, some still clasping weapons in their hands. The original Treasure-level weapons that had most likely drank the blood of countless experts and had made many of Heaven Wasteland Domain live in fear and awe, were now damaged, lost their spiritual nature and no different to rusted iron.  

Ye Qingyu carefully analyzed and could roughly recognized that some of them were indeed experts from the Three Sects and Three Schools. However, the majority he could not recognize and did not know where they were from. They must have been powerful elders. But why would they appear here, and turn into dried up corpses after death, where they could not even be buried? 

Gradually, Ye Qingyu found that among the dried up corpses there were not only human, but also demon experts.

The corpses of the demons expert after death, although huge, had lost their essence and spiritual nature, and were more like giant beasts. 

He continued ahead.  

“Huh? This is?”

Ye Qingyu made a new discovery.  

Extremely strangely shaped things appeared on the magma river, some like faint shadows, some like spiritless smoke, and some that were constantly moving back and forth with the heat wave like will-o'-the-wisp. There were also some that had a faint dead qi diffusing out, which were probably shell-like objects left behind after the death of some kind of creature. 

“This is...” 

A beam of light flashed through Ye Qingyu's mind.  

During the Battle of the Light Palace, the waves upon waves of demon souls that came pouring out from the Underground Fire Spirit Spring Sword Pit, were finally buried in the Underground Fire Spirit Spring Sword Pit. If he had not guessed wrong, then these strange corpse shells should be left behind by the demon souls of foreign domains after they died. And judging from the time, the time of death of these foreign domain demon souls was far before the Battle of the Light Palace.

In other words, the demon souls from foreign domains who lost their lives here were clearly another group.

So many experts of both the Human Race and foreign races, why did they appear here and how did they die? 

Ye Qingyu carefully investigated the corpses but could not distinguish the cause of death of these experts.

Across the entire magma shore there was not the slightest trace indicating that a battle had taken place here, and there was not even the slightest aura left behind from a battle——In general, the aura of high-level Bitter Sea experts, after a desperate fight, should stay for a hundred years. But it was clear that Ye Qingyu could not sense any traces despite his incomparably powerful consciousness power. 

It was as though these experts were killed in a second and without resistance.

Despite the fact that Ye Qingyu was now incredibly strong and was absolutely the strongest in the entire Heaven Wasteland Domain, at this moment he also could not help feeling his hair standing on its end.

What was more strange was that he discovered another incredibly bizarre scene. 

All the dried up corpses were facing the ground, their heads facing toward the depths of this strange little deep world, and their hands were stretched out in that direction as if to grab hold of something... 

Could there be something hidden in this strange little world?

Ye Qingyu found it increasingly strange. 

With a thought, he released his divine sense.

With his current powerful consciousness, it could cover a radius of thousands of miles. The entire vast expanse of dark red space was immediately covered with one glance.  

“So this little world unexpectedly stretches across a radius of hundreds of miles.” Ye Qingyu's divine sense moved swiftly like the tide, shrouding the entire battlefield.

In his divine sense, the magma hurricane waves as well as the raging heat waves had set off a hundred-foot-tall flame wall. The whole space was surrounded by monstrous waves, and the shore was just a reef the size of a sesame seed in comparison to the hundreds of miles of sea area. 

In the void, the number of aurora-like dark red flames brought about by the conflict between heat waves had dyed the drifting waves of qi to varying shades of red.

These terrifying waves of qi that seemed to be dyed with blood revolved around the entire space, rolling like clouds and constantly issuing mournful whistling. It was as though countless mutated flying beasts were constantly hovering above and hissing, trying to swallow all the spirits of the dried corpses on the shore. 

Such a scene was even more frightening than what Ye Qingyu had witness in the Greater One mountain region, and the atmosphere was much more oppressive. 

“Huh? This is... a crack?!” 

Shocked flashed across Ye Qingyu’s face. 

In a void hundreds of miles away, several hidden void cracks emerged between the layers of qi waves, and among the cracks were a number of almost transparent ripples swaying up and down.

These cracks were left behind during the battle among experts?

For a moment, his face clouded with puzzlement. 

Just then——

“You've come back?” Somewhere in the void, a steady but empty voice resounded.   

“Who is it?” Ye Qingyu was startled.

He had sensed that in this space there was no life, and suddenly there was a voice. How would he not be surprised?

But the next moment, he found that the voice that appeared out of nowhere seemed very familiar.

An epiphany flashed through his mind. 

He suddenly knew who the voice belonged to——