'Ancient Spirit Race? Spirit Abyss?' Xu Qing's mind stirred. He had heard of the Ancient Spirit Race but he didn't ask right away.
Almost a day had passed from the given seven days. He looked at the old man.
"Do you have information on the abyss?"
"Give them to me. I'll look at them myself."
The old man immediately took out several jade slips. After he passed them to Xu Qing, a pleading expression appeared on his face.
"Please, on account that Ling'er took on your danger for you, you must save her."
Xu Qing looked at Ling'er in the distance. Three life-and-death crises appeared in his memory. He nodded silently and moved to the edge of the altar, facing the abyss. Without any hesitation, he took a step forward.
The icy airflow whistled around him and invaded his entire body. It was as though his body and soul were about to be frozen.
Xu Qing stared at the abyss below. As his cultivation base circulated, the shadow also spread in all directions. Poison Restriction power permeated the air. After that, his perception fused into the jade slips given by the old man.
As pieces of information gushed into his mind, Xu Qing gained a clear understanding of Ling'er and everything in the Spirit Abyss.
Countless years ago, in an era even before the Ancient Sovereign Mystic Nether's era, a race had unified the Wanggu Continent.
That was the Ancient Spirit Race.
In his later years, the Spirit Emperor of the Ancient Spirit Race gathered the strength of the entire race and luck to do something that shook the entire Wanggu Continent.
This matter was related to the Heavenly Dao.
However, the Spirit Emperor was different from the Calamity Immortal Race. He was also different from the 3,000-odd races similar to Calamity Immortal Race. He didn't want to create a Heavenly Dao but to replace it and possess the Heavenly Dao with his own body.
Creation was a merit.
Possession was a great sin.
In the end, the Spirit Emperor failed and suffered the backlash of all the Heavenly Daos in Wanggu. His race's bloodline was cursed. At the critical moment, the Spirit Emperor relied on his terrifying cultivation base to bring most of his race into his great world.
They tried to use this to avoid the calamity but even so, they couldn't escape the curse in the end.
The Spiritual Emperor fell.
His great world withered and transformed into a realm of death. All the Ancient Spirit Race members in it were instantly killed, but the terrifying aspect of this curse wasn't so simple.
Under the curse, all the dead Ancient Spirits turned into ghosts who continued to wail in pain day and night.
Hence, this withered realm became the Ancient Spirit Death Nation, eternally enduring the torture of the curse and buried deep underground in the Wanggu Continent.
This Spirit Abyss of the Wood Spirit Race was one of the entrances to the Ancient Spirit Emperor's great world.
There were many such entrances in the Wanggu Continent.
Although the Ancient Spirits were cursed, there were still some bloodlines that wandered the Wanggu Continent. They would occasionally appear in this long period of time.
For example, the skeletons Xu Qing had seen in the caves of the cliff walls were the descendants of the Ancient Spirits. They had come here to accept the inheritance but failed and died.
The reason why they came here was because after they transformed from snakes into humans, their bloodline curse made it difficult for them to maintain the transformation. Moreover, they would be in a state where their bloodline could collapse at any moment.
Hence, they had to head to the entrances to the Ancient Spirit Death Nation and borrow the power of the Ancient Spirit Death Nation to suppress the cursed bloodline in their bodies.
Only then could they truly transform into a human.
However, this wasn't just a one-off thing. Every once in a while, they would have to borrow the power of the Ancient Spirit World to suppress the curse. Moreover, there were huge risks in this process.
If they failed, their souls would be devoured by the Ancient Spirit Death Nation and become a part of the ghosts.
Xu Qing put the jade slips away. As his body continued to sink, he glanced at his right wrist. After sighing softly, determination appeared on his face and his speed erupted once again.
He fell like a shooting star, and got closer and closer to the source of the coldness.
Waves of repulsive force also spread out from the Spirit Abyss. However, as a possessor of the life thread of an Ancient Spirit Race member, this repulsion quickly dissipated.
Xu Qing continued to fall in the darkness.
After a long time, a colossal object appeared in the fog.
It was a rotting giant snake that emitted a strong sense of death.
This snake was already dead, and there was a great world on its head.
This world was a blur and waves of wails spread out from it. These heart-wrenching wails fell into Xu Qing's ears. His body was suddenly sucked away by a huge suction force and he headed straight for the great world.
As he got closer and closer, the giant snake's body grew larger and larger. Very soon, Xu Qing couldn't see the giant snake's entire appearance. Only the blurry great world that was emitting wails became clearer.
In the end, a rumbling sound echoed out as Xu Qing's body heavily smashed into this world.
When the loud sound spread, a pit appeared on the ground that looked like rotting flesh.
Xu Qing walked out step by step and immediately checked his surroundings.
The sky here was surrounded by fog and there was no sun or moon. There were only will-o'-the-wisps that were faintly discernible in the fog. The pale and dim light turned the world hazy.
The land here was filled with rotting flesh. There were no mountains or trees. It was desolate and emitted an endless aura of death.
This aura was extremely cold. It was invading Xu Qing's body constantly, as though it wanted to corrode his flesh. Clearly, this place had dense malice toward all living beings.