1007: C1007 He Was Completely Lost

C1007 He Was Completely Lost

Ye Bufan gasped for air. He looked around and found that he had completely lost his way because of the direction he had been running in.

He was surrounded by lush forests. He could no longer see the chaotic battlefield in the distance. He could not find the place where he and the man in black had met. There was only a valley entrance not far away.

"Since I can't locate it, I have to go into that valley to investigate." Ye Bufan knew that this was still a ruined space. It wouldn't be meaningless for this valley to appear here.

If he entered the valley, he might encounter danger. Of course, he could also obtain some benefits.

"What danger can be more dangerous than just now?" Ye Bufan laughed at himself and walked towards the valley.

As the saying goes, "one who survives a great disaster must have good fortune in the future." Ye Bufan believed this sentence. Since he could escape from the hands of the man in black just now, then the possibility of this valley being able to put him in danger again was not very high.

Although he believed that one who survives a great disaster must have good fortune in the future, this didn't let Ye Bufan relax his vigilance. He carefully approached the valley, hiding his body while probing.

Ye Bufan's expression suddenly became strange. His senses were blocked outside the valley. It seemed that there was some kind of power protecting the secrets of the valley, preventing his senses from exploring further.

"Could it be that there's something extraordinary about this place?" Ye Bufan's eyes lit up, his heart filled with curiosity.

If it was in the real world, if Ye Bufan met such a valley... The chances of him entering and not entering it would be half to half. After all, this kind of unknown place was full of strange things. No one knew if it was safe or dangerous inside. It was the nature of danger under the cover of safety. Or would they get rich rewards after the danger?

But now that they were in the ruins, Ye Bufan was more inclined to enter the valley.

In the valley outside the real world, it could be a mansion left behind by a senior expert, or a place where some demonic devils and devils resided, or a cave of some mutant beast.

However, there were no living beings other than human cultivators in the ruins. This meant that there wouldn't be a ferocious ancient beast that would suddenly jump out of this valley. And it would not be some man-eating plant that wanted human life to survive.

After eliminating these two most dangerous possibilities, Ye Bufan's desire to enter the valley became much stronger. After all, the possibility of danger becoming smaller and smaller. If he did not dare to enter again, he would be too timid.

When he walked to the valley entrance, Ye Bufan saw the strange part of the valley with a glance. The valley was filled with thick white fog. No matter if it was vision or perception, they couldn't see through the white fog.

Should he go in?

This question kept spinning in his mind. In the end, he still thought of taking a step into the valley.

After entering the white fog, he realized that he could not see anything else around him. He could only rely on his senses to walk in.

After walking for an unknown period of time, when Ye Bufan finally saw no longer the monotonous white fog in front of him, he finally walked out of the white fog and entered the valley.

But his eyes immediately widened. He could not believe what he saw.

This was a very small valley. A small stream flowed down from the mountain and flowed into a pond on one side of the valley. Next to the pond was a small thatched hut. Outside the thatched hut, an old man was sweeping the floor with a broom.

It was an illusion!

Ye Bufan subconsciously suspected that he had fallen into an illusion. Otherwise, why would he see a living person in the ruins?

There was no life in the ruins except for the cultivators who came in from the outside. This was common sense.

It was obvious that the old man wasn't a cultivator who came in from the outside. Ye Bufan couldn't even feel any trace of cultivation from his body.

This old man actually appeared in the ruins, and he was an ordinary person. This had completely exceeded Ye Bufan's understanding.

The easiest way to break through the illusion realm was to let Ye Bufan have a look and see if it would hurt. Ye Bufan pinched his arm and found that it was very painful, so he confirmed that this wasn't a simple dream.

However, this didn't mean that he wasn't in an illusion. Some profound illusions could imitate almost any kind of feeling.

It was not easy to break through such a high-level illusion realm.

Ye Bufan thought for a while and found that he could only use one method. He reached out his hand and activated the Blood Glove. He quietly inserted a spider thread into his wrist and found that the True Qi in his body had been sucked away by the spider thread.

There was a fatal weakness of a high-level illusion, which was that it could not simulate a secret it did not know. The ability of the Blood Spider Glove was a secret unique to Ye Bufan. Those who knew about it had all died. Except for the man in black who came from the Northern Palace.

However, there were also some who didn't think that this illusion was set up by the man in black. If the man in black had such ability, he would have died long ago and wouldn't have escaped here.

Seeing that the Blood Spider Glove could still be used, Ye Bufan finally confirmed that this was not an illusion, but a real world.

As for why there was an old man here, Ye Bufan decided to take the initiative to ask the old man.

"Hello, old man." Ye Bufan walked towards the old man and waved his hand warmly.

The old man heard the sound and straightened his body. He leaned on the broom and looked at Ye Bufan with a pair of cloudy eyes. Then he smiled. "Lucky young man, you found this place to see me. Why don't you come and talk to me?"

The old man threw away the broom in his hand, turned around and walked back to the cottage, leaving Ye Bufan standing outside the cottage, not knowing if he should go in or not.

From the old man's words and tone, Ye Bufan could hear a lot of things. This old man's identity was definitely not simple, and he did not conceal it.

Ye Bufan had a strong interest in the conversation with the old man.

The old man came out of the room again. There were a lot of things in his hands, two fishing rods and two stools.

Ye Bufan saw it and quickly went up to help. "Old man, let me get it."

"Okay, okay, okay. Let's put it next to the pond. Let's talk while fishing." The old man seemed to be happy about Ye Bufan's arrival and said with a smile.

"Yes."

Ye Bufan set up a bench and fishing rod by the pond and invited the old man to sit down. After that, he sat down next to the old man.

"Young man, watch this old man's technique." Once the old man sat down, he picked up the fishing pole and threw it into the pond. Then, he threw the fishing pole into the pond.

" Oh." Although Ye Bufan didn't understand what the old man meant, there was no mistake in learning from him. He followed the old man's actions and swung his fishing rod, putting the hook into the pond.

Then he looked at the old man and asked, "Old man, have you been living here all this time? Is there anyone else here?"

The old man suddenly laughed: "Young man, you don't need to beat around the bush to inquire about this old man's identity, this old man can tell you. I am the master of this world, the soul of this world that has been destroyed and only the Ruins Treasury is left! "

"Ah!" Ye Bufan was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

He never thought that the ordinary old man in front of him was actually the soul of this world, the master of this world!

Every world had a soul, and every world was evolving according to the meaning of the master of this world.

However, the Lord of the World could not directly interfere with the specific affairs of the world, so he could only set the rules and guide them.

But even so, the World Lord was still very powerful, far surpassing the cultivators of the sixth, ninth, ninth, and tenth levels of the Martial Origin realm.

After all, no matter how powerful a cultivator was, they were still not as powerful as a world.

"Why is it like this? Didn't they say that as long as the world is destroyed, then the World Lord will be destroyed as well?" Ye Bufan asked.

He didn't have much doubt about the identity of the old man's World Lord. After all, there was no other explanation besides the World Lord that could appear in the ruins.

Of course, the reason why he could accept such an explanation was because he knew that once the world was destroyed, the World Lord would lose all his power and he wouldn't be in danger.

The old man laughed loudly: "Of course, but there will always be a process, right? My world has just been destroyed, so as the World Lord, there will always be some power that can allow me to continue for a period of time"

"Then you..."

"[You want to ask me why I don't choose death right?]"

"Ah, no, that, I..." Ye Bufan didn't expect to be called out by someone so quickly. He waved his hand in embarrassment. He didn't want to make the old man angry. After all, the old man was the master of the world. Even if the old man didn't exist for a few days, killing him would be as easy as pinching an ant to death.0

"Haha, young man, the reason why this old man is struggling at death's door is to wait for you."

"What!"

The old man's expression became serious, his fingers tapping on the fishing rod, sighing: "My world's destruction is not without reason, and you little fellows are about to face a disaster"

The old man's world was originally a world similar to the Upper Level World. There were all kinds of cultivators, sects, and families that controlled most of the regions in the world. They lived a life full of fighting, killing, and chaos, but full of vitality.

Originally, if this world hadn't been destroyed, this kind of life would have continued for at least several tens of thousands of years.

But at this moment, an accident happened. A world of a higher level than the old man crashed into the old man's world. The two worlds continuously collided and merged. In the end, most of the old man's world was swallowed up by that higher-level world.

Under the crisis, the old man could only split up the last small piece of the world and escape the great disaster. If he only escaped, this small piece of world could still exist for a very long time.

However, the old man didn't want most of his body to be devoured by the High Level World, so he chose to destroy himself.

As the old man's world wasn't completely devoured, after the old man destroyed his own world, it still turned into a world ruin and stored many good things in it.

The world ruin drifted in the void for a long time before finally arriving at the Upper Level World. It was captured by the Upper Level World and sank into the ground.

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