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He took a look at the place he was standing and saw that it looked like a cave.

However, the entrance of the cave was completely covered by the water curtain of the waterfall. Chen Yu tried to sweep it with his divine sense, but did not expect that this seemingly ordinary waterfall was actually able to block his divine sense.

No wonder when he had searched for the hidden connection in his spiritual will, he hadn't realized that there was a different heavenly passage within the waterfall.

Chen Yu turned and looked back and forth at the furnishings of the cave.

The cave was only about the size of a room. Apart from the corroded wooden table in the back, there was nothing else.

Chen Yu could not help but feel that it was inconceivable. Just how could such an inconspicuous cave emit such a terrifying suction just now?

Carrying all kinds of suspicions in his heart, Chen Yu walked over to the dilapidated wooden table.

With a flick of his sleeve, the dust that had accumulated on the wooden table reached the height of a finger, and the original appearance of the table was revealed.

As the dust slowly dispersed, Chen Yu finally saw clearly the wooden scroll that was placed on top of the wooden table.

Reaching out to pick up the wooden slip from the table, he weighed it in his hands for a moment and discovered that there was no sign of anything strange happening. Only then did Chen Yu relax.

As the wooden slip was placed in the center of his palm, Chen Yu was preparing to untie the string that was wrapped around it.

Just as his thumb and index finger had grabbed onto the rope, without waiting for them to exert their full strength, the string that was twining the entire wooden slip had actually scattered with a single touch, turning into flying ashes that landed on Chen Yu's palm.

Following the annihilation of the string on the wooden slip, the entire wooden slip also scattered and fell at Chen Yu's feet.

It seemed like the items in the cave had been washed away by the erosion of time, leaving only an empty shell.

Chen Yu squatted and picked up the wooden slips that had fallen to the ground one by one, placing them on the table in an orderly manner.

After placing pieces of the pill back on the table, Chen Yu studied it with his divine sense for a long time.

Each of the wooden slips were filled with small, densely packed words.

However, after Chen Yu finished reading all the words one by one, he realized that he did not recognize a single one of them.

"Ugh …"

Chen Yu muttered to himself for a moment, just as he was at a loss as to what to do with the pile of wood on the table, he felt a sense of pain from his fingertips.

Chen Yu raised his hand and saw that there was half a wooden thorn stuck into his fingertip at some point in time.

It was most likely tied carelessly when he was picking up the scattered wooden slips on the ground.

Looking at the wooden thorn that had sunk deep into his fingertip and left it there, let alone a martial artist, even for an ordinary person, this little injury could not be considered a small wound.

Chen Yu expressionlessly pulled out the wooden needle from his finger, planning to once again study it carefully. However, when he pulled out the wooden block, a few drops of blood seeped out from the tip of the wooden block on the table, and coincidentally fell onto the wooden block on the table.

Chen Yu, who had not realized this in the beginning, lowered his head and continued to look at the words engraved on the wooden slip on the table.

When his line of sight landed on the wooden slip with his own blood stains, Chen Yu noticed that the thumb sized blood stain had changed to enter the wooden slip and quickly shrunk.

Upon closer inspection, the wooden slip had already absorbed all of the blood on it and disappeared without a trace.

He was only curious about this matter, but the wood slip's material, Chen Yu, was mumbling something, just as he was about to reach out to pick up the wood slip that was previously stained with blood and examine it.

Brilliant.

Ah!

The light that suddenly erupted from the wooden slip caused Chen Yu, who was in the middle of crying miserably, to throw away the wooden slip that was on the book. His hands covered his eyes and painfully knelt on the ground.2

And after being thrown into the air by Chen Yu, the light of the wooden slip which was about to fall out of Chen Yu's body, faded away, and a strand of remnant will slowly floated out.

Chen Yu who could not even open his eyes due to the bright light frowned, his ears trembling as he tried to sense the changes in the cave.

He temporarily lost both his eyes, and used his mind to feel a pressure that was countless times stronger than any martial practitioner he had ever seen in his life. When it came from in front of him, Chen Yu exclaimed and asked:

"Who!?"

"Cough cough …"

A weak cough sounded in Chen Yu's ears, causing him to suddenly take half a step back. He tilted his head and pricked his ears, and aimed in the direction of the cave and the remnant thoughts, moving twice.

Sensing the powerful aura in front of him, even Chen Yu felt powerless in the bottom of his heart.

He had no doubt that if the strand of will before him wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even have the chance to open his mouth and beg for mercy.

Therefore, Chen Yu cupped his fists and said:

"Junior Chen Yu, without knowing the situation, rashly barged into this cave, if you have committed any presumptuous acts, please forgive me."

The remnant consciousness that appeared from the wooden slip and appeared in the cave transformed into an old man with snow-white beard and beard. After hearing Chen Yu's words, he was in a daze for a short while, before gently stroking his slightly messy beard and speaking with a smile in his heart:

"This old man knows … Don't worry..... "There's no hurry …"

Chen Yu stood where he was in fear. Although the remnant consciousness in front of him did not have any malicious intent towards him, to be able to destroy his existence with just a wave of his hand, staying in such a small space, was truly torturous.

Chen Yu, who was somewhat fidgety, once again asked:

"Junior Chen Yu humbly asks for Senior's name, if there is anyone who would like to disturb Chen Yu, then leave on your own accord, I hope senior will not be so rude …"

"Name?"

Hearing Chen Yu's question, the remnant thought went into a daze for a moment, and the turbid eyes seemed to sink back into the memories of the past. After pondering for a moment, it slowly opened its mouth and said:

Cough cough …" I probably can't remember my name … However … If this old man is not mistaken, he was able to gain some fame on the continent with his Heavenly Fate Symbol Technique back then … "What's his name?

Towards this remnant thought of his, Chen Yu didn't even dare to make a single sound, and just respectfully maintained his position of cupping his hands and clasping them together, and stood on the spot.

However, Chen Yu felt that the Rune that Remnant Spirit had mentioned was extremely unfamiliar.

Although on the road of cultivation, the number of practitioners were as countless as the stars in the sky, Chen Yu had never heard of this technique before.

Could it be that the difference in era was too great, and even the name of the immortal spell was changed?

As Chen Yu was pondering about the reason, the strand of remnant consciousness once again spoke:

"Forget it …" It was just a false name … This old man has been stuck in this world for at least over ten thousand years. Even if I remember your name … "I'm sure you've never heard of it before …"

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