Chapter 335 - 164: How Long Will It Take to... Dig... Dig... Dig... Dig

Chapter 335: Chapter 164: How Long Will It Take to... Dig... Dig... Dig... Dig

On the ground near New Continent Base One, close to the first line of defense, clear signs of excavation were visible. The earth had been scoured clean, and in a vast area, not a single Ghost Stone or Ghost Bone could be seen.

It was exceptionally clean.

These fifty thousand auxiliary members of the Mortal Realm were like a swarm of locusts, systematically sweeping across this Ancient Battlefield.

After Chen Fan stepped off the High-speed Rail.

It was already afternoon.

He didn’t go looking for Wang Mazi right away. Instead, he stood atop the City Wall of New Continent Base One, gazing out at the landscape. After scanning his surroundings, he finally turned to Lame Monkey beside him.

"Let’s go. Find Wang Mazi."

This was New Continent Base One, the foundation he, Chen Fan, had built.

Soon, Lame Monkey led the way to a well. He cast a helpless glance at Wang Mazi’s obviously unstable mental state, then took his leave.

He left the space for Wang Mazi and the young master.

"..."

Chen Fan looked at Wang Mazi, who was leaning over the edge of the well and staring into its depths. His brow furrowed slightly. Wang Mazi’s condition was indeed not right. The last time he left the New Continent, he had ordered the construction of numerous wells to supplement their fresh water supply. And now, Wang Mazi was just lying there, peering into the water.

It was as if he were possessed.

Leaning on his Jade Staff with one hand, he walked to a nearby table, picked up a teapot, and poured a bowl of tea for himself. He then poured another for Wang Mazi and brought it over, speaking softly as he stood beside him.

"Wang Mazi, I’m here."

"Take your time and tell me what happened. You’re losing your composure."

As his words fell, Wang Mazi, whose body was clearly still weak, suddenly turned to face Chen Fan. He took the tea bowl with trembling hands, tears welling in his eyes as his voice quivered.

"Domain Lord..."

"I... I... I’ve become the Celestial Dao..."

"PFFFT!"

Chen Fan couldn’t stop himself from spraying the mouthful of tea he had just taken all over Wang Mazi’s face.

"..."

"..."

...

「A few moments later.」

Chen Fan took a deep breath and set his tea bowl aside. He sat down by the well and remained silent for a long while before finally speaking softly. "Did you encounter a Ghost Object that can create illusions?"

"Tell me everything, from beginning to end."

’Celestial Dao?’

’This is ridiculous. He’s probably been possessed.’

"Okay!"

Perhaps because of the faceful of tea, Wang Mazi seemed much calmer now. He began to recount the events.

"Three days ago."

"I was leading members of the Commerce Pavilion, under the Venerable Domain Lord’s orders, to explore the depths of the New Continent. We discovered an enormous Deep Pit. It took us a full day of flying just to reach its center."

"The ground inside the Deep Pit had a glazed, obsidian-like feel."

"It looked like it had been formed by a massive impact."

"After we landed."

"I had the Commerce Pavilion members split into pairs to explore the area."

"But just then—"

"I suddenly felt a powerful suction pulling from beneath the ground. The next moment, a fissure abruptly split open in the center of the Deep Pit and sucked me in."

"When I opened my eyes again."

"I was in a stone cave deep underground. There were no cracks or openings anywhere, but strangely, I could breathe normally and didn’t feel anything was amiss."

"The first thing I did after waking up was try to use a Sound Transmission Talisman to contact the Commerce Pavilion members on the surface, but it wouldn’t work. It wasn’t that the distance was too great; it simply couldn’t be activated."

"The cave wasn’t large."

"There was nothing inside. It was completely empty."

"Just then, I saw a line of characters carved into the wall. It wasn’t any script we recognized; it looked like a child’s random scribbles."

"But the moment I saw those characters, I instantly entered what might have been an illusion. My consciousness floated up into the air, higher and higher, until I was looking down upon the entire New Continent."

Wang Mazi paused for a moment, his body beginning to tremble uncontrollably again as he continued in a shaky voice.

"That must have been thousands of years ago."

"Where we are now, seven defensive lines stretching for thousands of kilometers stood like impassable barriers along the coastline. Behind the walls, countless people were constantly transporting all sorts of supplies."

"Outside the defensive lines."

"There was..."

"A sky-blotting swarm of Ghost Objects."

"There were so, so many of them..."

"At the same time, I saw every region of the New Continent being assaulted by massive Ghost Tides. I don’t know how long I watched, but I saw the New Continent fall, bit by bit."

"One by one, the Ghost Fires were extinguished."

"Eternal night gradually blanketed the entire New Continent."

"Until—"

"Only one last region remained, where a small number of humans were still hiding behind a city wall, making their final stand."

"I saw a Ghost Object appear within the Ghost Tide."

"That Ghost Object was tens of meters tall, with three heads and six arms, each hand gripping a massive hammer. That giant Ghost Object looked up at me, its voice so loud it nearly shook the heavens and the earth."

"It asked me."

"If I was willing to become the Celestial Dao of their Ghost Race."

"I could even clearly see its gaze land on me. It was only then that I realized my perspective, looking down on the entire continent, was the perspective of the Celestial Dao."

"My mouth opened and closed as I tried to speak."

"But I couldn’t get a single word out."

"My body felt like it was moving on its own. I took one last look at the New Continent being slowly devoured by the eternal night, and then I suddenly burst out laughing. And then..."

"I exploded."

"A massive explosion."

"Bone-piercing pain shot through my body. The last thing I saw before the pain made me pass out was the massive explosion carving a deep pit into the plains. At the same time, a torrent of seven-colored light surged out from the center of the blast, rushing across the New Continent."

"The three-headed, six-armed Ghost Object was instantly vaporized into a bloody mist."

"All the Ghost Objects that touched the seven-colored light were vaporized into a bloody mist."