Recruit black physique to start practice in wasteland

Chapter 2411 The Land of God’s Death
To ensure the successful reading of memories, the executor was Minning Zhenzun, because he appeared relatively reasonable in front of the other party.

As strong as he may be, he is indeed more reasonable, which is much better than Jin Ge who slashes at the sky without saying a word, not to mention Han Li.

Not only did Min Ning successfully read the old god's memories, but she even sensed his earlier complaints.

This is... His mouth twitched involuntarily. The world consciousness had already been defeated before they had even really fought?

Even for him, this was a very rare thing.

Boundary consciousness is very good at self-protection, which is known to most cultivators.

Regardless of whether the boundaries are ignorant, immature, or powerful, protective actions are always done subconsciously.

Faced with malicious intruders, the first reaction of the realm is to fight back, and even if the fight is unsuccessful, it will still try its best, even if it is in vain.

If you really can't beat them, your mind will show deep sorrow. Only when you have no other choice will you back down or... play dead!
Regarding this kind of world consciousness that simply grovels when it can't defeat the invaders, Venerable Minning says: My knowledge is still too limited!
Seeing his strange expression, Jin Ge couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

Let's save some face for this world. Min Ning shook his head. A bachelor doesn't need to add one more point to his score. There's no need to slap him in the face.

"It's nothing, the environment here is nice."

The environment...not bad? Jin Ge looked at the scene, which had not yet been fully restored, and was speechless.

However, there must be a reason why the other party said that, and he wasn't in a hurry.

At the same time, Min Ning believed there was something else worth noting: "There is actually... a land where gods have fallen!"

In the early days of this world, there were gods, but there was no concept of incense offerings; they could be considered powerful individuals.

The gods are cruel and capricious by nature, killing for pleasure at the drop of a hat. In addition, they are insatiable and demanding, causing the people to live in misery.

Later, a powerful individual rose among mortals, claiming to be the God of Magic, but was targeted by other gods.

The God of Magic spread cultivation knowledge everywhere, and although he eventually perished, he also contributed to the rise of the magic system.

A long war ensued between the two sides, and in the end, the magicians emerged victorious.

However, the magicians who destroyed the gods quickly evolved into the very thing they once hated, once they were free from pressure.

Fortunately, even if a magician has poor self-control, he still remembers the fate of the former gods.

Therefore, the current order of this world is very chaotic in the eyes of cultivators, but it is still better than the scene when the gods were in power.

As an aside, necromancy is forbidden because it could potentially resurrect gods!
On the outskirts of this world lies a space known as the Land of Fallen Gods, also called the "Graveyard of the Gods."

This space is extremely dangerous; even a god of magic dares not easily set foot in it.

Moreover, even fallen gods possess incredible abilities, and if they were to be resurrected, the trouble would be even greater.

These are messages that no one below the level of a God of Magic is worthy of knowing, and for a God of Magic to guard the land of fallen gods is also an obligation they have to their own world.

This world was originally much, much larger than it is now. The Ragnarok battle shattered the world.

What has been preserved so far is only a portion of it, and it took a very long time to recover.

A large portion of the lost world remnants became the chaotic Land of Fallen Gods.

Upon hearing this news, Qingkong Zhenzun's eyes lit up, and he looked at Han Li, "Are you interested?"

As I said before, what we've gained in this world is rather lackluster. Wouldn't that other place be better?
"I don't care," Han Li Zhenzun said calmly. "It depends on what everyone thinks."

The left and right sides are merely a part separated from one world, with limited potential but greater danger.

If everyone wants to go, he won't object; at worst, he'll just consult the oracle a few more times during the exploration.

What he was more curious about now was what exactly Min Ning had read that made her expression so strange.

Han Li guessed at some possibilities; perhaps the boundary consciousness realized it couldn't win and was considering retreating.

But even he hadn't considered the possibility of "sliding on his knees".

Immediately afterward, Min Ning also spoke up, "That place, maybe Xiao Qu could consider it too."

"Huh? That's a good idea," Jin Ge's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "You really know how to persuade people!"

Clearly, Min Ning also longed for that place, but he insisted on bringing up Qu Jianlei's breakthrough.

But this suggestion is really tempting; chaotic spaces often represent enormous energy, only that it is out of control.

The key to achieving spiritual breakthrough through seclusion is not the beautiful scenery and elegant environment, but having sufficient energy.

Being undisturbed is also important, but since Qu Jianlei chose another world for this challenge, he naturally brought plenty of relevant resources.

In addition, there are also guardians who have left their bodies, so even if the place is a little chaotic, it doesn't matter, the defensive array is not just for show.

Hearing the suggestion from the Venerable Minning, he was also somewhat tempted, "Then let's go and take a look, and if it doesn't work out, we can always come back."

The old mage could sense the void creatures communicating, but had no idea what they were saying.

Upon hearing the other party's request, he was immediately horrified. "The Land of Fallen Gods? That place... that's far too dangerous!"

Preventing people from entering the land of fallen gods is one of the duties that the God of Law must fulfill.

However, he didn't dare to stop him, so that was all he could say.

“I have read your memories,” Min Ning said. “Stop pretending and just hand over the relevant information.”

"You wouldn't want me to go to the Dharmakaya and take it myself, would you?"

"Sigh," the old mage shook his head helplessly. He strictly adhered to the rules and never touched those documents.

But the other party already knows, so it's impossible for them to deny it now.

However, he still stuck to his principles, "Could you gentlemen tell me what kind of existence it is in the void?"

This is something he needs to know: some creatures in the void are extremely evil and enjoy creating chaos.

If the other party is indeed a similar being, then he wouldn't mind going all out and taking a gamble, since he'd just die anyway.

It is an undeniable fact that magicians generally lack a sense of morality, but they are somewhat better at the level of archmages and magic gods.

The height you reach determines the scenery you see; with greater ambition comes a deeper understanding of awe.

The old god knew that if something happened at the Land of Fallen Gods, firstly, the world's will would not let him off the hook, and secondly, the entire world would be doomed.

For whatever reason, he needed to find out where the other person came from.

He was indeed very afraid of death, but some things are truly more terrifying than death, and when it's time to fight, you still have to fight.

"Who told you we're void creatures?" Min Ning rolled her eyes at him, speechless. "Didn't you see what we look like?"

"But..." the old mage hesitated for a moment before saying, "I thought the Venerable Ones were in disguise!"

"You low-level scum, do you even deserve it?" Min Ning rolled her eyes and didn't bother to say anything more.

“Alright then,” the old mage said honestly, “Please release my restriction, I will go and get it now.”

"Send your Dharma body over here!" Min Ning had already figured this guy out completely. "Don't try anything funny."

The old Dharma God didn't use his physical body to deliver it because he was a little worried about something going wrong on the way, since there was another Dharma God in this world.

The three Dharma Gods have been jointly managing this realm for a long time, but they occasionally clash. The one who went missing was injured and went to recuperate.

However, the old mage is also injured, and quite badly so, so the power of his clones is even less.

If we get ambushed by that person, we're basically just handing ourselves a free kill.

However, he understood what the venerable one opposite him was saying very well. So the other party really was... a race similar to his own?
In any case, this isn't all bad news; infighting among members of the same clan usually happens during periods of intense competition.

If a magician doesn't even qualify to be valued by the other party, where does the competition come from?

The old mage had previously investigated how some archmages survived, and he was very clear about their style of doing things.

He had previously considered whether his opponent might be using disguise to convey harmless information in order to deceive others.

After this battle, he finally understood: if I had that kind of strength—I wouldn't bother hiding it from others!

Before long, another avatar arrived, bringing two sealed parchment books.

The parchment mainly describes how to reach the entrance to the Land of Fallen Gods and what to be wary of.

Even the God of Laws doesn't know the entrance to the Land of Fallen Gods; he only knows its general location.

The mages were only responsible for blocking this area, preventing unrelated people and magical beasts from approaching.

However, if any unusual phenomena occur in the Land of Fallen Gods, they can open the parchment book, find the entrance, and go in to deal with it.

If anyone is curious and wants to open it and take a look, it's not surprising... just consider it a chance to familiarize themselves with it beforehand.

However, the old mage was conventional in his actions and wouldn't do that.

After handing over the parchment book, he cautiously asked, "What do you gentlemen intend to do...?"

“Let’s see what’s inside,” Min Ning replied casually. “It’s interesting. What kind of trash dares to call themselves gods?”

The old master liked to hear this, but he was still a little worried. "It is said to be somewhat supernatural, so you all should be careful."

Min Ning rolled her eyes at him speechlessly, "You think you can defeat us... do you even know how much effort we put in just now?"

The old mage was speechless; he genuinely believed what the other party said.

Through his observations, he noticed that the life form that dared to attack the will of the world ranked low among the five.

To dare to make such a ranking without authorization is not just a matter of arrogance, but a testament to their genuine strength.

"I know you guys are strong, but... what if we can't win?"

“There are no ‘what ifs’,” Venerable Qingkong replied coldly, “You know nothing about true power!”

Min Ning chimed in, "In your understanding, the God of Law is the pinnacle; there are many realms above it..."