The Land of the Earth

After the construction was completed, Song Chaoming straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the newly built house, but he did not feel relieved at all.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes filled with worry, and he muttered to himself, "I'm worried about the king's health. I'm going to see if there's anything I can do to help."

When Jingyun, who was standing by, heard his words, her expression, which had been slightly relaxed due to the completion of the house reconstruction, suddenly became solemn.

She bit her lip and agreed, "I'm worried too. The king has sacrificed too much for us."

Tian Yuan put down the tools in his hands, walked over with a heavy face, and said, "Yes, Wang has been holding on. I'm afraid the situation is not good this time. We have to go and take a look."

Feng Qi and Chao Yun exchanged a glance, both eyes filled with worry. Feng Qi said, "Then let's go quickly. I hope we can still make it in time."

He Jiaojiao nodded, tears glistening in her eyes: "The king must not be in any danger."

The Sword Immortal looked at the anxious expressions of the crowd and said, "You go ahead, I'll guard here."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately hurried towards Changqiu Palace.

Outside the Changqiu Palace, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky an orange-red, adding a touch of poignant beauty and sadness to the palace. A gentle breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, ruffling the hems of everyone's clothing.

When everyone walked into Changqiu Palace, they saw Mo Yunjing lying quietly on the bed, his face as pale as paper. His eyes, which used to be bright and majestic, were now tightly closed, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was enduring great pain.

His breathing was weak and rapid, and his life force was fading away, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any moment.

Yuxin paced anxiously in front of the bed, her hands tightly twisting the corners of her clothes, her face full of panic and helplessness. Her eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had cried many times.

Seeing Song Chaoming and others coming back, Yu Xin couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.

She rushed to Song Chaoming and said with tears in her eyes, "Wang, you may not live for many days.

His previous injuries hadn't healed yet, and now he's forcing himself to use his strength. With these new injuries compounded by the old ones, I'm afraid he won't live long."

Song Chaoming's body trembled violently. He staggered to the bedside and looked at Mo Yunjing's weak appearance, tears welling up in his eyes.

He stretched out his trembling hand and gently held Mo Yunjing's hand, his voice choked with sobs: "Wang, you must hold on. We can't live without you."

Jingyun covered her mouth, tears falling from between her fingers. She walked to the bedside and said softly, "King, you have sacrificed so much for us. We are still waiting for you to lead us forward."

Tian Yuan knelt on the ground with a thud, his forehead banging heavily on the ground. He said in a sorrowful voice, "King, it's all because of our incompetence that you have suffered."

Feng Qi and Chao Yun stood aside, tears flowing silently, they clenched their fists, and their bodies trembled slightly.

He Jiaojiao walked to Yuxin, patted her shoulders gently and comforted her, but she herself was crying uncontrollably.

The entire Changqiu Palace was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and despair, and everyone's mood was as heavy and depressing as the sky outside the palace which was gradually darkening.

Song Chaoming took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He looked at Yuxin and asked, "Yuxin, is there no way to save the king?"

Yu Xin raised her tear-stained face, shook her head, nodded, and said, "There is a way, but..."

"But what? As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must try it!" Song Chaoming said anxiously.

Yuxin bit her lip and said, "Legend has it that there's a magical herb in the distant Lingshan Mountain called 'Lingmeng Magic Herb'. It's said to be able to cure all injuries and illnesses in the world. However, Lingshan Mountain is full of dangers, and obtaining the magical herb is almost impossible."

"No matter how dangerous it is, we must give it a try!" Tianyuan stood up and said firmly.

Everyone nodded, a spark of hope rekindled in their eyes.

Song Chaoming looked at everyone and said, "Okay, then let's get ready to set off immediately. We must find the Lingmeng Herb and save the king's life!"

Everyone started to get busy, preparing their luggage and belongings for the trip to Lingshan.

Just as they were about to leave, Yu Xin rushed forward, opened his arms and stopped them, and shouted anxiously, "Do you know where it is?"

Everyone suddenly stopped as if they were under a spell, looking at each other with confusion on their faces, and shook their heads helplessly, saying they didn't know.

Yu Xin took a deep breath, his expression so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. He slowly said, "Spiritual Mountain is in the Dark Rift, and the Dark Rift is in the Space Crack. But the Space Crack cannot be opened with your power."

“Speaking of the Dark Rift, it is simply a horrifying land of death.

Endless darkness enveloped the place like thick ink, seemingly ruthlessly devouring all light and hope.

The valley is full of strange rocks. The sharp rocks are in strange shapes, like the ferocious fangs of a devil, eerie and terrifying. If you are not careful, they will mercilessly pierce your body and cause you to bleed profusely.

The strong wind howled and raged in the valley, as if countless evil spirits were crying in unison. The sound was sharp and piercing, and it made people's skin hurt, as if being cut by countless knives.

The bottom of the valley was filled with thick black fog that was as solid as a substance. Countless unknown and terrifying beings seemed to be hidden in the fog, making it eerie and strange.

As soon as you get closer, you can feel a spine-chilling, hair-raising chill rushing towards you like a tide, as if to freeze your soul.

And that space crack is even more dangerous, like a huge, bottomless and terrifying whirlpool.

It distorted the space around it crazily, and a terrifyingly powerful suction force emanated from it continuously, making people feel as if their bodies were to be torn apart even if they got just a little closer.

The edge of the crack flickered with a strange and brilliant light. The light seemed beautiful, but in fact it was murderous. It contained a terrifying power that was enough to crush a person into powder in an instant.

Once caught in it, one will be torn apart by the endless turbulence of space, and both body and soul will endure unimaginable pain, as if being cut into pieces, until they completely dissipate in this vast universe, without even a trace left.

Even a powerful person with a high level of cultivation must be cautious and tread carefully when facing this space crack. If he is not careful, he will fall into the abyss from which there is no escape, and there will be no day of salvation.

Are you still going? I heard it from the elders in the tribe.

Song Chaoming looked at Yu Xin with a firm gaze and said without hesitation: "We must go even if it is dangerous!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, revealing his determination to move forward.

After hearing Song Chaoming's words, the hesitation in everyone's eyes was instantly replaced by determination, and they said in unison: "Yes!" The voice was neat and loud, echoing in the air, as if it was their declaration of challenge to fate.