And in this century, this mysterious passage is also not calm.

Sometimes there seemed to be an extremely ominous aura approaching, but when the outsiders noticed the fairy energy here and the deterrent power specially released by the turtle, they probably found that the owner here was not easy to mess with, so they consciously took a detour.

Unwilling to have meaningless conflicts.

After all the construction was completed, and it was not until Du Bai first met, that the turtle stopped. At this time, with the formation of the barrier, the strange auras and screams around had decreased a lot.

At least tolerant.

And it also crawled into the house again, looked at the pale body of the scholar on the bed, and sent the bead back into his body.

But this can only temporarily save the scholar's body and will not decay. The turtle himself can feel that the blood and energy in the scholar's body have almost been consumed. If it continues for a long time, it may be infected by the yin energy here and become a sane zombie.

For this reason, it thought for a long time, thought of what the scholar once said to him, and also remembered the ungrateful atrocities of the villagers before, and its eyes gradually became vicious.

Finally, I made up my mind to implement a plan to gain blood through sacrifices from mortals.

That is the scenes Du Bai saw before.

It walked out of the door again and returned to the river after a hundred years.

After such a long time, even the oldest old people in the village have passed away. No one remembers that there was a river god in Suwon Village.

As for the smashed statue, no one knows it.

The arrival of the turtle immediately declared its existence to the people here and asked them to offer sacrifices on time to maintain their blood and energy.

But in Du Bai's eyes, it was indeed just because of this at first.

However, as time passed, its mind and spirit had been corroded as long as it was killed and immersed in blood and resentment. It was not as normal as it was before.

There was even a trace of evil spirit, strange and inexplicable.

"Maybe it was from this time that the turtle was truly trapped in a demonic obstacle, and eventually even forcibly killed all the villagers, turning all the villagers into ghosts and harming passers-by."

Du Bai couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the turtle's gradually becoming crazy.

He had already roughly understood the specific story. Although the turtle savior was eager to save his savior, the crimes committed in the process were absolutely unforgivable.

Now that he explodes and dies, it may be another suitable destination.

Seeing that he had already understood what happened and there was no need to stay here, he stretched out his hand and everything in front of him turned into a cloud of smoke and gradually dissipated.

Strictly speaking, this is also another form of dreaming. The ability of the Nightmare Dragon King is naturally stronger than that of his own mortal body, so just touching it like this is enough to detect the other party’s memory information.

It is not even limited to the things that happened before his death, but also some memories after his death...

Returning to reality, Du Bai looked at the corpse of the scholar in front of him.

"Now there will be no more turtles to collect blood and energy for him. If this continues, I am afraid that the result will be completely eroded by the yin energy here. It would be better to leave the last decent result..."

He turned around and walked out of the wooden house, and then with the thoughts, a dark blue flame began to gradually ignite behind him, and quickly covered the house.

In the blink of an eye, the entire wooden house was covered with flames. The blue flames were rushing extremely high with bursts of gray smoke, but strangely there was no heat wave coming. Instead, it seemed that the temperature around the body was sucked away, which was even colder and more bitter than before.

The burning speed was also extremely fast. In a short while, the wooden houses and courtyards that were originally quite rural had turned into ashes, and the scholar's corpse was already mixed in it.

Du Bai stretched out his hand and all the ashes gathered in his hands, intending to return to the original position after returning to reality later.

But among the ashes, there was another thing that caught his attention - the jade bead he had seen before.

This thing is a real immortal relic, not something that ordinary flames can only burn, and it cannot even leave any marks on it.

At this time, the beads also flew into his hands. With a slight sense, you could feel the empty inside.

It's similar to when I first got the Dragon Ball.

It was all the former master who did not use it reasonably, resulting in the exhaustion of all the immortal power.

Fortunately, Du Baiben didn't care about these things.

"The name of River God sounds good, but how can you compare to the Dragon Prince?"

In terms of functionality, it is not my current urgent need. It is quite good to use it as a collection and study of the power of immortals and Buddhas.

He flipped his palm and took it into his pocket, not caring too much.

Then, he looked at the surrounding environment and frowned slightly.

At this time, after the wooden house was destroyed by itself, everything here became what it was at the beginning. In the distance of darkness, you could vaguely hear some kind of ghost crying in pain, which was creepy.

"This should not be the structure inside that small world, but it is more like a special channel created through that small world, connecting this unknown world..."

Du Bai observed the surroundings and guessed in his heart.

But for some reason, he always had a familiar sense of familiarity about this place, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Maybe it's not me, but the impression of a certain immortal god?"

He was thinking, but as the small world outside began to gradually collapse and there was not enough time, he could only leave here for the time being and wait for another opportunity next time.

However, he was more careful and did not forget to leave a mark here so that he could find it himself in the future.

"Boom..."

At this time, outside the passage.

This small world that had lasted for hundreds of years finally ushered in its own doomsday. The sky was like a mirror shattering, and fine cracks appeared. The black clouds were pressed to the point where they seemed to be within reach. Sometimes silver-white lightning bursts through the fog, dyeing the world pale.

As for the villagers who had returned to their original state at some point, they had no awareness of the changes in the weather at this time and still maintained their behavior before their death.

Both the words and expressions are exactly the same, as if a program is trapped in a vicious cycle.

Du Bai glanced at them, and left this small world without nostalgia.

With the destruction of the small world, they should also be finally liberated and reborn.

This is the best result for these mortals.
Chapter completed!