Fortunately, as the ancestor, Tisha knew how to enter the realm of the lost. Under her guidance, Lin Xiao came back to the previous relief.
In fact, any relief on the wall can lead to the Lost Realm. The key is how to enter. The dozen or so ancient warriors who had lost their minds and become distorted and mutated and were trapped here before could not enter the Lost Realm. After staying here for a long time and being affected by the Lost Realm, their sanity gradually disappeared and they slowly mutated into strange monsters.
Even an eighth-rank expert cannot break this door, so you can imagine how difficult it is to obtain the legacy of the All-Seeing God Emperor.
Following Tishar's instructions, Lin Xiao looked directly into the compound eyes of the insect-headed beauty, and then adjusted his mental frequency to a specific frequency according to her instructions.
A few seconds later he felt the whole world shake violently, the original picture disappeared, and he had left the enclosed space and appeared in front of a huge statue exactly the same as the relief just now.
This statue looked exactly like the relief just now, but it was about five or six meters tall. Its body was that of a beautiful woman with exquisite figure, but its head was like that of an insect. What surprised him most was that this statue was not made of stone, but a peculiar material. It felt cool and delicate to the touch, and one could faintly sense some strange aura if one touched it for a long time.
The ground beneath my feet was solid, but it was not dirt or stone, but bone, as if I was standing on an oversized skeleton.
But in fact, the place where he was now and the gray and foggy distance were indeed on a skeleton that was beyond his imagination.
Because the place where he is now, if nothing unexpected happens, is on the corpse of an ancestor.
To put it simply, the Realm of Lost is one of the ways this world is called. Among the ancestors, the Realm of Lost has another name - the Tomb of Ancestors.
Of course, this doesn't mean that like in the world of gods, the gods fall into the star realm and turn into meteorites. The ancestor is immortal, and it is extremely difficult for such a powerful strength to fall. Even if he is killed by other ancestors, his soul will not automatically fall into the ancestor's tomb and turn into a meteorite like the fall of the true god.
The reason why it is called the Tomb of the Ancestors is that in the ancient times, one of the strongest innate ancestors at that time fell in this world. The powerful power of the innate ancestor changed this world, transforming this world, which was originally no different from other worlds, into a super-advanced world that can accommodate the arrival of the ancestor.
The rules distorted by the power of the ancestor caused the death of the indigenous inhabitants of this world, and outsiders could not enter this world, and even if they entered, they could not get out.
In later history, several ancestors who were on the verge of death for various reasons entered the Realm of Lost and never came out again. Strong people from the outside world inferred that they were most likely dead in there.
Over time, this world came to be known as the Tomb of the Ancestors.
Of course Lin Xiao didn't know these things. Tisha told him all of them before he came in.
It is worth mentioning that although this world is called the Tomb of the Ancestors, it does not mean that the ancestors must return here after their death. Among the few ancestors who have fallen since the birth of the wizarding world, only half of them entered here, and the other half mostly died outside, and most of them were swallowed by the killed ancestors.
From this we can see how powerful the wizarding world is. The number of great beings that have fallen alone is comparable to that of all the great beings in the Toril multiverse combined.
For the God Emperor of All Things, the Realm of Lost is the most suitable place to store his legacy.
Generally speaking, living ancestors will not take the initiative to enter the ancestral tomb. In the concept of the ancestors, entering the ancestral tomb represents bad luck. With the power of the ancestors, bad luck for them is not the bad luck in the concept of ordinary people. It is a very scary concept.
If Tishar had not been hiding in his soul and isolated by the crystal wall's origin shell, she would never have entered the ancestor's tomb.
Without the arrival of the ancestor, given the difficulty of entering the ancestor's tomb and the dangers inside the tomb, even an eighth-level peak powerhouse would not be able to guarantee that he would be able to get out alive.
Like all death worlds, the Ancestral Tomb is also filled with the breath of death. The death power from the ancestors gathers and once it condenses into undead creatures, they will definitely be extremely powerful. This is also one of the biggest dangers in the Ancestral Tomb.
I don't know if it's because of the statue, but there is no smell of death in a small area around it, but outside the range, the strong smell of death is surging like boiling water.
Lin Xiao walked to the edge and tried to stretch out a finger. The strong breath of death quickly attracted him and wrapped around his finger.
After a few seconds he felt a slight pain and pulled his finger back, only to see that the extended finger had turned noticeably grayer.
"This is a bit outrageous!"
His physical body couldn't even bear it, so other wizards who came in might not even be able to get out of the door.
He wanted to ask Tisha, but she warned him before she came in that she could not reveal any breath after entering the Tomb of the Ancestors, and even communication in her mind would not work, so he had to give up.
After thinking for a while, Lin Xiao put his finger into the range of the death aura again, and urged his magic power to form a layer of light film to cover his finger, which immediately triggered a huge reaction of the death aura. The light film faded at a speed visible to the naked eye and soon disappeared. He retracted his blackened finger with a hiss and shook it lightly. The black liquid turned into a drop of thick black liquid and dripped down.
"This won't work, let's try another way."
After waiting for a while, he stretched out his fingers again, continuously simulating the light films formed by different energies to cover his fingers.
As he expected, the breath of death reacted differently to different energies, but there was one thing that was the same, and that was that the reaction was very strong. Even when he tried to simulate the same breath of death, there was still a huge reaction, as if there was not just the breath of death outside.
After spending more than an hour trying dozens of different energies but to no avail, Lin Xiao was certain that he could only rely on his physical body to withstand the pressure in this ancestral tomb.
This time he tried to activate his true body power, like extending his pure gold finger into the aura of death, and there was the same violent reaction, but his finger did not feel anything.
He didn't move, but kept his finger out, waiting for more than two hours before he felt something unusual with his finger.
"Yes, the resistance is sufficient!"
Lin Xiao took a deep breath to activate the power of his true body. His whole body turned into pure gold and he stepped across the dividing line into the gray fog world.
As soon as he entered, the omnipresent gray aura of death gathered towards him. The wizard robe on his body flashed a few times and turned into ashes and decayed and disappeared. A perfect and sturdy man's body like a golden statue was exposed in the death aura, striding towards the depths of the gray fog.
Not long after he left, a wooden door suddenly appeared on the wall of the empty church hall. The door opened and five figures walked out one after another.
If Lin Xiao were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that these were the five elves who descended from the elves.
The tall man in the lead glanced around, his eyes fell on the reliefs on the wall, and said to his companions behind him:
"Take a break to recover your strength first, and then set off."
A few people ignored the ashes and bones scattered all over the ground and sat down. After a while, one of the sons of the Spirit Realm asked,
"I heard that many ancient masters were trapped in the Lost Path. How come we didn't see any of them?"
The leader was also very surprised. After thinking for a while, he replied,
"Perhaps they died because of the long time they have experienced. After all, they are not immortal. Their strength has been suppressed to the extreme here, so it is possible that their lifespan has decreased."
"I heard that this Lost Realm is also called the Tomb of the Ancestors. No less than four or five ancestors have entered it and never came out. Do you think there are any ancestors who are still alive?"
All the sons of the Spirit Realm raised their heads and looked at him. The only woman in the team waved her hand and said:
"Bah, stop talking nonsense!"
He smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to continue the topic.
They chatted for a while, and then the leader stood up and walked to a relief and said to them:
"Follow me later and see my spiritual frequency clearly, so as not to get lost or unable to enter."
As he spoke, a gleam of light flashed in his pupils and his figure became slightly blurred. The other sons of the Spirit Realm quickly synchronized their minds with him and their figures also became blurred. Soon, a group of people quickly faded and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Peace returned to this lost place.
Inside the ancestor's tomb, Lin Xiao walked on the ground filled with gray fog. Through the gray fog, he could only see the closest distance of less than ten meters. Everything further away was blurry. The death fog rolled and constantly changed into various distorted shapes, as if there were evil ghosts hiding in the fog, ready to make a move. The timid ones would probably be scared to death.
The Lost Realm was also a normal world in ancient times, so the terrain and other things were no different from the ordinary world.
The area he is in now should be a desert area, and the ground is covered with all kinds of hard and heavy gravel and bones.
A fist-sized piece of gravel that looked exactly like the common stones in other worlds was extremely heavy. Kicking it felt like kicking a mountain and it flew out and hit the ground, but there was no earthquake or gust of wind as one might have imagined, because the ground was also so hard and heavy.
The ground was littered with bone fragments, but unlike the heavy stones, these bones turned into ashes as soon as they were stepped on, and were carried away by the rolling mist.
I don't know how long I walked in the endless gray fog, but I finally saw a thatched house that was about to collapse. There were holes everywhere on the walls, and through the holes I could see that there was nothing inside.
However, Lin Xiao still stopped because he felt that this cottage seemed a little different, as if something inside was calling him.
But when he came to the door of the cottage, he stopped, looked up at the broken door and the shabby door hanging on the side, a sneer appeared on his face, and when he was about to say something, the broken door suddenly opened like a mouth, and the whole house tilted forward and swallowed him into the house, leaving only an unexpected "fuck" lingering.
It swallowed the tattered door of his dilapidated hut and quickly restored it to its original state. Soon, chewing sounds were heard from inside and the hut began to vibrate slightly.
Soon the vibration became more and more intense, and suddenly the closed door opened and vomited.
Nothing came out, like he was retching several times but nothing came out.
Then, the house suddenly began to twist and deform, collapsing inward like a bag with the air being sucked out of it, and soon shrank into a small ball and sank into a black hole the size of a fist.
(End of this chapter)