Beast Piercing The Heavens

3There was indeed a problem with Ye Qinghan, but it was still a big problem.    

    

He looked around at the desolate scene, looked at the dark sky, looked at the distant dark sun, and felt the countless unreleased desolation and eerie auras in this place. He knew that he had played big this time, played big … Too big!    

    

At a glance, it was like a cemetery. There were small hills everywhere, and there were no trees, no flowers, no people, and no signs of life. Most importantly, this place seemed to be … There were no Spiritual Qi s anywhere in the God Realm and there wasn't even an ounce of vitality.    

    

"Boss, what is this place?"    

    

Blacky subconsciously shrank into Ye Qinghan's embrace. The atmosphere of this place was simply too cold, quiet, and strange. While he was here, he had always felt an inexplicable sense of danger, an uncomfortable feeling.    

    

"This is a place that was cursed by the Divine Emperor, a place that was forgotten by the God Realm. Welcome to the Forgotten Land!"    

    

A group of Martial Cultivator wearing gray clothes walked out from behind a hill not far away. Their entire bodies were enveloped in war armor and even they wore a grey helmet on their heads, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.    

    

"Mm, is there anyone here?"    

    

Ye Qinghan was not the least bit nervous in his heart, but instead heaved a sigh of relief. As long as there was someone, it was fine. If they really came to a land of death, then there would be no hope at all.    

    

The warrior who had spoken was obviously a squad leader. He wore a gray armor with a star on his left chest and a row of numbers beside it. The martial artists behind him didn't have any stars, only a row of numbers. The squad leader's expression did not change as he walked over to stand in front of Ye Qinghan and said, "You have two choices. Either join our Rain Emperor Tribe, or die!    

    

"Rain Emperor Tribe?"    

    

Ye Qinghan frowned, he did not like being controlled by others the most. But he was unfamiliar with this place, and the grey armored Martial Cultivator in charge of the group was obviously in the Divine King, and from the looks of it, it was a high level Divine King. He could only bow respectfully towards the Martial Cultivator and asked: "Master, what do I need to do to join Rain Emperor Tribe? Are there any restrictions? "    

    

"There will naturally be people who will tell you about this when you return to the tribe. I'll ask you one last time now, are you willing to join Rain Emperor Tribe?"    

    

The squad leader's tone was filled with impatience, the God Power on his body flickered, as though Ye Qinghan was going to attack if he hesitated.    

    

"I'll join!"    

    

A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him, Ye Qinghan decisively replied. This place was extremely strange, and he had to get a clear picture of the situation first.    

    

"Wear this set of war armor. Your number is 9527. Follow us!"    

    

The captain of the squadron handed over a set of gray war armor that was exactly the same as his. After Ye Qinghan put it on, he took a look at it and sure enough, there were no stars on his left chest. Letting Blacky hide in his sleeves, he followed the procession and moved forward.    

    

No one said a word. Their speed was very slow, and from the looks of it, this group of Martial Cultivator were only using their body's instinct to move, not the slightest bit of godly power. Although Ye Qinghan really wanted to ask about the situation at this place, he sent a sound transmission to a Martial Cultivator in front of him. They could only silently follow the crowd without using any divine power, carefully observing the entire journey.    

    

"Hmm? There's another group of Martial Cultivator in front? The war armor is purple, could it be that it is not from Rain Emperor Tribe? "    

    

After walking for a short while, Ye Qinghan saw a group of Martial Cultivator s walk out from behind a hill, straight towards him.    

    

"Those are the people of the Thunder Monarch Tribe! Killing is forbidden here! 9527, don't you dare touch them!" Just as Ye Qinghan was feeling nervous, the captain suddenly said to him.    

    

The team continued to move forward, and just as the two teams were about to get near, Ye Qinghan suddenly felt that someone was staring at him from the opposing team. He vigilantly swept his gaze over, only to discover that there were some familiar eyes. This person was actually a wandering Divine King who had been sucked into the Deifying Valley a step earlier than him.    

    

The wandering Divine King was obviously discovered by the Thunder Monarch and joined their tribe. At this moment, his eyes were staring coldly at Ye Qinghan and the hatred contained within it was incomparably obvious. It was obvious that he secretly hated Ye Qinghan for forcing him into this damned place.    

    

The two of them did not speak, nor did they dare to provoke each other. They only coldly glanced at each other before the two teams crisscrossed and left. The two squads of Martial Cultivator didn't even spare a glance at each other as they proceeded forward. It was as if the other party was a vacuum.    

    

After walking for a few days, the group had gained three more members. One was in the Divine King realm, and the other two were at the peak of the Divine General. These people had clearly just arrived at this place. His eyes were filled with panic and terror as they continuously scanned the surroundings.    

    

The four of them sent a sound transmission for a short while, only to realize that the four of them had accidentally inhaled their Deifying Valley back then when their Phoenix-aurora Mountain Range was being released, and in the end, they had arrived at this strange place. The four of them did not have the slightest understanding of this place. After chatting for a long time, they were unable to find any useful information. However, after discussing for a while, the four of them formed a temporary alliance. Together, they thought of a way to survive in this unknown place. Then, they would think of a way to leave this place.    

    

A few days later, the group did not meet any new Martial Cultivator s. Instead, they met countless teams, including Rain Emperor Tribe s who wore gray war armor like them, Martial Cultivator s who wore purple war armor s, white war armor s, and cyan war armor s. Listening to the captain's explanation, they were respectively from the Cloud Monarch Tribe and the Wind Emperor Tribe.    

    

Half a month later, the group finally left this grave-like place and headed outside. There were still no flowers or plants, no rivers or lakes, and not a single person. Similarly, there was no aura of Spiritual Qi, only black soil that stretched as far as the eye could see.    

    

The group advanced silently on the black soil, their speed still incomparably slow. The four people saw that the Martial Cultivator in front of them did not use their divine power, but still relied on their own instincts to walk. Although it was strange, there was no question about it. She could only follow along obediently.    

    

After walking for a few more days, Ye Qinghan felt that something was amiss. Not only him, but the three Fighter As Well s felt that something was amiss. The four of them now understood why the Martial Cultivator did not use their divine powers to travel. Because after walking for so long … They still did not find any Spiritual Qi.    

    

However, they could not get replenished. If they used their divine power to walk, they would eventually run out and become ordinary people.    

    

And most importantly... They suddenly felt hungry!    

    

How many years had it been!    

    

After Ye Qinghan cultivated to the Monarch Stage, he could absorb the vitality of the world and turn a portion of it into energy that his body needed. Thus, he did not need to drink food. From then on, he no longer felt hungry. Right now, this damned place had no vitality nor Spiritual Qi. It had been half a month, and although they were experts of the God Realm and their bodies were abnormally powerful, they were already beginning to feel hungry.    

    

The four of them forcefully endured the hunger in their stomachs and began to think of ways to convert the divine power within their bodies into the divine power within their bodies. However, no matter what, they couldn't change it. For a moment, they panicked a little. If this went on, they wouldn't starve to death, right?    

    

The captain who was walking ahead suddenly stopped in his tracks, and took out four fruits that were emitting an enticing glow from his storage ring. He divided them among the four of them and said indifferently: "In the Forgotten Land, everyone will feel hungry, if not for this Holy Fruit, even the A Divine Emperor Powerhouse would starve to death! This fruit can support you for half a year, which is why the new Martial Cultivator s are receiving such treatment. If you want to obtain Holy Fruit s in the future, you can only kill them! In exchange for Holy Fruit s! Otherwise, the only thing you can do is die! "