Upon hearing Lǐ Huóyù’s words, Fāng Yǔ stopped his steps and turned to face Yuán Shǐ Gǔchéng behind him.
“You mean… there’s still something in this ancient city?” Fang Yu asked.
“Of course, since the ancient city of Yuan Shi has appeared, even if it’s not the real one… it’s impossible that nothing was left behind,” Lihuo Yu said.
“What would the Primordial Supreme leave behind in this fake city?” Fang Yu frowned and asked.
“That’s not necessarily true,” replied Lihuoyu. “I just advise you to search the entire city before leaving, otherwise, you’ll regret it.”
“That makes sense.” Fang Yu’s eyes flickered as he looked at the city ahead.
Everything in the city looks unreal and on the verge of collapse.
Even so, he should thoroughly search everywhere, leaving no detail unchecked.
Perhaps, within this fabricated city, clues to the true primordial ancient city might exist.
If clues exist, Fang Yu must find them.
“Whoosh!”
Fang Yu did not move, but stood still, closed his eyes, and opened them again.
At this moment, his pupils were already gleaming with brilliant gold.
Within the radiance, the mark of the cross sword slowly appeared.
Vision immediately zoomed out, from top to bottom, from cross-section to longitudinal section, the entire Yuanshi Ancient City transformed into a semi-transparent outline, completely presented before Fang Yu’s eyes.
At this moment, everything in the city is transparent.
Fang Yu’s brain was receiving countless complex pieces of information, including a stone on the street inside the city, and even a speck of dust on the floor, all within his field of vision.
But these are not the key points.
To search an entire city, you need to look from beginning to end, inch by inch.
Fang Yu stood still, motionless.
The little ball was behind, a pair of big eyes staring wide at Fang Yu.
For some reason, she always felt that the current Fang Yu was somewhat similar to her master.
This is also the source of that warmth she felt in her heart.
Master is Master, Fang Yu is Fang Yu.
Why would they be like that?
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh…”
Fang Yu’s eyes caught sight of a dozen figures, and his heart skipped a beat.
…And some Taoist cultivators remain in the city. …
However, Fang Yu didn’t care about them.
The Eye of the Dao’s vision, after entering the depths of the primordial ancient city, automatically locked onto a building!
Fan Yu immediately perked up.
His attention was completely on this building!
This was a very unassuming bungalow, situated on a street among rows of similar houses.
Within the Eye of the Path’s vision, this cottage now bore a faint, unusual glimmer.
This indicates… there must be something unusual inside the house!
However, even when zooming in, one can only see the presence of light and cannot penetrate it.
The appearance of the Eye of the Tao only presents two possibilities.
Indeed, there was nothing else in the house.
Second, this farmhouse is just a surface disguise. Entering it actually leads to a teleportation portal or a magic formation.
In this way, the Eye of Heaven cannot see through it.
Because the things in it are not in the same space at all.
“It doesn’t really feel like a formation…”
Fang Yu didn’t ponder it for too long.
After confirming the location of the bungalow, he retracted his gaze.
Then, turning to the bewildered little ball behind him, he said, “Come on, let’s go for another spin.”
“Huh? Why go back again?” Xiaoqiu asked in confusion.
“Come with me, and you’ll see.” Fang Yu said.
Thus, the two entered the Primordial Ancient City once more.
Passing through streets and past buildings, Fang Yu’s target was an unusually flat house.
Soon he arrived at the humble cottage.
Without the Eye of the Dao activated, this farmhouse is truly ordinary, even somewhat dilapidated.
Similarly covered in dust and sand, it appeared extremely ancient and inconspicuous.
An ordinary person walking by wouldn’t even give this type of cottage a second glance.
But for Yu, the more ordinary things seemed, the more they hinted at a hidden secret within.
Because the Primordial Supreme initially left such a fake city was to confuse the ears and eyes of the gods and demons.
If the Primordial Sovereign wanted to leave a clue or some valuable item within this city, it would inevitably be hidden in an extremely secure location.
This bungalow was clearly the relatively safer place.
The flat had a dilapidated wooden door, tightly shut.
Fang Yu walked a few steps forward, came to the wooden door, and directly reached out to push it open.
“Creak…”
This hut did not crumble like other things in the city, but instead emitted a sound of genuine friction.
After pushing open the door, there was a small hall in front of you.
As soon as Fang Yu stepped inside, he smelled a strange odor.
It’s not a foul smell, but a faint fragrance.
This scent is incredibly fresh, not at all like something that’s been sealed away for years.
Fang Yu’s eyes flickered with surprise as he looked around.
The entire hall was empty, devoid of anything.
Where does the fragrance come from?
Fang Yu frowned and looked ahead.
There is still one more door there. 166 <<<
The fragrance must have been coming from behind that door.
Fang Yu walked forward and came to the door, reaching out again to push it open.
“creak…”
Another sound rang out.
The door was opened.
A brilliant light flashed from the front.
Before me lies a verdant expanse of green, with a range of mountains stretching out in the distance.
The air was fresh, and the sunlight streamed down, but it didn’t feel hot.
This is a rare and beautiful sight.
Fang Yu was stunned for several seconds, narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked into this brand new world.
The little ball skipped happily behind.
As soon as the two people entered, the door behind them automatically closed.
At this moment, the world before my eyes is flawless.
Standing still, one can feel the vitality of all things.
But Fang Yu’s gaze was not on the surrounding scenery.
He looked straight ahead.
On the peak of the mountain before him, there was a figure sitting in meditation with its back to him.
Fan Yu took a few steps forward.
“This place is so beautiful…”
The little ball looked around excitedly behind it.
When she followed Fang Yu’s gaze forward, seeing the figure sitting in meditation on the peak of the mountain ahead, her entire body trembled and she froze in place.
“Master…”
The little ball’s eyes immediately reddened, filled with tears that streamed down uncontrollably.
This is… the back of the Primordial Supreme Being!
Fang Yu walked forward, wanting to approach the mountain.
He walked for a while, but the mountain didn’t seem to get any closer. It remained in the same place.
At this point, he realized…he was unable to reach that mountain.
That mountain… does not exist within this space.
Or, it doesn’t exist at all; this is a projection.
Fang Yu stopped in his tracks, raised his head, and just watched the distant figure.
After some thought, he spoke: “You are… the Primordial Sovereign?”
That back remains in that position, still.
After a moment, a low voice spoke.