The Ancient Vast Realm

Hearing Bale's last words, both Feng Xuan and Jian Wuchen were suddenly startled.

"Disappeared? Could it be that just like the Tagan people, no one can find their traces anymore?"

Feng Xuan looked at Baler with a solemn expression and asked.

"No, it is said that some people have seen the figures of these disappeared people in other places in the Ulan River Basin, but..."

Baler frowned, as if he couldn't describe anything.

"But what?"

Jian Wuchen's eyebrows were raised in a frown.

"But I'm afraid these people are no longer human. According to the description of the person who discovered it, when he saw the person he once knew well again, his body had already rotted, with maggots all over his body, exuding a strong corpse odor. Only one head is still relatively intact.

When he reacted and wanted to chase the other party, the other party disappeared from his sight in an instant and was never seen again. Then this existence was discovered by more people. Slowly, someone would These guys are called re-enactors or wanderers! "

Balak put down the wine bag in his hand and looked at the flames floating above the bonfire, obviously also very confused.

A disappeared person reappeared as a corpse, and he was still wandering in the wilderness. How could this not be puzzling?

Upon hearing this, Feng Xuan and Jian Wuchen trembled, and even felt their scalps numb slightly.

"Well, in short, after this incident, everyone walking in the Ulan River Basin will try to avoid the Tagan tribe as far as possible. If it is not necessary, they would rather take a longer route than take risks. I know Yes, that’s all.”

Finally, Bale sighed and stood up slowly, shook his head at Feng Xuan and the others, and comforted him again:

"Brother knows that the two of you may still go to the Tagan tribe, but you still have to listen to my words and just wait and see from a distance. Don't enter the Tagan tribe. It is said that there is more and more people there now. It's getting more dangerous.

There is a rumor circulating recently, I don’t know whether it is true or not, that a powerful man in the fourth realm entered the Natagan tribe again and never came out again."

After saying this, Baler held the wine bag, shook his head and slowly walked towards his caravan, obviously no longer wanting to mention this matter.

This kind of thing has almost become a taboo thing in the Giant Insect Wasteland. Most people regard it as an ominous thing, especially the caravans that need to pass through the Ulan River Basin. This is a taboo thing. .

If it weren't for the help of Feng and Xuan during the day, Bale would not be willing to mention such an unlucky thing in this place.

"Do you have any ideas?"

After Bale left, Jian Wuchen looked at Feng Xuan, who seemed a little silent afterwards.

"There are some speculations, but some places simply don't make sense and require some verification."

Feng Xuan's eyes showed some thoughts, but more of a deep doubt. He did not directly give Jian Wuchen a definite answer.

Seeing Feng Xuan's expression, Jian Wuchen was shocked. Although Feng Xuan didn't tell him directly, it seemed that the two of them had finally made some progress.

"If this matter is too dangerous, then we will give up. According to what Chief Baler said, I am afraid that this matter is indeed beyond the capabilities of you and me!"

Jian Wuchen slowly said to Feng Xuan, staring closely into his eyes.

"Let's take a look again. After all, we're already here. Even if we don't do an in-depth investigation, we have to come up with some conclusions."

Feng Xuan did not directly reject Jian Wuchen's suggestion, and said with lowered eyes.

The second day

When the Centipede Giant Continent set off again, some interested people noticed that the two powerful and iron-faced cloaked men disappeared into the camp without knowing when and did not set off with everyone again.

Balak stood at the front of the Centipede Continent, his eyes long and deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Second leader, you gave them a map of the Ulan River area. Did those two people really go to that ghost place? If something really went wrong, wouldn't this have harmed them?"

A well-dressed guard came behind Bale and asked uncertainly.

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter anymore. Even if I don't give them this map, if they are allowed to wander around, it will be even more dangerous. Now I can only wish them a smooth journey."

Baler looked calm and said without looking back.

What no one noticed was that a figure wearing a loose black cloak was also staring quietly in a certain direction, with a pair of large exposed eyes flashing with pain and complexity.

Above the wilderness, two figures were galloping on the ground at extremely fast speeds. Every time they jumped, they would glide forward dozens of meters away. Some insect beasts hiding under the wasteland wanted to sneak attack the two people. Seeing this, I had no choice but to give up in frustration.

"Why don't we go directly to the Natagan tribe? Do you want to give me an explanation now?"

Jian Wuchen said calmly as he hurried on.

"I want to verify a certain conjecture. If I can meet those wanderers who disappeared and reappeared in Uncle Bale's mouth, I am afraid I can confirm one of my conjectures. And if this matter is really related to the disappearance of the people of the Tagan tribe, Related, then I think I can also know how to report to the Holy Land."

Feng Xuan's eyelids drooped slightly, and there was some kind of divine light in his eyes that Jian Wuchen couldn't see.

"Can we handle it?"

Jian Wuchen didn't want to ask more. Since Feng Xuan said so, he must have a certain degree of confidence. In Jian Wuchen's view, Feng Xuan has always been very mysterious, and his extremely arrogant and stingy old man actually took the initiative to support him to make friends with Feng Xuan, which made Feng Xuan's figure in Jian Wuchen's heart rise to a higher level.

"It's hard to say, but if we don't encounter those old monsters, self-protection should not be a problem. Anyway, you and I are just mainly exploring, and the big figures of the Holy Land will worry about it later."

Feng Xuan said indifferently, but for some reason, Jian Wuchen heard some expectation from Feng Xuan's tone.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, five days had passed.

Feng Xuan and Jian Wuchen walked slowly in a huge canyon crack, and the two of them were almost full of disappointment on their faces.

"Are you sure it's here?"

Jian Wuchen folded his hands and frowned as he looked at the extremely gloomy canyon around him.

Some snakes, insects, rats and ants were crawling slowly in the dark, and some eyes were staring at the two people greedily.

Feng Xuan took out a yellowed animal skin scroll and looked at one of the places carefully.

"It should be right. The place where Uncle Bale mentioned that the most wanderers were found is near this crack canyon."

Feng Xuan said a little depressed at this time, and his tone began to carry a little doubt.

"Forget it, no matter what, we will leave tomorrow, and go to the vicinity of the Tagan tribe to check it out first. If it doesn't work, give up this mission!"

Jian Wuchen looked up at the night sky above the canyon, which was almost completely dark, and said solemnly.

"Okay"

Feng Xuan did not object to this. Obviously, staying like this would be a waste of time.

However, at this moment, in the ears of Feng Xuan and the others, a series of subtle sounds gradually began to come from far away, as if they were slowly rushing towards the two of them.

Feng Xuan and the other man looked at each other subconsciously, and both saw the doubt and slight expectation in each other's eyes.

"It's the sound of fighting! Let's go!"