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When Chu Feng had this thought, he was a little stunned.

But when Chu Feng realized this thought, a cold sweat suddenly broke out in his vest.

Chu Feng only felt numb all over his body, and he was a little unspeakably afraid.

Have you really been here?

Or is everything just an illusion of oneself?

Why do you have such thoughts?

Chu Feng's expression was already stiff, and he wanted to force a smile, but he found that he couldn't squeeze it out at all.

It took Chu Feng a long time to slowly calm down his mood.

He stood on the bridge for a long time, then held on to the handrail that was a little prickly, took a deep breath, and felt the breath that made him feel inexplicably familiar again.

Then he finally remembered something, which made him tremble inexplicably—this breath he had felt in the Seven Levels, in the Yaochi Sacred Tree, and on the dead wood sprouts in the Ten Thousand Gully Mountains...... Although the aura of this wooden bridge seemed to be missing something, it was a little different from the aura of the three, but it was not enough for Chu Feng to shake his mind.

The director of Kunlun once said...... The four relics symbolize an era, but is the fourth one the bridge?

Chu Feng looked at the bridge under his feet, his expression was full of astonishment, and after a long silence, he still sighed, even if it was, what could he do with this bridge?

Chu Feng decided to leave it behind, he walked across the bridge and continued along the river at the other end of the river.

Chu Feng continued to walk along the river, reading his ancient books as he walked.

When Chu Feng put down his 388th ancient book, he saw a big wind character and an arrow pointing forward appear on the other side of the river.

Chu Feng suddenly felt a burst of frustration, and he seemed to have walked back again.

He looked at the river and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This river went around in a big circle, and because it was so big, Chu Feng didn't notice it at all.

This river is a river without a head and a tail, with no past and no future.

Chu Feng decided to abandon the river, so he was silent for a moment again, and then he drew a big arrow on his side again, pointing in the direction he had newly decided to go.

This time, Chu Feng decided not to rely on any references, he decided to keep going straight until he gave up, or he found something.

Therefore, Chu Feng walked in the direction he chose without hesitation, without hesitation, holding the ancient books in his hand, as if he was strolling leisurely, calmly moving forward.

Each step of Chu Feng's steps kept the same spacing, and the line between the steps was also two straight lines parallel to each other, without the slightest twist and turn. It's not that Chu Feng is deliberately imitating the geist, but only in this way can he be sure that he will not deviate from his original direction.

This time, Chu Feng did not encounter a bridge, but he encountered a cliff.

Chu Feng stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the darkness in front of him, who didn't know how deep it was, but there was not much change in his expression. He was mentally prepared, because this was the underworld, a world that had long since died.

The cliff is straight and smooth, and below the cliff, there is darkness, which spreads into the distance until the end of the field of vision.

Chu Feng was silent for a moment, then he drew an arrow again and advanced along the broken edge of the cliff.

Chu Feng kept moving forward until another section of the cliff appeared in front of him, and Chu Feng stood in the corner between two perpendicular cliff sections, looking at the darkness under the cliff in a daze.

Chu Feng already had some premonitions in his heart, but Chu Feng continued to walk along the cliff, he walked through three corners sandwiched by intersecting cliffs, and finally walked back to the arrow he had drawn.

Chu Feng knew that maybe it wasn't the abyss below, but the place where he was, which was a little abrupt.

It's just that this abrupt area is a little too abrupt.

Chu Feng was always counting his steps this time, so he knew that the area he had walked through was a square area that was almost thousands of miles long and wide.

He may be the only one in this area.

Chu Feng knew that he might have to leave this strange abruptness, but he was inexplicably curious in his heart—why was there such an abrupt high platform standing here? What was that red river?

Chu Feng frowned, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest for this completely unfamiliar world, anything suspicious might be a help, so he decided to go back to the area surrounded by that red river to see what was there.

When Chu Feng returned, he was still counting the time by reading, and when he saw the wooden bridge again, there was still no trace of darkness in the sky.

Based on how much he had read, Chu Feng quickly judged that about three days of normal time had passed since he started counting - in this place, was there no night?

Chu Feng groaned, knowing that it would be useless to think about this question now, so he also gave up this idea and quickly walked across the wooden bridge and went deep into the middle area of this high platform.

Chu Feng didn't go too far to see countless gullies that fell into the depths of the earth, more than three feet wide—the width and depth of these ravines remained constant, crisscrossing each other, zigzag, and stretching to the end of the field of vision.

The signs of man-made ravines are all too obvious - how can there be such regular gullies in natural conditions?

Chu Feng frowned, then he took a deep breath and rushed towards the sky, widening his horizons.

This area surrounded by the Red River was about two hundred miles in radius, and Chu Feng looked down from the sky and found that the area as far as his vision could see was all such ravines—only less than ten miles away from the Red River, appearing and stretching all the way.

These ravines formed a very complex pattern, although Chu Feng could not observe the whole picture of this pattern, but his intuition from years of studying the formation told him that this seemed to be a formation, but he could not see any traces of the formation he had seen from the corner he could see.

This formation is extremely old, so old that it has long been completely forgotten.

Chu Feng did not continue to rise, but quickly landed, landed on the side of the ravine, reached out and touched the edge of the ravine, and gently twisted the soil on the edge of the ravine, which was as hard as metal - there was no trace of loosening of the soil, this formation should really be left before the collapse of the underworld, but I don't know what it was for.

Chu Feng stood up and walked around the edge of the formation, and found that this formation really covered a full two hundred miles in radius.

Chu Feng thought about it, and then he decided to go to the central area of this formation, where maybe he could get some useful clues.

But to Chu Feng's disappointment, there was nothing in the central area of the formation, and the only thing that was fresh except for the formation pattern might be a two-foot cave that went straight down and didn't know how deep it was.

Chu Feng took out his Light Pearl, and although he knew that it was a bit of a tyrannical thing to do, he had to make some attempts—he lit up the Light Pearl and threw it into the cave.

The pearl of light was completely swallowed up by the darkness in an instant, without any echo.

Chu Feng couldn't help but fall into silence - this cave was at least a thousand zhang deep, maybe even deeper.

This formation and this cave made Chu Feng feel a little confused, he couldn't guess the purpose of this formation anyway - he could only give up this idea for the time being, he decided to leave this high platform and find out where the others had gone.

He still didn't want to drain his True Qi too much, so he was going to use the Dragon's Mane Sword in his hand to stab some footholds in the cliff wall, so that he could safely leave this high and rising mountain.

Chu Feng finally chose a place where the dragon's mane sword was easy to stab, but it would not collapse easily, and then on his head and feet, it was like a gecko swimming in the wall, sticking to the cliff, using the dragon's mane sword in his hand to keep crawling downward.

Chu Feng didn't know how long it took to successfully reach the bottom, but Chu Feng remembered how far he had climbed.

Seventy miles.

This abrupt area is as high as seventy miles.

Although Chu Feng had seen the towering of Wanqi Mountain, which was called Tianzhu Mountain, he still felt that the height of this area was still too high at this moment.

If there was aura here, then Chu Feng probably wouldn't think so, but in the absence of a supply of aura and the true qi had to be preserved as much as possible, this height was indeed a bit excessive.

Chu Feng moved his somewhat numb limbs and glanced at his surroundings again.

The surroundings were no different from the abrupt ones, at least not significantly - the only difference was that he didn't see the river here.

Chu Feng raised his eyes and saw that there was still no one on the vast land, and there were only flying stones that he didn't know where they came from.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and started on the road again, he left a mark, and then continued to move in one direction, constantly advancing.

This time, Chu Feng didn't encounter the cliff, but he didn't encounter anyone either.

Even Chu Feng, who was used to being alone and lonely, faintly felt a little panicked.

After all, he is still a normal person, a normal person who can't take not seeing people for granted.

He felt a little hasty, and what made him even more unbearable was the inner exhaustion caused by it.

Chu Feng decided to find a place to rest and rest, he had already walked too far aimlessly, too many years, even Chu Feng didn't know how long it was.

If he had to give a number, Chu Feng would probably think it would be decades, because Chu Feng had never felt that the years would be so long.

Chu Feng finally stopped, he randomly found a boulder that was still soft ground, spread the animal skin felt in his mustard seed sac on the ground, and then the whole person lay down, wrapped the animal skin felt, and the whole person curled up, and then he was eroded by the sleepiness that surged into his brain, and fell asleep completely.

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