Cheng Yun galloped in the direction of the Niutou clan's station, and the canonization ceremony and sacrificial ceremony of the underworld envoy, the underworld general, and the underworld commander were all held in the tribal station of the Niutou clan.

The station of the Minotaur Clan is extremely vast, almost occupying one percent of the scope of the Underworld, this area is one of the few extremely safe places in the Underworld, no demon beast dares to invade the station of the Minotaur Clan, and no tribe or race dares to provoke.

The holding of the sacrificial ceremony is also the grandest moment in the underworld, almost sixty percent of the creatures in the underworld will pay attention to this matter, and the capable races will also send a large number of clansmen to the Minotaur station to observe.

The voucher that Cheng Yun obtained from the envoy contained the location of the Minotaur Clan's station, and he kept moving forward following this map, but he was surprised to find that he was lost.

"Woooo

On the ground where Cheng Yun was, there were bursts of crying and moaning sounds, and I don't know where this sound came from, and I don't know who made it.

Not like a man, not like a woman, not like a man, not like a beast, this crying sound is very weird.

"Here, it's not the underworld!" When Cheng Yun was searching for the source of the crying voice, he also found that the place he was in now was not the underworld.

Cheng Yun returned according to the original route, but found that after going around and around, he returned to the same place, and he could no longer leave this strange place.

Here, it seems to be another world, neither a wild land nor an underworld, just like the sword world, this is, a world that has been opened up separately.

"I didn't deviate from the instructions of the map, and the envoy didn't know me, let alone use a fake map to harm me, so it seems that the problem is this world where I don't know where!" Cheng Yun didn't panic at this time, he carefully recalled the details along the way, hoping to get clues from it.

"Could it be that gust of wind?!" Cheng Yun remembered that when he was hurrying, he felt a breeze, and in that wind, there was a slight crying sound, since being blown by that gust of wind, Cheng Yun could often hear the crying of nothingness, and at the same time, he also found that he was no longer in the underworld.

The sky in the underworld is gray, and the heaven and earth here seem to have been cleaned, Cheng Yun has never seen such a bright sky, nor has he ever stepped on such a thick earth.

"The heavens have lost their way, and the heavenly spirits should cry"

"Those who cry are love, those who cry on the ground are desperate, and those who cry in the sky die"

One after another, the slightest fragmented sound kept coming into Cheng Yun's ears, and these fragmented sounds seemed to be related to the formation of this realm.

"Here, there is no spiritual power. While Cheng Yun was collecting the fragmented sound, he also noticed some anomalies here.

In this strange space, there is no spiritual power, no power exists here, Cheng Yun's spiritual power, if you use a trace, there will be a trace less.

"Heaven is crying! Crying is to lose the way, cultivating the false is true, cultivating the small is big, and cultivating death is life!"

"Cry for the ignorant, cry for the ignorant, cry for the miserable all your life!"

As those small voices kept coming, Cheng Yun also collected eight or nine out of ten of the words recorded by those small sounds.

"This crying, is the sky crying?!" From those small voices, it is the sky crying!

Cheng Yun was confused at this moment, he didn't know, what this day was referring to, he didn't know, the crying day was not the will of heaven that he deeply resented.

"Heaven cry, cry for the truth-seeker" When Cheng Yun was confused, a middle-aged man's voice sounded not far from him.

A middle-aged monk in ragged clothes was walking staggering forward, he didn't seem to see Cheng Yun, but he kept muttering the same words, and kept moving forward.

Cheng Yun was shocked to find that there was a shocking wound on the middle-aged monk's chest, and in the wound, a drop of pitch-black liquid slowly flowed down, which dripped to the ground and was quickly absorbed by the earth, disappearing.

"Fellow Daoist!" Cheng Yun tried to say hello to the middle-aged man, Cheng Yun couldn't see the man's cultivation, nor could he feel his breath, he could only feel that the man in front of him seemed to not exist at all.

"Heaven cry! cry for the truth-seeker, seek the truth and get the false, seek life and get death, find the constant and get the moment, the sky cries its soul, the sky mourns its soul, and the sky is silent" The middle-aged man marched forward like a walking corpse, and in the face of Cheng Yun's call, he acted as if he hadn't heard it at all.

"Heaven cry, cry for the truth-seeker" From a distance, there were another recitation sounds, these voices came from a distance that Cheng Yun's divine sense could not detect, and what they repeated was the same words.

Cheng Yun injected a trace of spiritual power into his eyes, and the clear color in his eyes emerged, and these eyes were eyes that could penetrate the real and false.

Because of the integration of the book of life, when Cheng Yun opened his eyes, he could also see the lives of the creatures he saw, and he moved his gaze to look at the middle-aged man who was moving slowly.

"A lifeless man! He is a lifeless person like the Heavenly Dao Messenger!" What Cheng Yun saw was a blank space, this middle-aged man had no life of his own.

Three monks who were also in rags, after the middle-aged man left, slowly appeared in front of Cheng Yun, they still ignored Cheng Yun, like walking corpses, constantly moving forward, and their mouths were still silently chanting the words of crying.

There is also an identical huge wound on their chest, and there is such a shocking wound on their chest, they should have died a long time ago, but they are still alive, just alive, no different from puppets, from that huge wound, leaving a drop of black liquid, which will disappear in an instant after dripping on the ground.

Cheng Yun took out the wine gourd that he hadn't used for a long time, and after opening the seal, he shrunk the wine gourd several times, and transported a spiritual power, so that the gourd came to the wound of the monk on the left of the three.

The three monks walked forward, and Cheng Yun followed as long as they walked, and finally after a few hours, a drop of black liquid flowed out from the monk's wound on the left.

Cheng Yun made a seal and used the wine gourd to put the black liquid into the gourd, and after the black liquid entered the wine gourd, it did not remain quietly in the gourd, but went straight through the wine gourd, still dripping on the ground.

After several seals in a row, several liquid-bearing utensils flew out of Cheng Yun's Qingguang Ring, and arranged these instruments under the wounds of the three monks, and Cheng Yun still followed the three monks closely.

For three consecutive days and three nights, the three monks had already flowed out a total of six drops of black liquid, and each drop could not be carried by Cheng Yun's utensils, but directly passed through these utensils and dripped to the ground.

An ice pick made of spiritual power condensed in front of Cheng Yun's body, Cheng Yun controlled this ice pick to approach a monk's wound, and after waiting for a few days, another drop of black liquid dripped out of their wound, at this time Cheng Yun detonated the ice pick, and then the violent impact did not have any effect on the black liquid flowing out, it still fell steadily to the ground, absorbed by the earth.

The days before the sacrificial ceremony began were numbered, Cheng Yun wanted to participate in the sacrificial ceremony and obtain the approval of the Niutou clan, so as to open the reincarnation stone, and at this moment he was trapped in this strange space, so that Cheng Yun's plan had to be postponed, and now the top priority is to leave this place.

"They are also monks, and their appearance is mostly related to the wound on their chest! I don't know what the black liquid that flows out of the wound is, but presumably, it is extremely important to this place! Perhaps, I can start with this black liquid!" Cheng Yun was not impatient because he was trapped, which was not beneficial to leaving this place.

"Since I can't collect it, let me use my divine sense to see what these black liquids are!" Cheng Yun put away those utensils, unfolded a divine sense, and approached the wounds of the three of them.

After a few more days, black liquid flowed out of the wounds of the three again, and Cheng Yun's divine sense tightly locked on the three drops of black liquid, and this time, the black liquid did not drip again, but was fixed in the air.

"What can carry the black liquid is the divine sense!?" Cheng Yun had already guessed in an instant, his divine consciousness had moved a little in the direction where he was, and the three drops of liquid were actually a little closer to Cheng Yun's direction as if they were being pulled.

Cheng Yun took out the wine gourd, attracted the three drops of liquid into the wine gourd with his divine sense, and separated a trace of divine sense to control the three drops of liquid, which was not difficult for Cheng Yun, what he had to do now was to figure out what the black liquid was.

"Heaven crys, cry for the truth-seeker" In the distance, the sound of reading and chanting sounded again, and between heaven and earth, there was a strange cry, which was the cry of heaven.