Chapter 992 - Way Back Home
Curious about what lay below, Liu Wuxie dived from the piller. However, even if he spent ten thousand years descending, he wouldn't reach the base of the stone pillar.
This place followed no laws of time or space. Even though it seemed like he was descending, he made no progress at all. He remained stuck in a dead loop, unable to find a way out.
As he returned to the top of the pillar, he felt helpless. He could only spend his time cultivating or traveling between the pillars, trying to search for clues. But every attempt he made ended in disappointment.
Eventually, Liu Wuxie forgot where he was or how long he had been drifting through the void realm. Anyone else in his position would have gone mad with suicidal thoughts in this unbearable silence.
At last, Liu Wuxie gave up. Exhausted, he sat atop the stone pillar and looked at the sky. He couldn't accept his fate of being trapped here for the rest of his life.
After his frustration faded, he calmed his mind and focused. He sat atop the pillar with his legs crossed, eyes closed, and all his senses focused, hoping to sense even the faintest trace of something in the void.
"Wait! Deathly energy! Perhaps I can use the deathly energy here to comprehend the Death Dao Art!" he muttered.
The Death Dao Art was a dao technique that manipulated and drained lifespan. With it, a youth could turn into a wrinkled old man in mere moments, and this was its terrifying nature.
However, comprehending such a profound dao technique couldn't happen overnight.
Since he was trapped here with no way out, Liu Wuxie figured he might as well use the time to comprehend it. Cultivation became his only way of finding comfort in this hopeless situation.
With hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, he had no shortage of resources.