Mu Changqing paid no mind to this at all.
In the surrounding air, countless bizarre substances, carrying an ominous aura, assailed him.
However, the moment any strangeness or ill omen approached him, it would turn into nothingness.
After walking for an unknown duration, the aura ahead shifted.
Mu Changqing found that along both sides of the ancient path, continuous mountain ranges, reaching ten thousand zhang high, appeared.
Upon closer inspection, it sent shivers down his spine and made his body tremble.
For they were not real mountain ranges.
But rather, ancient corpses.
There were powerful ancient cultivators, various ferocious beasts, demonic cultivators, demon races, Asura races...!
The corpses emanated the aura of their former selves, all of them being cultivators of the Immortal Realm.
The miserable wails Mu Changqing heard originated from these corpses; they seemed unwilling, unwilling to die like this.
Mu Changqing's spiritual sense perceived that there were no wounds on their bodies. They had died inexplicably and were discarded to the side of the Cycle Ancient Path.
Over time, these accumulated to form continuous mountains of corpses.
"A conspiracy of reincarnation? There is no true reincarnation. Since there is no true reincarnation, what are those reincarnators then?"
Mu Changqing frowned slightly.
Then, his eyes burst with purple light, piercing through the illusion and revealing the true essence.
This time, he detected something unusual.
"Hmm? The aura of the Heavenly Dao? Strange."
Mu Changqing muttered to himself, his expression indifferent as he moved forward quickly.
He had a premonition that more truths would emerge ahead.
On the subsequent Cycle Path, the mountains of corpses continued to stretch endlessly. The beings that appeared became increasingly terrifying, and the corpses grew more ancient.
Primordial Era, Chaotic Era, Netherworld Era...!
Corpses from tens of billions of years ago appeared, emitting the aura of Immortal Kings, and even the radiance of Quasi-Immortal Emperors.
A trace of shock finally appeared on Mu Changqing's calm face.
"Even Quasi-Immortal Emperors entered reincarnation? Was it voluntary, or were they cast into this place by an unknown entity?"
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Changqing stepped out of the ancient Cycle Path.
Ahead, there was no longer just a single bizarre road.
Instead, a colossal millstone appeared.
A millstone divided by Yin and Yang, appearing black and white.
The millstone was so vast it connected heaven and earth.
If measured by concrete data, it might be equivalent to a great world, standing within the ancient land of reincarnation.
On the millstone, an extremely dense aura of reincarnation emanated, and a faint ethereal glow continuously spread across it.
Around the millstone, streams of reincarnation runes flowed and swirled, steaming straight into the endless dark heavens.
Mu Changqing flashed closer, and bizarre forces around him resisted, unwilling for him to approach.
Mu Changqing let out a cold snort, and purple flames enveloped him, isolating all strangeness.
"Reincarnation Millstone? This is reincarnation?"
At this moment, the Reincarnation Millstone continued to turn ceaselessly, emitting a piercing and chilling grinding sound.
And on the Reincarnation Millstone, there were dried, withered bloodstains, as well as fresh corpses being continuously ground to dust.
Upon closer inspection, those fresh corpses were cultivators of this era.
Sensing it, the existence of the Reincarnation Millstone was extremely ancient.
Older than any forbidden land in all the myriad realms, it not only possessed the aura of reincarnation but also the aura of chaos.
"A Chaos Supreme Treasure? Only such a divine artifact could be so terrifying."
Mu Changqing sighed softly, sensing it carefully.
The Reincarnation Millstone was not only annihilating corpses but also creating new life.
Rather than annihilation, it was more like extraction, extracting the cultivation achievements of the corpses.
As for creating new life, it involved taking a wisp of the original soul, re-injecting it into the Reincarnation Millstone, and then entering the underground through the giant stone pillar in the center of the millstone.
And this place, due to the endless number of corpses, generated boundless resentment and powerful, unwilling obsessions.
They believed this was reincarnation, never imagining it was merely a deception, a scheme to plunder the cultivation fruits of all sentient beings.
However, the resentment and obsessions had only just formed when they were instantly annihilated by the Reincarnation Millstone. After purification and absorption, a wisp of soul was stripped away.
Memories related to the ancient land of reincarnation were extracted, all memories from their past lives were returned, and they entered the lower realm to begin their reincarnation and rebirth.
"Hmm? Not right, the aura of a living person?"
Suddenly, Mu Changqing sensed something unusual, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, as if he had discovered something good.
"It came without effort. So you were hiding in the ancient land of reincarnation."
"If this ancient land of reincarnation is a trap set by the Heavenly Dao, then are you stealing the Heavenly Dao's gains?"
Mu Changqing muttered to himself and then flashed into the Reincarnation Millstone.
In an instant, a terrifying force struck, suppressing his primordial essence and tearing at his soul.
"Scram!"
Mu Changqing's aura erupted, instantly repelling all strangeness.
He descended along the Reincarnation Millstone, reaching the lower realm.
Upon landing in the lower realm, there was only a single path leading to the void.
Mu Changqing appeared on the Path of Afterlife, his hands behind his back.
He looked ahead.
He saw streams of slightly transparent spirits, moving forward numbly, their minds blank and ignorant, heading towards the void ahead.
The road beneath his feet was bizarre, not a true road.
It was a Path of Afterlife formed from grayish, strange substances.
Mu Changqing's figure flashed, sensing the end of the road.
However, the path ahead was blocked by a strange force, making it impossible to probe.
But as these spirits moved forward, their spiritual bodies gradually became more complete, no longer transparent.
"If I cannot probe it, then I will experience it firsthand."
Mu Changqing coldly stated to himself. Such a grand scheme could only be the work of the Heavenly Dao, no one else.
He did not destroy this place. If he were to do so, the entire myriad realms would instantly fall into chaos.
At least, Mu Changqing did not intend to fully lift the final curtain yet.
Suddenly, a human-shaped figure appeared ahead.
It sat at the entrance to the Cycle Path of Afterlife, exuding a terrifying aura of reincarnation.
The figure was enveloped in black soul mist, and with each breath, thousands of souls were consumed.
A knowing smile appeared on Mu Changqing's face. He leisurely approached and stood before him, saying nothing.
As Mu Changqing drew near, the power of reincarnation was isolated.
At first, the figure was unaffected.
After the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the figure trembled slightly and suddenly opened its dark, eerie eyes.
When the man awoke from his slumber and found a black-robed figure staring at him, he felt his scalp tingle and his body shiver.
"Damn it, who the hell are you!"
The man retreated in terror, instantly putting hundreds of zhang between them. His face still bore the look of lingering fear, and his complexion was deathly pale.
His breath was blocked, and he was nearly scared into qi deviation.
"Oh, my, my, so timid. And you still dare to intercept the fruits of reincarnation to cultivate?"
Mu Changqing teased with interest, appraising the man.
He discovered that the man possessed incredibly terrifying fortune, being one of the Primordial Qi-gatherers.
His cultivation had reached the peak of the Immortal King realm, deep and long-lasting, clearly indicating that each realm had been established with immense solidity and power.