Chapter 1649: Chapter 889: The Situation (Part 2)

Legend has it that the owner of the Spiritual Horse ventured into the sea of sand precisely to find this treasure. He was willing to take the risk, even forsaking his own life. Finally, at the last moment, he found the entrance to the treasure, but at the same time, he exhausted his own life force.

When the master fell, the Spiritual Horse, determined not to let its master’s work go to waste, remained standing at the same spot, hoping that someone would pass by and notice it.

However, the Spiritual Horse didn’t know how many days and nights had passed, yet it never waited for anyone to come.

Finally, on a certain day, the Spiritual Horse felt that it could no longer hold on. It didn’t wish for its bones to be scavenged and eroded by the wind; it wanted to remain here guarding its master’s treasure.

It always believed that a fated person would come, discover it, and take the place of its master to enter the Secret Realm and fulfill the master’s unfinished wishes.

Then, the Spiritual Horse activated its remaining Spiritual Power, shattering its own core and eventually turning into a stone horse.

From then on, the Horse Stone became the deepest legend buried within this vast sea of sand.

This legend has been verified by those from the Human Realm, and the entrance has been constructed into a mystical site’s gateway. Inside, a world of hidden wonders awaits.

It’s a world untouched by people, an isolated realm. The entrance guarded by the Spiritual Horse is now known as the Thunder Pond.

Lin Feng and his companions were still resting, while Wu Fa looked up, seemingly discovering something.

They saw a group of strange people approaching from the direction of the Thunder Pond. It wasn’t walking, but running. At the front was a woman dressed in light blue gauze, her shoulders draped with a white veil that fluttered in the wind as she ran.

She appeared to be in a great hurry, but it seemed she wasn’t running—she was fleeing for her life. A group of Desolate Realm assassins was pursuing her.

She wanted to run, but now seemed to have reached her limit. She ran near Lin Feng and his companions, and suddenly fell. It was unclear whether she was distracted upon seeing them or if the long chase had drained her stamina.

Even though not everything could be perfect, at least too many overlooked details wouldn’t affect the whole matter.

Because Wu Fa was extremely meticulous, he would naturally embark on such a perilous journey alongside Lin Feng.

The Court had now split, bringing great suffering to the populace. The Court did nothing for the people, and even oppressed the Righteous Path. It was truly despicable and intolerable.

Lin Feng, riding a horse along with Fat Uncle and Wu Fa, set off grandly on a journey to find survivors.

Such a journey was bound to be fraught with danger and intrigue. But no matter how difficult the road ahead, Lin Feng had to walk it because he had even greater responsibilities—upholding the Righteous Path he had long adhered to.

Lin Feng, Wu Fa, and Fat Uncle rode their horses into a canyon. Here, the sands continued to blow, filling the sky.

They had traveled this far without discovering the whereabouts of any survivors from the Six Great Sects.

The three had traveled all morning but hadn’t found a single clue. Lin Feng was puzzled: had the Six Great Sects disappeared, or had they returned to their own sects?

"This time, the Court resorted to schemes, not openly attacking the Six Great Sects. I suspect that even if everyone has returned, they wouldn’t continue to face danger."

Having said this, Lin Feng stopped the Spiritual Horse.

Wu Fa was by Lin Feng’s side, and upon seeing Lin Feng stop, he stopped too.

At this moment, Wu Fa also wore a confused expression, and he sighed in the endless sands.

"Alas, can you really be trusted?"

These words were evidently directed at Fat Uncle, who looked bewildered, perhaps even more so than Lin Feng and the others.

Seeing this, Fat Uncle raised his sonorous voice, quavering as he said, "Well, I was just following the directions given in the plans laid out by Lord Chang Xuan. Our people have been scattered, so whether they would come here, I really don’t know."

Fat Uncle spoke apologetically, and Lin Feng didn’t blame him but knew that blindly searching like this might not leave enough time to save people.

Thus, Lin Feng responded decisively.

"In that case, why don’t we head directly down this gorge? Perhaps we might find some survivors who managed to get here."

Lin Feng spoke decisively, but Wu Fa had already fallen into deep despair.

Before them lay an endless sea of sand; towering cliffs flanked each side. These desert cliffs were once rivers and green mountains, but as time passed and the world changed, this place had become barren. Only in this vast yellow desert has Nature left its brilliant stroke.

Wu Fa wanted to speak but swallowed his words upon hearing Lin Feng suggesting they continue forward.

Lin Feng understood that this was only his hope and not a prediction. At this moment, aside from relying on Lord Chang Xuan’s past guidance, they truly had no other plans.

The Heavenly Dao is distant and uncertain; the human realm is harsh. All things have their destiny. If this is a calamity destined for the Six Great Sects, then Lin Feng can only accept fate without forcing it.

"Brother Lin, you seem even more anxious than me. Shouldn’t we find a place to rest first? Under this scorching sun, it’s not wise to rely on our Cultivation to keep going."

Fat Uncle, seeing Lin Feng’s anxious appearance, voiced his concern for Lin Feng.

Only after hearing Fat Uncle’s suggestion did Lin Feng realize his exhaustion. Traveling in the vast desert quickly drains one’s body of moisture, making dehydration likely.

Despite Lin Feng’s endurance, he couldn’t continue indefinitely without rest, so he agreed to Fat Uncle’s request.

They went to a spot beneath a rock formation where there was an indentation, providing a bit of shade.

Fat Uncle dismounted quickly. The Spiritual Horse was very obedient and highly intelligent. Compared to ordinary horses, even if Lin Feng didn’t tether it, it would stay where he left it, waiting for its master.

Even if three days and nights passed without waking, the Spiritual Horse would still wait by your side.

There was once a legend in the desert. Once, someone lost in the desert, accompanied by a Third Grade Spiritual Horse, wandered for an unknown amount of time. The person’s strength was completely depleted, and they never woke again.

The horse beside him waited, until his body was scavenged by vultures and reduced to a pile of bones. Yet, even when the bones were incomplete, the horse never left its master.

This loyalty was due to the horse recognizing its master. In the end, it turned into a stone horse, standing firm amidst the vast sand.

Legend has it that whoever finds this stone horse will have found the entrance to a treasure.

Legend has it that the owner of the Spiritual Horse ventured into the sea of sand precisely to find this treasure. He was willing to take the risk, even forsaking his own life. Finally, at the last moment, he found the entrance to the treasure, but at the same time, he exhausted his own life force.

When the master fell, the Spiritual Horse, determined not to let its master’s work go to waste, remained standing at the same spot, hoping that someone would pass by and notice it.

However, the Spiritual Horse didn’t know how many days and nights had passed, yet it never waited for anyone to come.

Finally, on a certain day, the Spiritual Horse felt that it could no longer hold on. It didn’t wish for its bones to be scavenged and eroded by the wind; it wanted to remain here guarding its master’s treasure.

It always believed that a fated person would come, discover it, and take the place of its master to enter the Secret Realm and fulfill the master’s unfinished wishes.

Then, the Spiritual Horse activated its remaining Spiritual Power, shattering its own core and eventually turning into a stone horse.