章節 739: 943
**Chapter 943: The Best Fit is the Best**
Based on the task's hints, Lin Moyu first locked onto the area where the Ghostly Secret Realm was located. The God-Slaying Fortress swiftly navigated through this area, releasing a large number of undead legions along the way.
What intrigued Lin Moyu was that no one had taken this task. In the previous tasks he had executed, there were always quite a few people. After all, the human population in the great world was vast, which Lin Moyu could fully understand. But this task was different; in the vast starry sky, there was not a single person. No one had taken this task.
Upon reflection, it made some sense. The difficulty of this task lay in two aspects: finding the entrance and finding the Gray Stone. Generally, a level 3 task takes between 3 to 10 days, but this task was limited to 30 days. The time investment was too long, and the cost-effectiveness was not high. There were many level 3 tasks, and people would usually choose the better ones, avoiding this one. As a result, in the vast starry sky, only Lin Moyu was left.
"There are no good or bad tasks, only suitable ones."
"The task that suits you is the best task."
Lin Moyu chose the Ghostly Secret Realm task among many tasks because it suited him. He had millions of undead legions that could find the secret realm entrance in the shortest time. Similarly, they could find the Gray Stone in the secret realm in the shortest time, possibly more than one. The undead legions spread out in the starry sky, conducting a carpet search.
In less than half a day, Lin Moyu found the entrance to the secret realm. The entrance looked like a thin layer of gray mist, drifting casually in the starry sky. It was no more than five meters high and wide, almost without thickness. In the starry sky, changing the angle could make it invisible, making it very concealed.
Fortunately, Lin Moyu had enough subordinates, and the undead had unique perspectives, eventually finding it. What took others several days or even more than ten days, Lin Moyu accomplished in less than half a day.
Standing in front of the entrance, Lin Moyu smiled, "So, the best fit is the best." He passed through the thin gray mist and entered the secret realm. It was like entering a completely different world.
The secret realm was an independent space, similar to but different from the great world. The Ghostly Secret Realm presented a grayish color, with all starlight disappearing at that moment. Lin Moyu felt his body slightly heavy, as if an invisible force was pressing on him, suppressing him. This was a suppression from the soul level.
The Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal emitted a loud dragon roar, and the suppression disappeared. He saw streams of light weaving and flying in the sky. They were not meteors or starlight but something similar to remnants of souls. They only looked like remnants of souls; Lin Moyu knew they were not real remnants. He could feel the breath of laws on them, likely objects intertwined by some special laws. They sometimes danced wildly, sometimes remained still, with no order. Their existence added a touch of horror to the entire secret realm.
The secret realm had no roads or directions. Lin Moyu chose the simplest and most reliable method: circling. Just like when he searched for the Primordial Rune Secret Realm on the Meteorite Continent, he circled, expanding each circle a bit more than the previous one, ensuring nothing was missed.
The secret realm was empty, looking gray and desolate, with nothing in sight. After flying for half a day, a sudden gust of wind howled. The wind carried a large amount of sand and stones, covering the sky and earth. The skeletal armor shone, blocking the wind and sand.
Lin Moyu's ears twitched. He heard laughter in the wind and sand, a woman's charming laughter, very pleasant and melodious. With the laughter, an illusion appeared before his eyes. It seemed like a beautiful lake, with a beauty bathing, her thin veil half-transparent, extremely alluring. The beauty beckoned to Lin Moyu, every movement full of charm, captivating the soul.
Lin Moyu sneered, his soul let out a light hum, and the illusion shattered. The lake disappeared, and the beauty vanished. After the wind and sand passed, a forest suddenly appeared before him. Green mountains and clear waters, the forest exuded vibrant life.
Lin Moyu smiled disdainfully; such tricks might fool others but not him. He felt no vitality from the forest, only a pervasive death aura. The entire forest was like a dead land, devoid of life. The law of undeath surged in his eyes, and the forest was quickly covered with a layer of gray death aura. This was the forest's true appearance: decayed and filled with ghostly aura.
Standing before the forest, Lin Moyu's consciousness moved. Countless undead responded, rushing into the forest with familiar clattering sounds. The forest was filled with eerie winds, and the temperature dropped sharply. The death aura in the forest was nothing to Lin Moyu. Compared to the undead legions, this death aura was insignificant. When the world of undeath descends, that is when the eerie winds blow, and the death aura thickens.
Pointing to the sky, the Eye of the Undead opened in the air. Through the Eye of the Undead, Lin Moyu overlooked the entire forest like a god. He saw many living beings hidden in the forest; they had souls and were real living beings. But their forms were strange, indescribable as any specific animal. When the undead legions entered, they launched soul attacks on the legions. Soul attacks were silent and difficult to defend against. Combined with the special laws in the secret realm, the power of the soul attacks was greatly enhanced. Unfortunately, such soul attacks were too weak for the undead legions.
Lin Moyu estimated the attack power to be around Super God Level 7. But because it was a soul attack, it felt more troublesome. In fact, with a first-tier peak soul and soul armor protection, one could completely resist it. If the soul reached the second tier, combined with soul armor protection, it could almost be ignored. With his third-tier peak soul and soul armor protection, such soul attacks were not even enough to scratch him.
Seeing the situation in the forest, the undead legions began to counterattack. The special beings in the forest had soul attack abilities but were physically weak. Their defense and vitality were at most at Super God Level 5. They had no resistance against the undead legions' attacks.
"Ghostly Secret Realm, '魑魅' refers to spirits and monsters in the mountains and forests."
"Now the forest has appeared, but the mountain has not been seen yet."
"The spirits and monsters should be them; otherwise, they are too weak to be considered medium danger."
Lin Moyu thought as he stepped into the forest. The special beings hidden in the forest had no bodies; after death, they turned into gray gas, merging with the forest. Like the chaotic flying objects in the sky, these beings seemed to be formed by laws. Born from laws, they returned to laws after death.
Soon, all the beings in the forest were swept away. The trees and plants in the forest withered at a visible speed. The green mountains and clear waters disappeared, and the entire forest became decayed and filled with death aura.
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