章節 1243: 1445
**Chapter 1445: The Stele in the Basin**
The curse was strong, leaving Lin Moyu with lingering fear. However, Lin Moyu also knew that his **State Immunity** was indeed effective against curses. As long as he was careful, he would be fine.
He hadn't expected the opponent's realm to be so high; it was truly a lapse in judgment.
"Still not cautious enough, need to be more careful in the future," Lin Moyu warned himself as he walked back to the flower bud.
The flower bud had already turned to dust, disappearing into the world, leaving no trace behind.
In the place where it once existed, a giant pit appeared.
Lin Moyu approached the edge of the pit and looked down. It was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything.
Suddenly, his soul alarmed him, and Lin Moyu quickly retreated two steps.
At that moment, a massive pulling force surged from the pit. If Lin Moyu had been standing in the pit, he would have been pulled down.
"What is this force?"
"Could there be other beings in the pit?"
Lin Moyu's heart tightened. He realized that if he fell in, it wouldn't be good.
With a thought, a hundred Skeleton God Warriors rushed out, leaping into the pit.
Lin Moyu had already connected to the undead vision of the Skeleton God Warriors to see where they would end up.
As the Skeleton God Warriors entered, the massive pulling force reappeared, like giant hands firmly grabbing the Skeleton God Warriors.
The Skeleton God Warriors couldn't resist and were carried away by the force.
The world was pitch black, but fortunately, with the undead vision, they could still see some things.
Lin Moyu saw a giant vortex, identical to the one he had entered.
The pulling force originated from the vortex, dragging the Skeleton God Warriors into it.
The Skeleton God Warriors were like small boats in a storm, swaying with the wind.
Unlike the vortex he had entered, this vortex contained things.
Countless meteor-like objects flew around in the vortex, resembling the materials of the ground.
Driven by the vortex's force, these objects moved at high speed, like cannonballs.
The Skeleton God Warriors constantly endured impacts, resulting in numerous wounds on their bodies.
Fortunately, the Skeleton God Warriors were strong enough, and these wounds weren't enough to make them collapse.
After spinning in the vortex for several minutes, they finally reached the deepest part of the vortex.
Then, the Skeleton God Warriors were thrown out like garbage. At the moment they left the vortex, Lin Moyu sensed a familiar aura.
Immediately, his connection with the Skeleton God Warriors was severed, and they lost contact, unable to sense each other.
"It's the aura of the Great World. Through the vortex, they returned to the Great World."
At the moment the Skeleton God Warriors left the vortex, Lin Moyu clearly sensed the aura of the Great World. He was 100% sure that through the vortex, one could leave here and return to the Great World.
Lin Moyu had an epiphany, "So this is the way to return to the Great World. It seems there should be many similar passages."
"Indeed, these are two different worlds, even isolating my connection with the skeletons."
Having found a way back, Lin Moyu felt reassured.
The skeletons he had sent out were still running on the ground and soon discovered something different.
Lin Moyu immediately rushed over and saw a basin.
The basin had a diameter of about ten thousand meters and a depth of about a hundred meters.
In the basin, there were numerous large pits.
Lin Moyu recognized at a glance that these pits were left by the death of plants, also serving as exits from this world.
So far, Lin Moyu had only encountered one life-threatening crisis, which he brought upon himself. He hadn't encountered any other dangers.
For another cultivator, they probably wouldn't encounter danger either.
Therefore, most cultivators here returned safely but didn't bring back any useful information. However, to truly understand the secrets of this world, one had to trigger the curse.
But how to trigger the curse...
Lin Moyu searched the basin with his eyes and suddenly saw a stele in an inconspicuous corner. The stele was pitch black, different from the color of the ground.
"This material..."
"Indeed from ancient times."
Lin Moyu recognized at a glance that the stele's material was the same as that of the mysterious manor fortress. He took two steps and arrived at the stele.
The stele had inscriptions, written in the ancient primordial script, similar to the ancient script of his previous life.
In this era, few people could recognize the primordial script. People like Little Ming King Bodhisattva and Xu Qingyang, whom he had saved, couldn't recognize it.
However, Zhu Qiwu and that mysterious figure could.
Lin Moyu speculated that the primordial script was only circulated among the upper echelons of various races, perhaps only known to powerful races. The inscriptions on the stele were originally numerous, but now most had been erased, leaving only fragments.
"Turul rebellion, I led the army to suppress..."
"No matter how strong the curse, it can't stop the master's glory..."
"Heaven... despicable..."
"I led the army... slaughtered Turul..."
These were fragmented records, but they provided enough information to analyze.
Seeing the word "Turul," Lin Moyu suddenly remembered information he had seen in a beast skin journal.
The journal had written, "In the year 998 of the Undying Era, your glory shone upon Turul."
Connecting the dots, he could roughly deduce the cause and effect.
In the year 998 of the Undying Era, this master ruled over all of Turul. It was unclear whether Turul was a mid-level race or an independent world at that time.
In the following years, a dozen more races or worlds were successively ruled.
Then, in an unprecedented war, these beings, unwilling to be ruled, rebelled.
As a result, Turul was slaughtered.
"So, Area 9-58 was once the territory of the Turul."
"Turul was originally a plant-based life form, skilled in curses."
"Ancient things are indeed interesting."
Races skilled in curses exist in the Great World, but they are all weak.
Unexpectedly, the Turul took curses to such an extent, surpassing the God Sovereign level.
Looking at the remaining pits, one could imagine their size when alive and infer their strength, not weaker than the flower bud he had seen earlier.
That was an existence surpassing the God Sovereign level, and in the former Turul, they were everywhere.
The strength of ancient times seemed to far surpass the current era.
Lin Moyu felt enlightened.
He tried to take the stele away, but it was firmly embedded in the ground, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it.
In the end, he had no choice but to use a memory stone to record the stele's contents.
Those big figures were very interested in ancient materials. If he handed this over, he might receive some rewards.
After searching the basin, he found nothing else.
He checked the pits again, sending dozens of skeletons in to confirm that they could indeed leave this place and return to the Great World through the pits.
Lin Moyu felt reassured, knowing he wouldn't be trapped here.
He left a few skeletons in place as markers, ensuring he wouldn't get lost no matter where he went.
Leaving the basin, he turned into a stream of light and flew in another direction.
The Skeleton God Warriors had made new discoveries.
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