At the same time, almost everyone who had entered the desolate domain encountered the same situation as Jian Chou and Sword Bearer. But viewed together, what they experienced was even more bizarre.

Immortal Bixi appeared as a child, with a cold temperament and few words. At this moment, as various dreams flashed by, he actually fell into a deep well.

He looked up at the sky, but the sky visible from the well’s mouth was completely dark.

The abnormality of his current situation made him suspect he was in a dream.

He was about to fly out of the well to see what was happening outside when footsteps came from above.

Perhaps discovering this well, the footsteps paused, carrying some hesitation.

But soon, the footsteps resumed.

Looking up from the deep well, the visible sky was just a small circle. Immortal Bixi waited for a while before seeing a figure approach.

The person leaned toward the well’s mouth, and the one who appeared was actually Jian Chou.

Immortal Bixi was immediately slightly stunned. Their gazes met, and both showed some surprise.

Jian Chou spoke first: “Immortal?”

Immortal Bixi only glanced at her but didn’t answer. With a movement of his body, he ascended from the deep well, wanting to get out first before speaking with Jian Chou.

But unexpectedly, just as he approached the well’s mouth, a strange phenomenon occurred!

A mirror surface like quicksilver appeared without warning at the well’s mouth, blocking his path and making Jian Chou’s figure outside the well become blurred.

The next moment, the mirror surface became smooth.

Inside appeared scenes Immortal Bixi had never seen before.

It was the summit of a high mountain.

The mountain was towering and majestic, its top smooth as if someone had cut off the peak with a sword, forming a small circular platform. A giant stone sword was actually embedded in the mountain body!

Mountain winds blew through here, while white clouds still lingered at the mountainside.

The whole world was silent.

After a while, a figure flew up and stood before this giant sword whose blade was completely embedded in the mountain for a long time before putting down the wine jar in hand and sitting cross-legged.

Immortal Bixi recognized at a glance that this person was Jian Chou.

She drank wine facing the giant sword.

Drink a cup, pour a cup.

After finishing one jar of wine, she seemed to fall into some deep contemplation, sitting quietly for a long time with lowered eyelids, actually taking out a long scroll from her sleeve.

The four characters “Nine Bends River Map” flashed by.

He saw her open this scroll, flip to the end, then gently raise her finger and erase the last two lines, leaving a blank space that didn’t seem abrupt.

Immortal Bixi was somewhat confused for a moment: What was he seeing? What had Jian Chou erased?

Daidai’s mood was very bad right now.

Without even understanding what had happened, let alone figuring out why Jian Chou and Xie Buchen had suddenly started fighting, she was swept by the sea of blood surging from the depths into this city of ruins. It was simply inexplicable.

The only thing that wasn’t bad was perhaps that she wasn’t alone.

After all, she had actually encountered Jian Chou.

“Hey, I really want to ask, with Xie Buchen having such exquisite beauty that’s the ultimate in the human realm, how did it feel to sleep with him?”

Daidai’s eyes lit up as she was about to pounce on Jian Chou.

Hearing this question, Jian Chou’s eyebrows twitched, but she didn’t answer, didn’t even dodge, and let Daidai pounce on her.

Daidai thought to herself that finally there was someone in the Upper Ruins who wasn’t afraid of her, feeling happy in her heart. But unexpectedly, she crashed headfirst into something.

Looking up, she saw it was a mirror.

But what reflected in this mirror wasn’t her own face that could bewitch all living beings, but Jian Chou’s face.

She was standing at the edge of a dark wasteland. The ground disappeared here, connecting to endless void ahead, with chaos in between, and beyond the chaos was a blurred turbulent flow.

There, time didn’t exist, nor did space.

Everything seemed like the universe before it had fully formed.

Just looking through this mirror, Daidai felt her heart palpitate.

However, that female cultivator in the mountains and rivers robe, after gazing at that turbulent flow for a long time, actually leaped forward and jumped into it!

Her figure was swallowed by chaos in the blink of an eye.

And the scene in the mirror also became extremely chaotic at this moment.

Countless seemingly identical yet slightly different scenes flashed by alternately, vaguely showing countless worlds rotating in this mirror like a spinning lantern…

White Crane Emperor wasn’t panicked.

Having lived too long and seen too many strange and eerie things, when shrouded by those bizarre and unpredictable dreams, he only watched calmly, wanting to find some traces of the one who had set up this scheme.

In fact, when he returned to this city, he already had some understanding.

It should be Dream Tianmo, right?

Someone who could walk out of the desolate domain alive alone, yet had left so few records about himself in various texts that even he knew very little about this person—such a person must have used some special means to erase those things.

But this vast city before him…

Was it also a dream?

He pondered while walking through the ruins of this city, looking at these incredibly tall buildings, raising his hand to touch every simple or ornate pattern on them.

Then he saw Jian Chou.

She appeared out of thin air.

One moment, the ruins were empty, the next moment, her figure was already standing there.

At this moment, White Crane Emperor almost thought it was another dream invasion.

However, the Jian Chou before him was, like himself, a real living person.

Only…

She seemed subtly different from the previous Jian Chou: the way she looked at him had some vague unfamiliarity, not like she knew who he was.

The moment their gazes met, both frowned.

But Jian Chou quickly reacted: “White Crane?”

As her words fell, she walked directly toward him, stepping close to him in one stride!

An unexpected scene also appeared at this moment—

A mirror surface!

It blocked the two people and also stopped Jian Chou from speaking with White Crane Emperor!

White Crane Emperor inexplicably felt that the Jian Chou before him was even more eerie than the dreams he had just experienced. When Jian Chou stepped toward him earlier, he couldn’t even move, only reacting now and quickly retreating.

But while retreating, he also saw that mirror surface.

The moment his gaze fell on it, the mirror surface rippled like water waves, and inside appeared a boundless wasteland, barren of grass, full of mud and rubble, completely dark.

At the end of the wasteland was the sky.

Without clouds or dust obscuring it, there were no sun or moon in the sky, only endless stars twinkling in the universe.

It seemed to be an unnamed desolate star.

White Crane Emperor was immediately stunned, but before he could search his mind for the location of this desolate star in the Upper Ruins immortal realm, a scene appeared on that wasteland that made his hair stand on end!

Two Jian Chous, standing opposite each other!

One struck down with a sword, and the other fell into a deep pit, was buried with earth, becoming a grave mound!

When he shifted his gaze to look at other locations on this desolate star, the previous emptiness was replaced by countless grave mounds!

One connected to another, countless in number!

From this end of his vision to that end, densely packed.

What made him break out in a cold sweat was that when he focused on the tombstones standing before these grave mounds, each tombstone was carved with the same name—

Jian, Chou!

“Bang!”

White Crane Emperor’s expression became cold and severe, his heart already stirring up tremendous waves. He directly flicked his finger, and a crane’s cry rose in the city ruins!

A brilliant light shot from his finger, shattering the mirror surface.

But when he looked again, the “Jian Chou” who should have been blocked behind the mirror surface had already disappeared without a trace, as if she had never appeared at all.

Was it his imagination, or was it a method used by the mastermind behind the scenes to confuse people?

White Crane Emperor felt his mind full of mysteries. After standing in place for a while without discovering more clues, he walked along a street in the ruins.

Before long, two figures appeared ahead.

They were Daidai and Immortal Bixi walking over.

Like White Crane Emperor, both of their expressions weren’t good. As soon as they saw him, Daidai approached and immediately asked: “Did you encounter that Jian Chou earlier?”