99: A land of fallen immortals? No, it's a buffet restaurant filled with celestial aura!

The main hall of the War God Hall.

The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Hall Master Wu Wudi looked at Gu Yang, who was ready to set off (actually just carrying a large backpack), and his brows furrowed into the shape of the character ' river'.

"Are you really going to the Place of Fallen Immortals?"

Wu Wudi sighed, "That is a battlefield where True Immortals fell ten thousand years ago; the Laws are shattered and danger lurks everywhere. Even I would not dare to venture deep into the core area lightly."

"I must go."

Gu Yang's gaze was firm, and he was still clutching a spiritual chicken leg in his hand.

"Hall Master, you know that I have a large appetite. Ordinary Spiritual Qi can no longer fill my stomach."

"I feel that my Opportunity is there... or rather, my meal ticket is there."

Wu Wudi fell silent for a moment.

He knew he couldn't stop this Extreme Dao Prodigy. The path of a Body Cultivator was inherently Heaven-Defying, plundering creation on the edge of life and death.

"Fine."

With a flip of his wrist, Wu Wudi took out a jade talisman that emitted an ancient aura.

"This is a 'Boundary-Breaking Talisman'. If you encounter an irresistible danger, crush it, and it can ensure you instantly travel ten thousand miles back to the War God Hall."

"Remember, come back alive. You are the hope of Body Cultivators."

Gu Yang took the jade talisman, a warm current welling up in his heart.

"Thanks, Hall Master."

He grinned, "Don't worry, I still have to come back and take Er Gou out for good food and drinks."

In the far north of the Central Plains, deep within the ice fields.

This was a restricted zone for life.

The cold wind howled, and dripping water turned to ice. Goose-feather snow fell year-round, and the ground was covered in ten-thousand-year-old profound ice a hundred zhang thick.

At the end of the ice field, a strange gray mist shrouded the heavens and earth like a massive barrier, isolating the world.

That was the legendary Place of Fallen Immortals.

"Achoo!"

Overlord wrapped his animal skin coat tightly around him, so cold that his nose was running.

"Big brother, this place is too cold. My Overlord Body is about to freeze and crack."

Gu Yang went into battle shirtless, wearing only a pair of shorts. His blood and Qi burned like a furnace, and the surrounding snowflakes evaporated into white mist before they could even land.

"Cold? I think it's quite refreshing."

Gu Yang looked back at Er Gou, who was sitting on Overlord's shoulder, wrapped up like a ball.

"Er Gou, take a sniff, where is the good food?"

"Awoo!" (Over there! Smells so good!)

Er Gou stretched out a small paw and pointed deep into the gray mist, drooling.

It sensed it—there was high-level energy even more delicious than Astral Gold!

"Let's go!"

Gu Yang took the lead and strode toward the gray mist.

At this time, many Cultivators had already gathered at the edge of the Forbidden Ground.

There were exploration teams from various major Sects, as well as desperate Loose Cultivators looking to gamble their lives.

Most of them traveled in groups of three to five, moving cautiously in formation.

When they saw Gu Yang's "odd combination"—a shirtless muscular man, a shivering giant, and a dog wearing a cotton jacket—they all looked over.

"Where did these greenhorns come from? Wearing so little, aren't they afraid of freezing to death?"

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense! Look at that giant... that's Overlord!"

"Overlord? The top of the Hidden Dragon List? Then who is that bald guy in front?"

"That's... Gu Yang! That Extreme Dao madman from the War God Hall!"

The crowd immediately went into an uproar, making way for them.

A man's reputation precedes him like the shadow of a tree.

Gu Yang's current fearsome reputation in the Central Plains was enough to stop a child's nighttime crying.

Gu Yang ignored the gazes of the crowd and stepped directly into the gray mist.

Buzz!

As soon as he entered, the world around him instantly changed.

Gravity suddenly surged!

It wasn't a gradual increase, but a sudden, fifty-fold jump without any warning!

Thud!

Caught off guard, Overlord's legs went weak, and he knelt directly on the ground, his knees smashing the hard frozen earth.

"So... so heavy!"

He gritted his teeth, circulating his Heavenly Overlord Body. His bones creaked as he barely managed to stand up.

Looking at Gu Yang, however...

He just shook his shoulders and even hopped a couple of times.

"Fifty times? It's alright."

"The gravity field here is a bit chaotic, but it's just right for stretching my muscles."

The gravity here was chaotic; heavy in some places, light in others, and even anti-gravity in some, making it impossible to guard against.

But Gu Yang possessed the dual traits of **Extreme Dao Force Field** and **Child of the Earth**. To him, this environment felt as familiar as coming home.

"Er Gou, get down and get to work."

Gu Yang patted Overlord's shoulder, "Don't let him carry you anymore; walk on your own and get some exercise."

Er Gou jumped down and actually started running around excitedly after landing.

It ran to a pitch-black rock and started digging frantically with its paws.

Crack!

It dug out a stone emitting a faint white light and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Is that... an Immortal Spirit Stone?!"

In the distance, several Loose Cultivators following behind cried out in shock.

That was a Spirit Stone tainted with a trace of Immortal Qi! It was worth a fortune!

And it was just fed to a dog?

Gu Yang glanced at it, lost in thought.

"Even the stones have mutated. It seems the 'local specialties' here should be quite abundant."

Continuing deeper.

A withered forest appeared ahead.

The trees were pitch black and twisted into hideous shapes, like charred ghost claws.

Suddenly.

Rustle, rustle... a grating friction sound came from the forest.

Immediately after, over a dozen dark shadows rushed out like ghosts.

"Those are... Immortal Spirit Corpse Puppets!"

Overlord exclaimed and raised his fists to face the enemy.

These corpse puppets were powerful Cultivators who had entered the Forbidden Ground while alive. After death, they were corroded by Immortal Qi and Death Qi; their bodies did not decay, they possessed immense strength, felt no pain, and were extremely difficult to deal with.

"Roar!"

A corpse puppet wearing tattered Daoist robes rushed toward Gu Yang, its sharp claws whistling as they tore through the air, aimed straight for Gu Yang's throat.

This corpse puppet had been at least at the Early Nascent Soul Stage in life!

"Too slow."

Gu Yang stood his ground, neither dodging nor evading.

Just as the claws were about to touch his skin, he suddenly raised his hand and delivered a slap.

Slap!

A crisp sound rang out.

The head of that copper-skinned, iron-boned corpse puppet was slapped into pieces, exploding like a rotten watermelon.

There was no blood, only a faint, pure white stream of air floating out from the headless body.

The air current spiraled in the air, emitting a sacred and noble aura that was completely out of place with the surrounding Death Qi.

Immortal Qi!

Although there was only a tiny bit, and it was full of Impurities, that high-dimensional energy fluctuation made every cell in Gu Yang's body tremble wildly.

"So fragrant!"

Gu Yang suddenly opened his mouth wide and inhaled the stream of air.

"Wind and Thunder Lungs—Devour!"

Whoosh—

That wisp of Immortal Qi was sucked into his belly.

Boom!

Gu Yang felt as if he had swallowed a mouthful of boiling lava, and also like a ten-thousand-year-old ice spring.

Extreme heat and extreme cold intertwined in his body, finally turning into a stream of unprecedentedly pure energy that merged into his entire being.

[Ingested trace amount of Immortal Qi... Energy converting...]

[Energy +10,000!]

[Primordial Indestructible Golden Body proficiency +1%!]

Gu Yang's eyes instantly turned red, glowing brightly.

A single wisp of residual Qi is ten thousand points?

And it can even directly increase the proficiency of the Golden Body?

He looked at the surrounding corpse puppets that were originally hideous and terrifying, and his mouth gradually split into an extremely greedy smile.

"These aren't corpses..."

"These are clearly walking energy packs!"

"Overlord! Er Gou! Don't just stand there!"

"Dinner time!!!"

Gu Yang roared and swung his heavenly demon meteor hammer, pouncing like a starving tiger toward the group of shivering (if they had consciousness) corpse puppets.