Since Lin Yi had been in seclusion in the Deadmire, he had paid attention to the outside world less than ten times in the past 100,000 years.
He remembered that he had not paid attention to the changes outside for tens of thousands of years.
Tens of thousands of years was enough to make everything very unfamiliar.
Furthermore, Lin Yi had been in seclusion for 100,000 years!
A hundred thousand years of vicissitudes, a hundred thousand years of ups and downs in the sea
The outside world had become very unfamiliar to him.
From the middle-aged man's memories, he could tell that there were all kinds of forces in the world of cultivation.
But the problem was that the size of the cultivation world was different from what Lin Yi had imagined.
The size of the cultivation world in the middle-aged man's memory was many times smaller than Lin Yi's impression.
Moreover, the spiritual energy was so thin that it was pitiful.
The memories of another group of people provided him with a reliable answer.
About 70,000 years ago
The world seemed to have experienced a great change.
The world of cultivation at that time shattered.
He didn't know if it was man-made or a masterpiece of nature.
The entire cultivation world was divided.
They turned into small worlds!
If this situation was really man-made, how much power and cultivation would it take to split the entire cultivation world into small worlds?
Lin Yi pondered for a moment. He didn't know if he could do it because he had never tried it before.
Then it was very likely that it was not man-made, but a masterpiece of nature, a divine work of nature.
The group of people who were chasing after the middle-aged man came from another small world that had split apart.
The other party seemed to have found the passageway between the two small worlds.
Only then could he enter the world that the middle-aged man was in and plan to plot against these worlds.
If he wanted to plan for this world, he had to lay a good foundation in this world.
Hence, they started to work together.
Then, today's incident happened.
"Indeed. If that's the case, it can explain why the spiritual energy in the two groups of people is different. Then, did the members of the chat group also come from the small worlds that had split up from the cultivation world 70,000 years ago?”
This question suddenly flashed across Lin Yi's mind, but he quickly dismissed it because it was impossible.
Just the "I'm Not a Mage" in the group, which was the continent of magic and battle energy where Camille Cavendish was from, was the complete western fantasy system in this world.
It was not a complete system that could be nurtured in 70,000 years.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me!" Very quickly, Lin Yi threw away all the thoughts in his mind.
He was this kind of person who was too lazy to think about too many things.
Anyway, no matter how many parts the Cultivation world split into, it did not have much to do with him.
Moreover, the cultivation world 70,000 years ago was ridiculously large.
It was actually not a bad thing to shrink into small worlds now.
At least they didn't have to fight so often.
He would pick up the stars and the moon at every turn.
Lin Yi no longer paid attention to these people. Whatever happened to the outside world had nothing to do with him.
Anyway, he was already used to staying in this small piece of land.
As long as no one caused trouble in his territory.
He was too lazy to care about anything.
As for the people who entered the Deadmire, would they accidentally enter the killing formations he had set up? That had nothing to do with him. It was purely those people's bad luck.
Was he going to put up a few signs in every corner of the Deadmire? And then remind the people who came in?
That was simply unrealistic, and there was no point in doing so.
After Lin Yi's Divine Sense dispersed, the middle-aged man and the group of people outside were shocked.
They suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Only then did they realize that they were already covered in cold sweat, and their clothes were already drenched in sweat.
Even his face began to turn extremely pale.
It was as if he had fallen sick for no reason.
At this moment, in the Deadmire, the middle-aged man, who had finally regained his senses, felt a lingering fear in his heart!
" What's going on?!" He realized that his heart was already filled with fear and shock!
Previously, when he was being chased and almost died, he did not show any fear.
But now, his heart was filled with fear.
It was as if he had experienced some great horror.
"What was that just now?" His tone was trembling uncontrollably."Is that divine sense? What kind of person's Spiritual Force could be so terrifying?”
"Just feeling it makes one unable to move their entire body, and they are even unable to mobilize their spiritual energy.”
"Even my brain went blank for a moment!”
"Hiss! Could it be that there was some powerful figure hiding in the Deadmire?”
"Hidden among the powerful cultivators of the legends?”
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead again. He felt that he could not stay here any longer.
There was definitely a powerful existence in the Deadmire! He was extremely powerful!
It was so powerful that it was unimaginable!
That was an unimaginable level!
His sudden intrusion must have angered the mysterious senior in the Deadmire.
If he continued to stay here, he might lose his life.
Although the outside world was also very dangerous, at least there was still a chance of survival.
However, if he were to face such a mysterious senior, he would really have no chance of survival.
Just like him, there was another group of people who were trembling in fear!
This group of people was the group that was chasing after the middle-aged man.
Outside the edge of the Deadmire, five people were drenched in cold sweat!
Although their cultivations weren't weak,
However, just now, they felt that they were no different from little ants.
It might even be inferior to an ant!
" How is this possible?!" One of them was even more incredulous, his face full of shock."How can there be such a terrifying existence in this small world? What was the other party's cultivation base? Mahayana? Tribulation? Or was he the legendary immortal?!”
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