Chapter 1151 Searching for the Truth
Alban, residing within the depths of the underworld, was ame with intense passion, his heart aze
with fervor.
The spirit energy in the underworld inherently surpasses that of the mortal world, and after being
entrenched in an environment bereft of nurturing resources for an extended period, Alban was like a
fish stranded on the shore.
Yet, with a sudden ssh, he dove into the water, and an immediate sense of revitalization engulfed
his physical and mental being.
One year...
Within such circumstances, even in the absence of effort, merely grant him a single year!
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Alban believed that within this span, he could shatter his current limitations, for he sensed something
loosening!
Alban remained oblivious to the fact that...
Spending one year in the underworld meant that three years in the mortal world passed. Whenever he
left the underworld, he would die.
Serene furrowed her brows, yet Alban ignored her words. She immediately got angry.
The "Fairy" adopted an aloof demeanor, carefully emting the expression of Emperor Prosper, and
uttered nonchntly, "Can you tell me where the spiritual spring is now?"
Ites to light that, after encountering Serene, Alban''s presence was still met with disregard.
Clutching his teeth, Alban offered her a droplet of water from the spiritual spring.
The spiritual spring stood as an awe-inspiring resource throughout the underworld, and it was one of
the most treasured assets for those who sought to cultivate their souls within this realm.
How could Serene possibly resist?
A harmonious ord struck. Serene guided him through the underworld, while Alban led her to the
spiritual spring.
Alban reins in the fervor within him and imparts, "The spiritual spring is within the depths of the Ghost
Abyss."
Serene''s gaze darkened with a tinge of murderous intent. "Are you joking?"
Even beings of the stature of the Ruler of Hell dare not venture into the depths of the Ghost Abyss.
Venturing into the ghostly abyss was equivalent to courting one''s demise.
Alban shook his head and rified, "I''m not joking. The spiritual spring is in the Ghost Abyss. Within it,
not only is the reservoir of spiritual springs abundant, but due to its inessibility, numerous springs
converge to form a cascading waterfall."
He recounted his initial encounter and then candidly revealed, "I know how to get down Ghost Abyss,
but you need to be patient..."
Serene found it difficult to resist Alban''s sincerity and the allure of the spiritual spring waterfall. She
agreed, saying, "Alright, I''ll trust you for the time being!"
The duo hastened toward the Ghost Abyss.
…
Mount Cape, the cradle of mountains.
Legend had it that Eterna and Gaea once sought refuge on Mount Cape, preserving the world from
inundation and peril.
Numerous ancient texts referenced Mount Cape repeatedly. However, when considering the directions
outlined in these texts, particrly in mythical ounts, the described location of Mount Cape
appeared incongruent with its actual position.
Two theories emerged to address this disjunction. The first postted a time and space incongruity,
suggesting that the Mount Cape described in various records was disparate due to temporal and
spatial disparities.
The second theory revolved around enchantment. Some thought that Mount Cape from ancient myths
was concealed, hence its vanishing without a trace, leaving behind an ostensibly ordinary towering
peak in reality, also christened Mount Cape.
Ivan, upon researching Mount Cape, dismissed these narratives as tales spun by people who seek
immortality.
Yet, his perspective changed drastically when he set foot in the underworld andid eyes on this very
mountain.
The "ssic of Mountains and Seas" painted Mount Cape as a pinnacle ascending directly into the
heavens, aligning with the constetion Big Dipper, Eterna''s capital, and where powerful deities
resided. Hera was located in the heart of Mount Cape and held her dominion there.
Ivan gazed at the immense mountain before him, its form resembling a sky-piercing pir. The
mountain''s summit was abruptly cut off, somewhat akin to Apex Mountain; it dwarfed him in
"Considering this description, it ought to be a celestial sacred mountain. How could it possibly reside
within the underworld..."
Suppressing the astonishment swelling within him, Ivan embarked on a half-month journey from merely
beholding the holy mountain to traversing its terrain.
At the foot of Mount Capes, he could not gauge the distance, which spanned countless miles.
The base of the mountain was smothered in somber mist, and the moment Ivan approached its
perimeter, his chest constricted as if a force pressed upon his head, demanding entry as if he were to
crawl in.
At the peak of his youthful vigor at 14, Ivan would not bow his back even if his knees gave way. How
could he sumb to crawling?
He had toiled covertly for years, asionally returning to see how Lilly was doing. Yet fate seemed to
conspire against him, either by making him miss Lilly by chance or by catching a fleeting glimpse of her
as she passed by.
Ivan felt as if he were on the brink of forgetting what Lilly looked like, with only the indelible glow of their
time spent in the Ghost Abyss remaining at the forefront of his consciousness.
Resolute, Ivan advanced.
A soft snap resonated as if his bones were being crushed, draining color from Ivan''s face and making
his agony nearly overwhelming.
mping his jaws shut, he raised his head with effort, locking his gaze onto the sacred mountain
before him with an enigmatic glint in his eyes!
An intuition seized him, suggesting that upon entering the mountain this time, he could dissolve the
haze in his heart…
Who was he, truly?