Chapter 19 A Few Times of Cold
is completely submissive and shows great respect.Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!Without alerting the guard soldiers, he flew directly back to his own courtyard.The event...Things go back to three days ago.
As Jiang Wang carried the corpse of Tian Hai King, slowly flying towards the Frostwind Valley's exterior, approaching Ji Zhao Nan who was helping him against the extreme cold wind, he truly hadn't expected that he would encounter an accident on the human race's side, because this place was a battlefield between races. Regardless of grievances, factions, or countries, all humans should be united against external threats here. Back when they were in the Mystical Realm, Ding Jing Shan, the island master of Ding Wei Floating Island who belonged to the Gu faction, had told him only one thing - on the racial battlefield, all humans are brothers-in-arms.
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Chu Mi leapt, it was a scene he would never forget. So on the battlefield of Xingyueyuan, he could fight to the death with Jing Guo's genius. In Modu's ancient demon cave, Zhao Xuanyang ordered him to be killed, and he summoned blood puppets without hesitation to fight back.
And in Frostwind Valley, he could fight side-by-side with Chun Yu Gui.
At this moment, the sword was still in his hand. He held it with the same unwavering steadiness he always did, not because of anything else, but simply out of instinct honed by countless battles. His posture remained perpetually poised for combat, a constant testament to his profound respect for life and death. The cheers didn't stir him much; after all, he couldn't hear them anyway.
He just saw, in those weary yet excited faces, one that was utterly fanatic and full of worship.
A youthful face.
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The next moment, this face came closer! So sudden, so terrifyingly close.
With strength that this body could never possess, he instantly pierced into Frostwind Valley, surpassing Ji Zhao Nan, and landed a punch!
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At the brink of death, great terror grips me.
Jiang Wang had already heard the death knell!
He reacted entirely on instinct. He drew his sword forward, then retreated backward. The Five Divine Palaces resonated to protect him, and the Heavenly Palace's light gathered before him. The Xuan Tian Liuli Gong emitted a bright glow.
He immediately loosened his grip on the corpse in his hand, flipped his palm and struck out with a disaster-sealing seal, swallowing the fist strength with ghostly light.
Even at the first moment, he summoned the Chaotianque within the Spirit World and launched a counterattack! All of these reactions were because he sensed the danger brought by this unfamiliar opponent.
Who dares to be lighthearted when facing death
But his retreating movement couldn't shake off the lock, his horizontal sword strike was directly broken, his Calamity Seal exploded, his Profound Heaven Glazed Light Kung Fu shattered, and even his Heavenly Treasury's light was extinguished! Even the surrounding flames and the frost winds on his back dissipated without a hitch.
But his attack on the Heavenly Citadel failed to even shake his opponent's soul. This wasn't even a comparable level of power.
He was a powerful being within the Divine Realm, and the punch attacking him had reached an infinite proximity to the Truth!
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His fist smashed the sword's blade, bending it. He then forcefully wielded the sword, thrusting it into his own abdomen.
All five viscera and six bowels are displaced, the human body is in turmoil!
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The connection of the Five Palaces has been shattered, Dao Yuan is becoming chaotic, and Qi and Blood are clashing.
At this moment, he bent over as much as he could, trying to put as much distance as possible between himself and that fist.
But the entire body was out of control, like an arrow shot from a crossbow, speeding towards Frostwind Valley at top speed.
The spine slammed against the frigid wind so recklessly.
A myriad of wounds, frozen in an instant, tore across his flesh! Yet this agonizing pain couldn't salvage the soul drifting into oblivion. His eyes, unable to hold back any longer, fluttered shut.
My mind was foggy. Even the fleeting thoughts, which came and went in a flash, had fallen silent.
His soul was nearly frozen instantly! Before the overwhelming fist intent and the extreme cold frost, only a single spark of crimson light continued to flicker across the four seas. Like a dying candle, like a firefly.
In the depths of the Yuanshen Sea, the Yun Shen Hall stands sealed. The manifested divine soul, with frost-covered brows and eyes, sits silently on the divine throne. Only its heart still beats weakly.
It's beating lonely. I can't die. I can't die, I can't die!
The voice in my heart, from low to high, gradually became a roar. All sorts of experiences, all sorts of phantoms, passed by like a revolving lantern.
Now many people are concerned about me, I still owe a lot of favors, and I still have many things unfinished.
I still want revenge, An An is still young.
He suddenly opened his crimson eyes! As if piercing through the biting cold wind, he saw the man who had punched him here, and also saw Ji Zhaonan being blown away in a burst of brilliance.
He felt the colder frost wind, and realized that the return of the frost wind had come to a standstill, and would likely not disperse any further.
Long-awaited hostility, the true depth of power revealed, Frostwind Valley's silence stretching for eleven months, the perilous demon territory...
The lightly repelled Ji Zhaonan and the others, strong men from Qi country far away, are completely in a dead end!
Before following Ji Zhaonan to Shuangfeng Valley, he had never imagined this moment. A lapse in judgment, and now he was helpless in the face of life and death.
Though he was helpless in the face of death, he still struggled to do what he could! At this moment, he struggled to regain some lucidity. As he fell at incredible speed, frost swirled around him.
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The so-called killing of Heaven's Dao, the wind of disorder destroys all things.
But this gust of wind was not blowing forward, but backward.
A wisp of untimely wind blew into the biting cold. It crackled and popped like firecrackers, as the extreme cold and extreme killing intent clashed! The human territory was no longer a place to return to. So they wouldn't go back!
At this moment, he unleashed the full power of the blooming wind.
With the gale of the Unzhou Wind shattering through the biting cold of Frostwind Valley, he pushed against the frigid air. It was not merely to minimize his own suffering, but also to break through the resistance and accelerate his retreat—his current physical state could not withstand the extreme cold for long.
So hurry! Hurry faster!
He always maintained a hunched posture, gathering and accumulating the remaining power. The divine light born from the Five Divine Palaces only barely protected his vital parts, allowing that punch to send him reeling backward. Allowing that force to tear his muscles, disrupt his meridians, and destroy his blood.
The whole person resembled an old, well-charged bow.
It seemed like it was stretched to its limit, about to snap any moment. He was covered in wounds, blood trickling from his ears and mouth.
But at this time his eyes, had completely lost their calmness, with a kind of indescribable ferocity—now I must be the most ferocious one so that I can survive!
He flew backwards, his figure momentarily brushing past the burly Stone Ox Demon King. In the biting wind of the frigid wasteland, a short passage appeared, stretching from one side of the canyon to the other. It looked as if it had been violently carved open!The moment movement reached them, Xi Yanbing immediately erupted with demonic energy, pressing himself against the mountain wall and raising his elbow in defense. But he was stunned to see Jiang Wang fly past him, heading towards the demon clan's territory at incredible speed!
What kind of tactic is this You're blocking my way directly
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Before he could even grasp the uncertainty, when he saw clearly what Jiang Wang looked like, Jiang Wang's figure had already whistled past and disappeared.
At this moment, Jiang Wang, who had been struck by a punch from the one infinitely close to the truth of the cave, was sent flying from the southern face of the Frostwind Valley in an instant to the northern side. He burst out of the valley and landed on the wasteland amidst the suspicious glances of over 400 demon warriors who thought he might be a monster.
These demon warriors were all brave fighters who had battled in Frostwind Valley. They were the first to withdraw during the Frostwind Backflow. Of course, there was no Demon King among them during that time.
They had never experienced anyone from the Human race traversing Frostwind Valley during the period when frostwinds ruled.
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Moreover, there was only one person.
Moreover, he wasn't a true immortal, not even a real person! And this man was described as so pitiful, covered in wounds, like he had been pulled out from a pool of blood.
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But they recognized him completely. This man was the human strongman who had killed several of their demon kings.
They could perceive more readily—in the man's muscles, in his blood, a flickering flame of burning passion leapt. Like a being born of the gods!
Could it be that all the Demon Kings have already perished in battle, and this human powerhouse wants to exterminate them completely
A demon was so scared that he lost his wits, shouting about going back to fetch reinforcements. However, he couldn't even find the direction of Nantian City and fled in all directions in panic.
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Suddenly, a dozen or so demon warriors scattered and fled.
But among the remaining demon warriors, several demon generals still stepped forward, shouting for the rest of the warriors to gather and form a battle formation, ready to fight to the death with the human strongmen.
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The demon army's military law was strict, and the demon warriors were not lacking in bravery.
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...was able to hold its ground in formation, and was not at all brought down by the few scattered demon tribes who had fled.
But their reaction was fast, Jiang Wang's even faster! The process of extreme backflip was also a process of unloading.
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He flew out of Frostwind Valley all the way, battling that fist force every step of the way. But that terrifying fist force still shattered his defenses, tearing apart his body, leaving not a single muscle on him intact. Under the frigid winds, he should have died completely if it hadn't been for using the momentum to escape Frostwind Valley.
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Of course, it doesn't seem to be alive now either.
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The tiny flames that ignited on his body, like miniature beans, were the Sanmai True Fire diligently working to incinerate the chill and burn away the power of his fist.
You can already see the knuckles on your hands, and you can still hold onto the longing. The main reason is that the bones are fixed there.
It has come to this moment.
Jiang Wang was astonished to find that out of all his being, his soul which had sustained the brunt of his clash with Shi Shanwen, was surprisingly in the best condition.
The moment he stepped out of Frostwind Valley, his entire body let out a cracking sound as if his bones were rearranging themselves, stretching taut in an instant.
After enduring for a long time, after accumulating strength for an extended period, it erupted like a mountain and sea.
Those powers are the three-pointed true fire burning like a grain of rice with each punch, and the boundless Dao Yuan surging like a breached river.
His gaze turning now was even more so!
A tangible weight of gaze slammed onto a demon general who was roaring commands. Immense soul power descended, instantly killing him! He swept his gaze about, and wherever he looked, no demonic creature could withstand his eyes! They all died!
Having experienced the most brutal wars, he had witnessed military geniuses like Li Longchuan and Chong Xuan Sheng on the battlefield, as well as masters of military strategy like Chong Xuan Chulang. Finding the core of a force of around four hundred demon warriors was not difficult for him. He raised his left hand, five fingers pointing to the sky, and the vast Dao Yuan within the Tongtian Palace surged out, flowing through his already damaged meridians, creating immense pain. Yet, he managed to control the Dao Yuan without any hindrance, successfully completing the Dao technique.
The awe-inspiring golden dragon, the vigorous wooden snake, the water-controlling leopard, the fire-riding tiger, the earth-shaking badger, the high-hanging sun rabbit, and the heart-illuminating moon fox all came from the cutting-edge research of Qi State's Academy of Arts. These seven celestial spirits, manifested through Taoist techniques, appeared in the Heavenly Prison for the first time. In an instant, they expanded to encompass the entire battlefield, directly encircling a semi-circle on this side of Frostwind Valley.
All demon warriors, including those ten deserters, will be surrounded within it.
And then in the next moment, the fire domain spread!
Blazing meteors streaked across the sky, flaming birds danced in the heavens, and fire flowers bloomed like a vibrant spring.
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He couldn't allow any demon warrior to escape—when he chose to accelerate and flee to the demon territory, Jiang Wang had already thought through everything that would follow.
>Farther ahead, one could only take it step by step. But right now, if the demon race knew he was alive and had entered their territory, he would surely be in danger.
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Even if he were a hundred times stronger, it would be useless.
Therefore, all the demon tribes who participate in the war at Frostwind Valley must be exterminated. At this time, his whole body didn't have a single good muscle, and it was difficult to wield the Long Xiangsi again in a short period of time. But he still had Taoism, spiritual domain, and divine soul.
He wasn't born a weapon of destruction, he was born with warmth in his heart. But through the mud and struggle this world throws at you, he's become well-versed in the ways of killing.
Under the divine presence, life and death are at play. Under the demon king's rule, who could possibly be fortunate In the blazing inferno, demon warriors fell one by one. The seven spirits of the constellations conjured by the Azure Dragon's seven transformations, like guardian deities, circled outside the fire domain, driving back those demon warriors who had struggled to escape the inferno.
And the crimson eyes fixed on those demon races who were trying to organize a resistance force, aiming to kill them specifically. With no regard for soul consumption, one glance was enough to kill a demon. This was a lopsided massacre with one against many. Even in an extreme state of weakness, Jiang Wang instead showed extreme coldness, completing the killing in the most efficient way possible.
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Everything happened so fast!
When the Stone Rhinoceros Demon King cautiously emerged from Frostwind Valley, resisting the biting cold wind, all he saw was the spirits of the Seven Luminaries swirling around a sea of fire. And within that sea of fire, bathed in blood and wielding his sword, was Jiang Wang.
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This scene was like a bloody mural carved onto the cliff face. Jiang Wang clenched his fist!
Kang Jinlong, Jiao Mujiao, Ji Shuipiao, Wei Huhu, Shi Tuhua, Fangri Rabbit, Xinyue Fox, the seven celestial spirits stirred up a chaotic flow of energy, and instantly charged towards Xi Yan's army.
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Even Jiang Wang himself arrived brandishing his sword. The last strike of his blade was intended for Xi Yan Bing.
At such a critical moment, Xi Yanbing gritted his teeth and took a step back, actually returning to the Frostwind Valley!
The frigid wind sweeping across the valley completely separated the two, a blinding white making it impossible to see each other. At this moment, he threw the dilemma to Jiang Wang. Because in that instant when they were about to leave the valley, he had seen Jiang Wang's appearance clearly, and saw his injuries. He understood that Jiang Wang wasn't intentionally coming to kill him, but rather was caught in some kind of danger, forced into a corner. Of course, he also saw Jiang Wang's ruthlessness as he slaughtered the demon tribe warriors outside the valley, and the unwavering determination to fight him to the death.
But where is this
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The area north of Frostwind Valley is a wasteland, the territory of the demon race. It's also forbidden ground to humans!
He didn't need to fight Jiang Wang to the death. He only needed to wait for the demon clan from Nantian City to arrive, then Jiang Wang would be doomed, and he would surely survive.
Although his natal divine ability had already been shattered, he believed that if they were both in the Frostwind Valley, he could have lasted longer than Jiang Wang who was currently so injured.
So, Frostwind Valley, which once represented danger, had become his fortress. The biting wind served as a shield, protecting him at the precipice of life and death.
He would not risk his life against Jiang Wang in a battle, but instead intended to stand off against him at the boundary of Frostwind Valley, waiting for Jiang Wang's decision.
If Jiang Wang rushes in, then let's see who can withstand the chilling wind better. Let's see if Jiang Wang can still make it through the frost-covered Frostwind Valley and escape back to the human territory.
If Jiang Wang dared not rush in, then just wait and see when the demon warriors arrive. He could simply stay with Ying Ke Xun and that would be enough. As for Shi Shan Wen, his status was high, and Nan Tian City would definitely be very concerned. It's possible that the warriors coming to support him were already on their way.
He believes he can hold on and wait it out!
If Jiang Wang chose to flee at that moment, as long as he sent this message back to Nantian City, believing there would be many powerful beings willing to hunt down a living human prodigy, how valuable would that be
Such a person must inevitably harbor many secrets of the human race, which can help the demon clan understand their most powerful opponent today.
Even disregarding everything else, a skull wine vessel engraved with the name of a human genius is a rare luxury in today's demon world!
To hunt down a human within the demon territory, how difficult could it be Thus, his retreat wasn't due to courage, but rather a steady and secure, absolutely nailed-down victory.
He decisively retreated into the Frostwind Valley, his imposing frame shrinking into a ball to minimize resistance against the frigid wind, but always ready to spring out and attack.
The flames on his body extinguished completely, making it impossible for Jiang Wang outside the valley to observe him.
Furthermore, by following a mysterious path, he arranges the Dao Yuan on his skin surface. This consumes the omnipresent cold, allowing him to persevere for longer and have more choices.
And Jiang Wang truly didn't pursue into the Frostwind Valley. His body had reached its limit. But he simply stood quietly at the valley mouth, sword in hand, without uttering a word. He allowed the cold wind from within the Frostwind Valley to blow on him, and he allowed the crimson flames to dance around him.
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In just a few short steps, the distance had become an unbridgeable chasm.
A biting wind howls, blanketing all in white.
This is a test.
Jiang Wang and Xi Yanbing stood at opposite ends.
Both couldn't see each other's faces, but they both knew the other was looking at them.
This is a test.
Death treats them all equally.
It doesn't care about their identities, races, or power. Death takes everything away, death is the emptiness of all things.
This is a battle of patience and courage, or perhaps luck.
Who came first, the demon warriors of Nantian City or the Xifei soldiers who couldn't bear the biting cold wind
They all need to interrogate themselves.
Xi Yanbing lay curled up silently in the valley, summoning all his strength to fight against the biting wind. Beneath his frost-covered brows, there was a resolute determination that stemmed from the struggle for survival. He made no sound whatsoever, giving Jiang Wang not even a sliver of response.
If Jiang Wang wanted to know what was happening inside, she would need to go into the valley herself.
Outside the valley, Jiang Wang calmly tended to his own wounds. Of course, his methods were rough, merely shifting internal organs back into place, roughly reconnecting bones, and stopping the bleeding as best he could. Simultaneously, using his Sanmei True Fire, he carefully incinerated all traces of the battle, leaving nothing behind. His Sanmei fire burned to nothingness. While having absolutely no trace was also a kind of trace, the possibility of no trace was greater. For example, what if all the demon warriors had died in the Frostwind Valley
At the very least, he couldn't let the demon race ascertain that a human cultivator had charged out of Frostwind Valley and engaged in battle with their warriors here.
He couldn't forge a trace that wouldn't be detected by the demon clan, so he could only resort to such a clumsy method. Let the Three-Headed True Fire burn every inch of land. This wasteland was extremely cold.
Of course, it's nowhere near as good as Frostwind Valley.
Across the frosty wind stood two sworn enemies, their lives hanging in the balance. Xi Yan's soldier remained as still as a statue, not even twitching an eyebrow, while Jiang Wang never stopped moving. After burning away all traces of battle, he continued to quietly burn within the fiery domain. With simple wind-based techniques, he rolled up the corpses of those demon warriors and, at a constant rate of one every three breaths, threw them into the Frost Wind Valley.
The primary goal was to destroy the body and cover up the crime. Using the extreme cold wind was more efficient than burning each piece individually with the three-fold true fire.
Secondly, it's also to put pressure on Xiyanbing and probe their reactions. Moreover, by dissolving these demonic corpses, the power of the extreme cold wind can be increased, making it even harder for Xiyanbing to withstand. This is a brilliant strategy that accomplishes three goals at once.
It can be said that Jiang Wang, under the pressure of demon warriors arriving at any moment, maximized the use of existing conditions in the territory of these demons. During the standoff with Xi Yan's soldiers, he added weight to his own side. But even so, even as the bodies of comrades fell around him, instantly turning into ice sculptures before shattering into ice chips in the next moment, Xi Yan's soldiers' will remained unyielding.
He never left the Frostwind Valley, making Jiang Wang's long-prepared strike repeatedly unable to be delivered. He also never made a sound or movement, forcing Jiang Wang to bear the anxiety of life and death.
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In the silence of half an hour, an hour, or even three hours, Jiang Wang needed to consider a question more than anything else: Did Xi Yanbing still have any strength left Was Xi Yanbing still alive
But he just waited silently.
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As night gradually descended, the golden sun of the demon world faded, and a blood moon rose in the sky. In the southern Tiancheng of the demon clan, they were still waiting for good news, while Yanlao City and Tieyan City of the human race remained in shock and suspicion.
Who could have known that in this Frostwind Valley, there would be such a "wait" Jiang Wang had a clear timeline in his heart, seven chimes. An hour is eight chimes, he would wait until the seventh chime, and then he would leave without hesitation.
Because the time between the sixth and ninth hour was calculated based on the speed at which reinforcements from human cities could arrive, it represented a relatively average amount of time for demon clan warriors from their main city to reach the battlefield under normal circumstances.
At the same time, Xi Yanbing's support time in Shuangfeng Valley should not exceed four quarters of an hour.
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Three hours of waiting, three hours of risking one's life, that was his respect for the Xī Yàn soldiers. It was too cold.
The chill of Frostwind Valley seeped out, bit by bit, as if it wanted to penetrate the marrow.
But Jiang Wang merely maintained his sword-wielding posture, completely motionless. His sword intent was colder than the frost wind.
In order not to create too obvious a disturbance at night, the flames had already been extinguished for the most part. Only a few embers still burned within his flesh. To treat himself with the Samādhi True Fire was to use destruction against destruction. But this pain, this body had grown accustomed to it. It was a nearly depleted shell, yet within it, you could feel power.
That was the vast expanse of wasteland, in a blizzard, an inextinguishable flickering candle. It was the afterglow of "man."
Around the sixth hour, a crack rang out within Frostwind Valley. The frost-covered rhinoceros soldiers, at long last, charged out in an unusually stiff posture.
The eyes were vacant, yet within that vacancy lay a deepest yearning.
He reached out a large hand towards Jiang Wang.
...whether he wanted to kill the enemy or to get closer to that ferocious, bloody flame in order to draw a little warmth.
But no one will ever know. His body has stiffened there. The extreme cold has frozen him solid.
This silent standoff finally had a result. Jiang Wang remained silent, only gently pushing the corpse forward and back into Frostwind Valley, leaving it to be destroyed by the frigid winds.
Then he burned away all his hair, clothing, and bloodstains. He swallowed a tiny storage box, keeping it under his tongue. His ever-present longing talisman, now reduced to a single scrap of fabric, and the jade pendant given by An'an were also placed within. The embers in his flesh finally extinguished.
No need for spells or rituals, no display of supernatural powers.
Avoiding the direction of the demon clan's city, they walked naked towards the depths of the wasteland, pushing back to Frostwind Valley, where it was left to be destroyed by the icy wind.
Then she burned away all her hair, clothes, and bloodstains. She swallowed a small storage box, keeping it under her tongue. Her ever-present longing pendant remained, now only a tattered piece of the Ruyi Fairy Robe, along with the jade pendant gifted by An'an, all placed within. The embers in her flesh finally extinguished.
No need for esoteric techniques, nor supernatural powers.
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Avoiding the direction of the demon clan's great city, he walked naked into the depths of the wasteland. He knew that from now on nothing could be relied upon, he would have to struggle alone in this desolate world.
He wasn't prepared. But he had to keep moving forward.
Ahead, the boundless wind and snow under the blood moon stretched endlessly.tonous room with no embellishments, devoid of any other colors or decorations. It's stark and barren, dull and boring to the point of madness. Ordinary people would probably not be able to stand being...