After a while, Zhao Sheng arrived at the edge of the white mist.
This piece of white mist seems ordinary, but as soon as the spiritual consciousness penetrates into it, it seems to be swallowed up, and no information can be transmitted back.
He thought for a while and suddenly hid in a recessed ice surface three miles away, hiding his breath and figure.
The day passed quickly, and Zhao Sheng saw with his own eyes three foundation-building monks arriving here one after another and breaking into the white mist without hesitation.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng no longer hesitated, and after preparing various defenses, he plunged into the white mist.
There was a sudden spin, and the white mist dissipated in front of his eyes. Zhao Sheng suddenly found that in front of him was a collapsed stone room with more than half of it collapsed. The surrounding area was in a mess. The rubble pile on the wall was covered with weeds that were half a man tall.
In front and a little further to the left and right, there is a stretch of low hills.
There are a few ruins scattered among the rolling hills, and at the end of the sight stands a majestic palace.
Looking up, there are large expanses of dim yellow soil and rocks above.
This place should be a super large grotto inside Tianzhu Mountain.
Ancient ruins like this are not unheard of in Tianzhu Mountain. They often represent great dangers and also contain unknown treasures.
Because in ancient times, only beings above Nascent Soul could allow such large-scale grottoes to be opened in Tianzhu Mountain.
Facing the unknown mysterious ruins, Zhao Sheng did not dare to fly recklessly in the air, and simply flew out directly close to the ground, and the speed was not slow.
Not far away, Zhao Sheng suddenly discovered that not far ahead, there was a huge pit under the depression, which was a hundred feet in diameter. It was surrounded by bare grass and no grass. At first glance, it was definitely not a naturally formed thing.
After seeing this, his heart moved. He quickly stood on the edge of the pit and looked down carefully, a look of surprise flashed across his face.
This deep pit is actually a very neat round pit. The pit is gray and dusty, and it is impossible to see anything clearly.
Zhao Sheng stared at the big pit for a while, looking thoughtful.
Suddenly, he made a seal with his hands, and a hurricane more than ten feet high formed out of thin air in front of him.
Zhao Sheng uttered the word "go" and flicked his sleeves. Suddenly, a hurricane swept through the dust inside and roared away to the center of the pit.
Wherever this wind passed, all the gravel and dust were swept away. In a moment, the true appearance of the stone pit was revealed.
There are stone walls below, and at the bottom of the dark red lava-like pit, there are four extremely regular strips of depressions, which are extremely smooth inside.
"This is...ah!"
Zhao Sheng looked at it briefly, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.
Then, regardless of the danger, he flew into the air at a high speed of more than ten feet. At this time, the true face of the giant crater was completely revealed in front of his eyes. It was a huge lifelike fist seal with a radius of a hundred feet.
"Could this be the magical power of high-level physical practitioners? It's really terrifying!"
Zhao Sheng thought for a long time and then took a long breath, his heart suddenly felt heavy.
Then, Zhao Sheng walked slowly around the fist seal stone pit, but found nothing special, so he stopped and looked up at Sakon.
Um?
Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank and he saw a two-foot-long "line" flashing in mid-air three feet away.
The "thread" has only existed for a short time. Even if Zhao Sheng's fairy vision has opened up to twenty times the time flow, it can only vaguely capture a trace of the moment.
Zhao Sheng was horrified. He had seen this situation in some ancient books, and that "line" was most likely the legendary space crack.
The space crack is a one-dimensional object, with only length but no concept of width or height.
It is the sharpest thing in the world, almost indestructible and indestructible. Even the True Monarch of Transformation God dare not touch it easily.
"Why are there spatial cracks in the ruins? Is this not the Tianzhu Grottoes, but a semi-independent cavern separated from Tianzhu Mountain?"
While Zhao Sheng was thinking about it, he kept looking around. Suddenly he paused, stared ahead, frowned, and slowed down unknowingly.
After flying another hundred feet, Zhao Sheng stopped and looked at a curved and wrinkled "" line" standing still in mid-air a few feet away.
Below the crack in space, two bodies were lying on the ground. The body belonged to one person, but a large piece of the chest and abdomen was missing out of thin air.
"Semi-permanent space-time rift?! What a joke!"
He couldn't help but pursed his lips and swallowed.
This is a nearly crescent-shaped "line" about two feet long.
It hangs silently in the air, without a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations, and even spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate it.
Zhao Shengzai looked at this space crack carefully, and his eyes flashed with surprise.
"...Let me see the power of space cracks." Zhao Sheng murmured to himself, and suddenly raised his arm. Void slashed forward lightly.
A beam of Gengjin sword energy instantly shot out from the palm of his hand, flew to the top of the "line", and then slashed downwards.
Everything is silent.
Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank and he saw that the Geng Jin sword energy had just made contact with the crack in space and disappeared instantly, as if it had been swallowed out of thin air.
However, that "" line" still hangs quietly in the air without any change.
After seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng was horrified. It seemed that the rumors of space cracks swallowing all things were true.
However, such an obvious space crack is still easy to avoid.
Zhao Sheng has eyes and can see, and others can use artifacts and even living people to find a way out.
The most dangerous things are those space cracks that appear and disappear, wandering randomly around.
Not far after he entered the ruins, he immediately saw two cracks. This meant that there must be a lot of space cracks in this world. If he was not careful, he would definitely be in bad luck.
When Zhao Sheng thought of this, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but be a little more careful.
Touching the ground lightly with his feet, he carefully avoided the crack and slowly continued to move forward.
At this time, what he didn't know was that many of the monks who had entered the Foundation Establishment were in bad luck.
Three days ago, on the other side of the mysterious palace, in a wasteland more than 20 miles away, a thin middle-aged man just escaped a space crack. Then he carefully used his spiritual sense to confirm that there was no danger, and then determined a direction.
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He flashed and flew three to four feet away. Just as he was about to leave, suddenly a bloody light suddenly appeared, and the middle-aged man screamed.
There was no sound, and the body split into two instantly.
There was a thick smell of blood between the two bodies. The middle-aged man screamed miserably, but was sucked into the space crack in the blink of an eye.
And this invisible space crack, the brilliance flashed, fleeting, and immediately became invisible and invisible. If someone passes by this place again, they will not be able to discover its existence.
Back to the present, in the narrow valley northeast of Zhao Sheng, separated by more than a dozen hills, two Huanhun Sect foundation building deacons were carefully moving forward with sweating profusely.
Just now, several iron corpses that the two of them sent out to explore the road were swallowed up by invisible space cracks one after another. They were so frightened that they did not dare to be careless.
"Senior Brother Ma, Master Shihun and Senior Brother Jiuyao entered here half a month ago. Even if there are treasures, they have looted them all. We might as well stay where we are!" said a cultivator with a pig-kidney face.
, suggested cautiously.
"Hmph, if that's the case, why are Master and the others trapped here and unable to get out?
After that, we deliberately released the news and then sneaked in in troubled waters. We spent so much effort on it, and for what purpose?
This place looks like a fallen cave. There must be countless treasures and inheritances hidden in that palace. If we don't go in, others will snatch the opportunity away. You must know that immortality has been sought in danger since ancient times! With the qualifications of you and me,
If you don't seize this great opportunity, there will be no hope of advancing to the golden elixir. Are you willing to die in the reincarnation after running out of life in a few decades?" The thick-browed man next to him looked at his junior brother with a stern expression.
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"Senior brother, if this is the case, why not release the bronze-armored corpse to explore the way! Although it is a pity, it is worse than losing our lives." After a moment of hesitation, the pig-kidney-faced immortal cultivator said.
"Okay! That's all, I -"
However, before I finished speaking, my voice stopped abruptly.
In the junior brother's extremely frightened eyes, the thick-browed man seemed like fragile glass. Dozens of thin mesh lines suddenly appeared all over his body, and countless small blood spurted out from the gaps, but
In the blink of an eye, the corpse, covered in blood and water, disappeared without a trace.
There was a flash of blood-colored brilliance, and dozens of invisible space cracks connected together disappeared in an instant.
"Brother!" The pork-kidney-faced junior brother shouted in horror at this moment.
The dignified foundation-building monk actually didn't even have the slightest reaction before he was killed by the space crack.
In fact, there are not many unlucky ones like Brother Ma. There are only seven or eight cases in half a month, but without exception, they all died.
Zhao Sheng didn't know what happened to others, but in this dangerous and unknown world, he naturally had to be careful every step of the way.
But at this time, he looked relaxed. Around his body, there were as many as thirty-two Geng-gold sword lights, flying up and down, left and right, like swimming fish.
This is the method he came up with to discover space cracks in advance.
The road was deserted and silent, and the items in the ruins were in decay, as if time had been unusually long ago.
As he got closer and closer to the palace, Zhao Sheng suddenly discovered a very terrifying problem.
The floating spiritual energy in the air decreased rapidly, and his own spiritual power also inexplicably quickly dissipated.
However, the Gengjin sword light released was also affected by some strange and inexplicable factors, shrinking and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All this is as if there is a monster in the air swallowing spiritual energy.
No,
It should have been pulled away!
Zhao Sheng turned his eyes to the majestic palace, his eyes flashing with hesitation and inquiry.
After thinking for a moment, he finally decided to move forward.
Now that he's here, how can Zhao Sheng be content without doing some investigation?
As he thought, a layer of faint silver light quickly emerged from his skin, and the muscles, bones, flesh and blood in his body also emitted four kinds of precious light: gold, blue, black and green.
As soon as the Immortal Golden Body was activated, Zhao Sheng was immediately surprised to notice that the speed of his spiritual energy dissipation was greatly reduced.
"It really works!"
His confidence suddenly increased and he quietly walked towards the palace more firmly.
As he got closer to the palace, other foundation-building monks began to appear in Zhao Sheng's sight.
Like Zhao Sheng, they looked at each other with indifferent expressions, but did not choose to take action, and just walked on silently.
After a cup of tea, Zhao Sheng could clearly hear in his ears the faint roars coming from the palace. He knew that there were many immortal cultivators there, struggling to break certain restrictions, or that a battle was taking place there.
There might even be a big melee.
In sight, a foundation-building body cultivator wearing half red armor rushed into the palace first.
Then, another masked man in black, wielding a golden bowl, followed closely behind.
However, Zhao Sheng did not immediately fly forward, but turned his attention to a dilapidated stone tablet that had collapsed to the ground not far away.
This stele is about one foot long, eight feet wide, and almost as thick. No matter how you look at it, it looks like just an ordinary bluestone stele, dusty and covered with dust, without a trace of aura, and not even the poorest quality refining stone.
The equipment is incomparable.
Therefore, when other cultivators passed by it, they just glanced at it, then crossed it without stopping and flew up the mountain.
Zhao Sheng walked up to the stone tablet and carefully identified the runes on it.
"*Qing*Yang...!"
Zhao Sheng tried hard to identify it, but unfortunately the stone stele was severely damaged. In the end, he could only barely recognize two characters, and the rest were all destroyed.
No wonder others only took one look and left. In fact, not only were the words on the stone tablet incomplete, but they were actually written in Taiyi spiritual script.
Even in this day and age, there are very few immortal cultivators in the world of immortality who can understand the Taiyi spiritual text.
If we go back to the unknown era when the ruins were not destroyed, I think there will be even fewer immortal cultivators who can understand it.
Zhao Sheng was thinking about the meaning of the word "Qingyang" in his mind, while grabbing the stone tablet and lifting it up with his right hand.
"Huh? It's so heavy!"
He was so powerful that his shoulders could withstand mountains, but he didn't even lift a stone tablet.
Zhao Sheng did not believe in evil, so he grabbed both sides of the stone tablet with both hands, struggled with his arms, and his feet immediately sank deeply into the ground.
The stone monument trembled violently, and countless cracks appeared in the ground nearby.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the stone tablet was finally pulled out.
Feeling the heaviness in his hands, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
This stone tablet looks only half a person tall, but it weighs at least 50,000 kilograms.
Zhao Sheng was about to lift the monument so that it could be stored in the storage bag.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened.
The seemingly ordinary bluestone tablet suddenly buzzed, and then emitted thousands of rays of rays of light.
Almost at the same time, Zhao Sheng suddenly felt his hands sink, and his hands could no longer hold the monument.
After a "boom", it fell back to the original place, like a huge mountain falling to the ground, and it actually made a huge dent.
Zhao Sheng's ears were buzzing, and then there was a sudden cracking sound from inside the stone tablet.
"Hey, what is this? Could it be..." He was startled and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
I saw countless irregular cracks on the surface of the stele. At this moment, countless soft rays of light burst out from some deep cracks.