"Brother Ling Hao, have you seen the cliff in front of you?" Zi Ling's voice sounded.
"Cliff?" Ling Hao was slightly stunned.
While speaking, he looked ahead and saw that there was indeed a cliff hundreds of meters away.
"Zi Ling, do you mean that the source of the spiritual vein is under the cliff?" Ling Hao continued to ask.
"Yeah!" Zi Ling responded.
Two minutes later, Ling Hao Yukong arrived at the bottom of the cliff.
I scanned the surroundings and saw nothing out of the ordinary except for trees of different heights and strange-shaped rocks.
"Zi Ling, are you mistaken? There seems to be nothing here!" Ling Hao couldn't help but say.
"Brother Ling Hao, have you seen the pool in front of you?" Zi Ling responded.
"Water pool?" Ling Hao looked around.
I saw a small pool of water next to some big rocks not far away, with a hint of cold air rising from the water.
"Then the source of the spiritual veins is in the pool?"
While speaking, he released his mental power and sensed it, but did not find any foreign objects.
"It should be!" Zi Ling nodded in response: "Brother Ling Hao, go to the pool and have a look!"
"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Ling Hao said again: "That should be just an ordinary pool, I didn't sense anything!"
"Your cultivation level is too low. If the source of your spiritual veins is hidden intentionally, it will be difficult for you to detect it," Zi Ling responded.
"Brother Ling Hao, didn't you sense my presence when you were in the hinterland of Tianshan Mountain?"
Ling Hao: "..."
How can you talk and still save some face?
"Then let's go in and take a look!"
After Ling Hao finished speaking, he raised his hand to form a barrier to cover himself, and then entered the pool.
hiss!
Not long after entering, Ling Hao couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Even with the barrier surrounding him, he could still feel the chill coming from the water.
The water in the pool was very deep. Ling Hao sank for nearly a hundred meters and still could not see the bottom.
"Um?!"
After continuing to sink for a while, a look of extreme surprise appeared on Ling Hao's face.
Because, all of a sudden, he felt like his eyes were blurred, and the scene around him all changed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, he could clearly find that he was no longer in the pool, but in a completely unfamiliar space.
This is a mist-filled space, surrounded by silence and dim light. Wherever you see it, there is nothing but mist.
Ling Hao frowned slightly, then released his mental power to investigate.
However, his mental power was severely hindered in this space and could only cover a range of about a kilometer.
Within a thousand meters, there was nothing like what he saw in front of him!
"Zi Ling, do you know where this place is?" Ling Hao asked.
"I don't know either!" Zi Ling responded: "But I am sure that the source of the spiritual veins is in this space!"
"Are you sure?" Ling Hao asked.
"Sure!" Zi Ling responded.
"Although it is hidden very secretly, and most living beings cannot sense it, but in front of me, it has nowhere to hide!"
After a brief pause, he added: "Brother Ling Hao, walk to the front left!"
