Unable to find an entrance, Zhang Ling thought for a moment, then formed several hand seals. He cast them onto the white jade tower, but they had no effect whatsoever. Next, he tried the hand seals to activate treasures, but the tower remained motionless.
Could it be that he had guessed wrong, and this white jade tower was not a magical treasure after all?
Unable to take the tower, Zhang Ling released a wisp of his divine sense, expecting it to be ineffective as well. However, as soon as his divine sense landed on the tower, it encountered no resistance and instantly penetrated it.
Immediately, his divine sense was pulled into a vast, white space, with over a dozen light spheres of different colors flashing before his eyes.
Upon examining the light spheres with his divine sense, Zhang Ling was immediately overjoyed.
There were thirteen light spheres in total, each containing an item. There were golden small swords, white jade scepters, black banners, and other treasures, each appearing extraordinary.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but increase the intensity of his divine sense, carefully examining these light spheres. In his estimation, four or five of them were ancient treasures, and the remaining magical treasures were not ordinary either, all radiating powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.
With a thought, his divine sense retreated.
Then, Zhang Ling's gaze locked onto a cluster of spiritual light within the white jade tower. With a wave of his hand, a strand of spiritual energy combined with a wisp of his divine sense locked onto a white light, which enveloped a purplish-black small bell.
Under the influence of his spiritual energy and divine sense, the small bell was actually pulled out of the white jade tower and flew towards him.
Through his earlier observation with his divine sense, this small bell was an ancient treasure. Moreover, in the cultivation world, magical treasures in the form of bronze bells and chimes usually have special functions.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling was overjoyed. He waved his hand, ready to grab the treasure.
However, when the purplish-black small bell was still a dozen feet away from him, it suddenly trembled, and a layer of black mist drifted out. This layer of mist instantly elongated, forming a purplish-black beam of light that slammed towards him.
Zhang Ling's expression changed drastically, and he quickly flashed away from his original position, landing several feet away.
However, the black beam of light seemed to have eyes, and when he moved, it also turned with extreme speed, chasing after him relentlessly.
Damn it, Zhang Ling cursed inwardly in shock. Instantly, a layer of yellow light rose from his body, forming a spiritual energy shield.
At the same time, with a wave of his hand, a green light shot out, transforming into a green flying sword, quickly turning into a ten-foot-wide sword wheel to block in front of him.
With a loud rumble, Zhang Ling quickly retreated several feet, and his green flying sword was also knocked back at the same time.
At this point, there was naturally no need for him to hide his strength. Nor could he hide it anymore.
A quick scan with his divine sense revealed a bizarre scene.
Behind the sword light, a huge black claw, over ten feet long, slammed onto the flying sword. The owner of the claw was a demonic ghost covered in black aura.
A scan with his divine sense revealed that the owner of the black giant claw was actually a two-headed demonic wolf. The two wolf heads were different colors; the left wolf head was bluish-black, and the right wolf head was purplish-red, but both were extremely ferocious.
What was strange was that he could only see the two wolf heads and two huge front claws of the demonic wolf. Its lower body was hidden in the black mist, appearing to be non-corporeal. Zhang Ling immediately thought of the red-haired ghost he had seen earlier, as they seemed to be the same type of demonic ghost.
With a loud crash, the demonic wolf's front claw slammed down, directly knocking the flying sword back several feet.
Zhang Ling was shocked. He quickly channeled his spiritual energy, formed hand seals to stabilize the flying sword, and with a flick of his hand, two more green lights attacked.
With a few crisp sounds, two green flying swords directly slashed at the demonic wolf's body. However, the demonic wolf twisted its body strangely, its figure suddenly elongated like a serpentine demon beast, coiling halfway in the air, dodging the two sword lights, and quickly approaching him from another direction.
This scene was unexpected, and the distance between the demon beast and him instantly closed by a large margin. Zhang Ling had no time to think and opened his mouth to spit out a ball of essence.
As soon as this ball of essence left his mouth, it lit up with yellow light, scattering a large area of yellow light, which happened to cover the attacking demonic wolf.
Immediately, the monster's pouncing action seemed to freeze, and its speed suddenly decreased by more than half. The closer it got to Zhang Ling, the more condensed the spiritual light around it became.
With a thought, the two flying swords he had released earlier, along with the green flying sword that had been knocked away, instantly transformed into three green lights, directly stabbing towards the two-headed demonic wolf.
Under the suppression of the Heavy Yuan Profound Light, the two-headed demonic wolf was temporarily imprisoned. Originally, Zhang Ling thought that this attack would definitely not miss.
But then, the purple wolf head of the demonic wolf suddenly raised its neck and let out a muffled, loud roar, which made people's eardrums ache. This strange cry seemed to have some kind of magical power, and as soon as it was uttered, it vibrated out circles of wave-like air currents.
This layer of air current rippled like water waves, and the spiritual light that imprisoned the demonic wolf also distorted like water waves, gradually becoming thinner. Then, with a soft sound, it turned into starlight and dissipated.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the demonic wolf elongated and thinned again, like a black snake, and with a few twists, it broke free from the suppression of the Heavy Yuan Profound Light.
Zhang Ling's three flying swords only slashed at the demonic wolf's afterimage, without harming the monster in the slightest.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling's expression turned ugly. He retreated while keeping a distance from the two-headed demonic wolf, and a golden light flashed in his hand. A golden treasure pearl floated beside him, forming a golden light shield to protect him.
At the same time, with a thought, the three flying swords, under full power, once again transformed into green lights and attacked. The speed of the three flying swords also increased sharply, and they constantly entangled with the two-headed demonic wolf in the air, colliding with each other and producing bursts of intense spiritual energy fluctuations.
During this period, Zhang Ling also witnessed the strangeness of the two-headed wolf. In addition to the purple wolf head being able to emit attacks similar to sound waves.
The bluish-black wolf head on the left could spew out a large amount of Yin and cold evil aura, which quickly rotated, forming black wind blades that surrounded the demonic wolf's body. Zhang Ling's three flying swords were blocked by these wind blades, and for a time, he could not hurt the demonic wolf.
This situation made him feel uncomfortable, with a sense of powerlessness.
And this demonic wolf always followed him closely, as if it had recognized him. For a time, Zhang Ling could only fight with this two-headed demonic wolf.
After such a fight, a quarter of an hour had passed.
Zhang Ling's face was extremely ugly. Now he was entangled by this two-headed wolf and could not escape for a while. But this place was not just him alone. From the time he fought with this demon beast, he was exposed.
If that person killed the red-haired ghost and came to trouble him, that would be bad.
This was not Zhang Ling overthinking, but most of the time cultivators were like this. It was common to kick someone when they were down or even kill fellow disciples.
Thinking of these potential troubles, Zhang Ling was determined to quickly solve this demonic wolf.
