The jade slip also contained a simple map, which, while not very comprehensive, had clearly marked points.
This simple map also gave Zhang Ling a deeper understanding of the fourth level of the Tianyuan.
This place is called Nine Dragon Island. Originally, ancient cultivators used great supernatural powers to move nine huge high-grade spiritual veins here, forming a special area.
Overall, Nine Dragon Island is a ring-shaped area, with nine huge spiritual veins connected to form a huge land ring.
The central area surrounded by the spiritual veins is a very large water area, which is the fifth level of Tianyuan.
Each of the nine spiritual veins is tens of thousands of miles long. Some of them were originally controlled by ancient large sects, and many ancient restrictions remain, attracting many cultivators to explore treasures.
Zhang Ling calculated in his mind, changed direction, and flew south. One marked location for the Earth Spirit Fruit was in the south, and the other was in the west.
The southern marker was closest to his current location, making it the most cost-effective to go there first.
Although the location was the closest, it was estimated to be tens of thousands of miles away, and he didn't know if there were any other dangers along the way, so he had to hurry.
Several hours later, Zhang Ling quickly flew at low altitude, with bursts of light chirping sounds coming from behind him, as seven or eight blue birds closely pursued.
"They are really persistent."
Not long ago, he killed a fourth-tier blue bird, which seemed to stir up a hornet's nest, attracting these high-level demon birds.
It wasn't until an hour later that Zhang Ling managed to shake off those blue birds. There were many high-level desolate beasts in this area, and carelessness could lead to danger.
He continued flying south.
A full day later, he arrived at a place filled with gray mist. Zhang Ling stood on a hill, using his divine sense to investigate something.
Before long, he drove his escape light to another hill thirty miles away, still releasing his divine sense to explore the surroundings.
After half an hour, Zhang Ling suddenly looked happy and flew into the mist. As soon as he entered, he felt his own spiritual power consumption increase significantly.
The surrounding area was filled with gray mist, not ordinary clouds and mist, but turbid mist formed by the manifestation of turbid air.
Zhang Ling wore two layers of protective shields, held a flying sword in his hand, and also wore a spirit-concealing veil, looking cautious and careful.
Along the way, he had seen more than a dozen high-level desolate beasts. If it weren't for the spirit-concealing veil, he would have been unavoidable in a fight.
Being in the turbid mist required constant vigilance. Suddenly, the sound of wind entered his ears from the front. Zhang Ling's expression froze, and he stopped.
Not far from him, a group of bald birds were flying towards his direction. In the blink of an eye, this group of strange birds arrived in front of him.
Without using his divine sense to observe, he could clearly see that this was a group of strange birds with bright red fleshy bumps on their heads, covered with scarlet scales, but with a pair of gray-white fleshy wings.
It was the first time he had encountered such an ugly desolate beast.
However, the strength of this group of ugly birds was not weak. Most of the demon birds had the strength of the third or fourth tier, and there were hundreds of them. The leading red strange bird had even reached the sixth tier.
Zhang Ling hid to the side, watching the strange birds fly past with a whoosh. It wasn't until the flock of birds had flown several miles away that he breathed a sigh of relief and flew forward again.
Fighting against large groups of desolate beasts not only consumed spiritual power, but could also attract more powerful desolate beasts. It was natural to avoid battles that could be avoided.
Just like that, after flying straight for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a special place appeared before him.
In the turbid mist, his vision was greatly affected, but his divine sense observed that one mile ahead, a wide and deep black water river lay across the ground, with no end in sight.
He didn't know how wide this black water river was, but many huge stone pillars stood on the bank, each hundreds of feet high. A pillar could be seen every hundred feet, connecting to form a piece of city wall ruins.
Some of these stone pillars flickered with spiritual light, emitting a layer of flickering spiritual light, illuminating a part of the shore.
Zhang Ling entered this stone pillar area and immediately felt much more relaxed. The surrounding turbid air was significantly reduced by more than half.
These stone pillars were landmark buildings on the fourth level of Tianyuan, called Nine Dragon Stones. They were also part of a super formation that sealed the turbid air.
The Nine Dragon Stones in front of him had dim spiritual light, and many were broken and collapsed, indicating that they had been standing here for a long time.
The Nine Dragon Stones were only built in areas where the nine spiritual veins were connected. Once the turbid air broke out, they would form a barrier and exert a suppressing effect.
Zhang Ling flashed and stood on a Nine Dragon Stone near the water surface, looking at the wide black river in front of him and pondering.
The opposite side was the location of another high-grade spiritual vein, and one of the marked locations for the Earth Spirit Fruit was on the opposite side.
The river surface looked calm, but Zhang Ling frowned slightly. The river surface was shrouded in a layer of gray-black mist, and he could sense a strong Yin Sha aura. This seemed to be an Yin Water River.
It was just that Yin Water Rivers were generally only in the depths of the earth. He didn't expect that the Yin Water River in front of him would flow to the ground, and it was extremely wide.
His divine sense probed forward, but could only probe a few miles away. Further away, it was blocked by the dense Yin Sha mist, losing perception.
Gaga...
Suddenly, a strange laughter came from overhead. Looking up, a black cloud was circling in the sky.
After a glance, Zhang Ling's face became even more gloomy.
That black cloud was actually a large group of huge black birds, looking like huge crows, numbering as many as a thousand.
Among them, seven or eight huge crows were all high-level desolate beasts.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted and he looked at a water surface in front of him, where the black water was churning and a large fish was swimming in the water.
This was a strange fish more than ten feet long, covered with golden scales, and with roots of foot-long bone spurs erected on its back, looking ferocious. The aura on the strange fish was also a fifth-tier desolate beast.
But at this time, the flock of crows in the sky caused a commotion, and rushed towards the water surface with a whoosh.
Just seeing the first three or four huge black crows screaming, their bodies flashing black light, shooting out sharp black feathers, like countless sharp arrows all attacking the golden fish.
The big fish in the water also discovered the enemy, and quickly swam, setting off a large wave. With a flick of its big tail, it stirred up ten-foot-high water splashes, turning into water swords to attack.
But then a dark mass of crows swooped down, like a black cloud pressing down on the border, and in an instant, the golden fish with the strength of the fifth rank was torn into a pile of minced meat and swallowed clean by a group of big crows.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling swallowed his saliva, if he ran into this group of fierce crows, it would be difficult to escape.
