A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Ling slightly reduced his speed and looked back, only to see empty space behind him. The black skull hadn't chased after him.
After flying at such high intensity for a quarter of an hour, he had traveled over a thousand miles, seemingly shaking off the monster.
Although he didn't see any trace of the black skull, Zhang Ling didn't relax. With a flash of colored light, he conjured five phantoms again. Including his main body, there were six identical versions of him, and after a flurry of movement, they scattered and fled.
This was the sixth time he had activated this treasure, and his own spiritual power had been significantly depleted.
After some time passed, he sensed that all five phantoms had dissipated, but they had dissipated on their own, not from being injured by external forces.
Zhang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. The light wings on his back dissipated, transforming back into a white spiritual talisman that landed in his palm.
However, the light on the talisman had dimmed significantly, indicating that it could only be used once or twice more before being rendered useless.
Zhang Ling sighed helplessly, flipped his hand, and put away the beast soul talisman, then took out the Sky Abyss Token. He had been too busy escaping earlier and didn't know where he was. He scanned the map in the Sky Abyss Token with his spiritual sense, and his face turned gloomy.
His previous feeling was correct; the location of the nameless island had indeed changed.
He hadn't stayed on the island for long, less than two hours, but judging from his current location, it was indeed different from its previous position, deviating by at least five or six thousand miles.
Could that island move? The question popped up in Zhang Ling's mind, but that was no longer important.
According to the map on the Sky Abyss Token, his current location was already on the edge of the vortex in the middle of the Azure Spirit Sea.
The sound of whistling wind constantly rang in his ears, and the surrounding wind force was several times stronger. If he didn't have spiritual power to support him, he would definitely be pulled in one direction by this wind pressure.
Rumbling thunder also came from above.
Looking up, the originally clear sky had been covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, with countless cyan-white lightning bolts flashing within, like countless shuttling thunder snakes.
Zhang Ling flew slowly, judging his position according to the map on the Sky Abyss Token. To return to the Nine Dragon Wall, the journey would be even longer.
The map on the Sky Abyss Token only showed the general direction and had no information about the Azure Spirit Sea, except for the central area marked with a black vortex, like a black hole in the sea.
He had no intention of exploring further.
Identifying the direction, Zhang Ling took out the Spirit Concealing Gauze again and draped it over himself, flying directly towards the location of the Nine Dragon Wall.
He was quite helpless, knowing nothing about the sea area, only that there was a teleportation array near the Nine Dragon Wall to get out. He could only head that way.
……
At the same time, the black skull had returned to the nameless island. A large amount of blood light emanated from the black skull, and a whistling wind swept around it.
As the spiritual light flickered, the skull was rapidly shrinking, and in a short time, it was only the size of a normal human skull.
It looked like a decorative item carved from black jade.
"This尊's feeling is correct; the sixth level has been opened. Presumably, Tian Chenzi is also there. Take this object and meet my main body at the agreed location," the single eye on the black skull flickered a few times, and a weak voice came out.
After saying this, the aura on the black skull dissipated, and it seemed to become an inanimate object.
"Yes."
Ye Zimei nodded, pointed at the skull, and put it away. But the woman's eyes looked complexly at the direction where Zhang Ling had disappeared, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed as if she was thinking about something.
The woman murmured a few words in a low voice, stood in place for a while, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Ling was hurrying on his way when his face suddenly changed again, and he quickly dove towards the water surface below. With a flash, he fell directly into the water.
A black, soft gel appeared in his hand. This was a ball of Shapeshifting Mud he had obtained from the ice coffin that sealed the female cultivator.
Yellow spiritual power struck it, and the Shapeshifting Mud turned khaki. In an instant, it transformed into a translucent liquid, looking like a ball of water that gathered but didn't scatter.
With a thought, the Shapeshifting Mud instantly covered his entire body. Zhang Ling held his breath and focused his mind, hovering dozens of feet below the surface of the water, no longer moving.
Shapeshifting Mud can transform into various things. In some ways, it has more concealment than the Spirit Concealing Gauze he wore.
If he had attached this treasure to his body when he entered the underground secret room with Ye Zimei, he might have avoided the danger of being discovered by the black skull.
Now, using this treasure to hide himself was naturally because he had just sensed several powerful auras approaching this way.
