At this moment, Zhang Ling was no longer in the Sea Eye. He had also entered the giant mountain that had suddenly emerged from the sea.
Let's rewind time to an hour ago.
Zhang Ling was hunting high-level demonic beasts in the sea. After a day of hunting, he and the Xuan Turtle had collected more than fifty demonic crystals.
At this rate, they would have enough to collect a hundred demonic crystals in a little over a day, which was much faster than he had imagined.
Since the appearance of demonic energy in the sea, the deeper they dived, the higher the probability of encountering high-level demonic beasts.
However, Zhang Ling and the Xuan Turtle did not dive too deep, always hunting demonic beasts at a depth of ten thousand feet underwater. After all, the demonic energy in the sea became more concentrated the deeper they went. He didn't want to encounter demonic beasts comparable to the eighth level or higher.
However, an unexpected event occurred a quarter of an hour ago.
At that time, Zhang Ling was hunting two green-skinned shark-like high-level demonic beasts. Suddenly, he sensed that the turbulence in the sea had increased five or six times. He didn't care at first. Then, the entire seabed was filled with undercurrents, forming countless underwater whirlpools.
Even more terrifying was that the erupted demonic energy also increased a lot.
Before Zhang Ling could check what was causing this, the turbulence in the water formed a powerful squeezing force. Caught off guard, he was swept into a huge current.
Originally, this kind of threat wouldn't cause any harm to a Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, after being swept into it, it was as if he had fallen into some kind of restriction, and his cultivation was suppressed. The spiritual energy in his body didn't circulate smoothly. For a time, Zhang Ling only felt cold all over. Then, endless demonic energy surged up from the seabed, making the environment even worse.
He was impacted by a large amount of demonic energy and found it difficult to stabilize his body. Fortunately, the defensive magic weapon he had sacrificed could still exert its power, so there was no problem in protecting himself.
This strange situation didn't last long. Zhang Ling felt the demonic energy rapidly weakening. Just when he thought it would return to calm, a huge amount of spiritual energy surged out from underwater.
This spiritual energy was extremely chaotic, even more intense than the impact of the demonic energy. In the blink of an eye, there was a colorful change in front of him, as if he had fallen into an illusion.
Zhang Ling felt a bit dizzy from the impact of the demonic energy and spiritual energy on his head. Fortunately, the impact of the spiritual energy didn't last long. It was the most violent at the beginning, and then gradually weakened.
After a short while, the scene in front of him became clear. The sound of rushing water and the whistling of wind continued to resound in his ears. The environment also became hot and cold.
After all these strange changes gradually stabilized, Zhang Ling found that he had actually left the sea and was falling downwards at an alarming speed in the high sky.
The surrounding environment was no longer the seabed. He was inexplicably in a strange mist.
The sudden change made Zhang Ling's face extremely ugly. He quickly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to stabilize himself. At the same time, he released his divine sense to check what was going on.
But his divine sense was also restricted in some way. It could only leave his body a hundred feet away and almost lost its probing ability. All around, up, down, left, and right, there was a layer of demonic energy.
The suppression of his cultivation didn't weaken, but instead strengthened a lot.
Zhang Ling felt that he could only mobilize about 30 to 40 percent of his spiritual energy. With his experience, a trace of panic couldn't help but appear in his eyes.
With a thought, he quickly activated his main cultivation method. The Nascent Soul in his body opened its eyes, and its small face solemnly formed several hand seals.
Zhang Ling's body shone with a bright yellow light, forcibly controlling the circulation of spiritual energy. A muffled sound came from his body. He grunted softly, and the suppressed spiritual energy circulated frantically, instantly erupting with all its strength, restoring his cultivation.
His divine sense also spread out a lot. After looking around, Zhang Ling revealed a surprised expression. He found that he seemed to be in a mountain.
The surrounding environment seemed to be a canyon, with black rocks everywhere. Waterfalls of various sizes were constantly falling from both sides of the canyon, forming countless waterfalls.
Where is this...
It seems like he experienced a teleportation and was teleported to another area. But Zhang Ling didn't feel any teleportation power.
The Ying Kong Bell hanging on his waist didn't make any sound just now. He neither went through a teleportation array nor encountered a space crack.
One moment he was still at the bottom of the sea, and the next moment he appeared in this strange place. Zhang Ling was a little surprised and uncertain, not understanding what situation he had encountered.
Just then, another change occurred.
A golden light scattered from the sky. Looking up, the originally pitch-black sky lit up with a golden glow. The darkness was dispelled, as if sunlight broke through dark clouds. The glow continued to spread and reached the top of his head in the blink of an eye.
Bathing in the light, there was a gentle feeling, and his whole body was warm. He seemed to hear celestial music and Sanskrit sounds in his ears.
In a moment of愣神, Zhang Ling trembled and immediately came back to his senses. Because when the glow shone on his body, his spiritual energy was suppressed again. And it was even more intense than before.
Zhang Ling's face changed. He left the glow, and the suppression of his cultivation weakened a bit. But there were thousands of glows in the sky. As soon as he dodged one, another shone on him.
He had to quickly move his body to avoid the glow in the sky. He secretly cried out in his heart that the glow seemed to be some kind of restriction, and its suppression of cultivation was so strong.
Seeing that a glow was about to shine on him again, Zhang Ling's body made a crackling sound. He controlled the Thunder Spirit Shuttle in his sleeve and used the Thunder Escape Technique, quickly shuttling through the glows.
The Thunder Escape Technique was very fast. He turned into a ray of lightning and dodged dozens of glows in the blink of an eye.
After these years of cultivation, the Thunder Light Curse that had been exhausted in his body had basically been replenished. There was no problem in using the Thunder Escape Technique for a while.
It's just that Zhang Ling didn't expect to use his life-saving means without encountering an enemy.
After a short few breaths, the entire sky was filled with glow, turning into a colorful golden light, like sunlight, with nowhere to hide.
Once the black mist of demonic energy was irradiated, it melted like ice and snow.
No matter how fast he was, after a dozen breaths, he was still covered by the glow. Zhang Ling released a large amount of Heavenly Star Sand to form a quicksand, blocking it above his head to resist the glow.
But when the glow shone on it, the Heavenly Star Sand was not harmed, nor did it undergo any special changes. Zhang Ling hid under the quicksand and continued to descend to the ground.
He couldn't stay in the sky. The ground was still black and shrouded in demonic energy, which seemed to be confronting the glow. The lower he went, the lighter the suppression of his cultivation became.
For a moment, he couldn't think of any good way, so Zhang Ling could only keep descending. In the blink of an eye, he descended into the demonic energy. With the resistance of the demonic energy and black mist, the suppression of his cultivation was indeed much lighter.
But the demonic energy didn't seem to last long. Under the irradiation of the glow, it was rapidly weakening at an alarming rate. Zhang Ling swept his eyes around, checking what this place was, while constantly thinking about countermeasures.
He didn't know the origin of this strange place, nor did he know what was going on with the sudden change. He had a feeling of being caught off guard and not knowing where to start.
At the same time, with a thought, he contacted the Xuan Turtle. The news from the Xuan Turtle made his face gloomy.
Now, the Xuan Turtle was not far from him, only less than a thousand miles away. The situation there was the same as here. It was also covered in a glow, and the Xuan Turtle's cultivation was also suppressed.
Zhang Ling instructed the Xuan Turtle through his mind and quickly headed towards the Xuan Turtle's location. The Xuan Turtle gathered towards his location.
The situation here was unknown, and his cultivation was also strongly suppressed. It would be bad to encounter danger. It would be best to join forces with the second Nascent Soul.
Zhang Ling also asked Blue Sparrow for her opinion through the Xuan Turtle's mouth. This expert from the Spirit World might have a countermeasure.
"Humph, damn it, how would I know what's going on? But the place we are in now seems to be a giant mountain that rose from the seabed. We weren't teleported to another place.
It seems that this mountain suddenly rose, driving the undercurrents of the seabed. It also triggered the impact of demonic energy and spiritual energy, and we were brought up.
As for why this glow suppresses cultivation, it's like some kind of powerful restriction that can't be understood in a short time. Although it suppresses your cultivation, I don't think it's aimed at you. It's more like it's aimed at the demonic energy in this area."
Blue Sparrow flew around beside the Xuan Turtle's human figure and shouted extremely angrily. Obviously, she didn't know the current situation either.
Before, the Xuan Turtle had just hunted a seventh-level demonic beast and hadn't had time to collect the demonic crystal when there was a sudden impact of demonic energy, followed by an impact of spiritual energy. A seventh-level demonic crystal was lost for nothing, and Blue Sparrow's mood was extremely bad.
This answer made Zhang Ling frown.
If it was true what Blue Sparrow said, that they were now in a giant mountain, the most likely thing was that they had fallen into some kind of formation. Then, could they escape this glow and restore their cultivation by leaving this mountain?
Moreover, he had never heard of any formation restriction that had such a strong suppression power, suppressing the cultivation of Nascent Soul cultivators by 70 to 80 percent.
And the area covered by the glow was extremely wide, which could never be achieved by ordinary ancient formations.
Zhang Ling flew quickly while thinking about the current situation.
Suddenly, the demonic energy in an area ahead was extremely chaotic. A roar and a crackling sound came, as if there were cultivators fighting.
Zhang Ling mobilized the power of his divine sense and quickly swept towards that side. He discovered that behind a cliff, there was a blue pool. A huge demonic beast was fighting with a strange cloud of mist.
The fight was extremely fierce, and large pieces of rock were constantly collapsing into fragments.
A dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. The demonic beast was a flood dragon with a body length of a hundred feet, covered in scarlet-black scales. Most of its body leaped out of the water, and it was spewing a black stream of water from its mouth, turning it into countless water arrows to attack the clouds in the sky.
Strangely, the flood dragon's head did not look like a flood dragon's head. It was yellow-black in color and looked more like a tiger's head. It also had a circle of black hair and a black horn.
Seeing the flood dragon's appearance, Zhang Ling's eyes flashed with a bright light. He remembered a strange beast recorded in ancient books called the Tiger Flood Dragon. It was said to be a powerful strange beast.
The cloud of mist fighting with the Tiger Flood Dragon was even stranger, covering the entire sky and was cyan-gray in color.
Zhang Ling originally thought that it was a demonic mist emitted by some kind of demonic beast, but when his divine sense swept over it, there were no traces of any living beings in it, nor was there any demonic energy. It was like a spiritual cloud formed by pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It seemed to be very similar to the glow in the entire sky, and it was more like something formed by the spiritual power of some kind of restriction.
The countless water arrows released by the Tiger Flood Dragon attacked it like rain, only creating a hole. The cloud of mist rolled quickly and healed as before in the blink of an eye, without suffering any damage.
In a moment, the glow also seemed to be cooperating with the cloud of mist, forming more than a dozen strange thick chains that were visible to the naked eye, wrapping around the Tiger Flood Dragon and attacking it.
The Tiger Flood Dragon's body surged with demonic power, desperately resisting, but it was trapped in the range of the pool, and the area of activity was rapidly compressed.
Zhang Ling's face became a bit dignified, because the Tiger Flood Dragon was not an ordinary demonic beast. Judging from the demonic energy on its body, it was not weaker than an eighth-level demon cultivator. It was an eighth-level demonic beast, equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The glow also had a powerful suppressing effect on this demonic beast. The Tiger Flood Dragon's complete strength did not seem to be able to be exerted, and it was constantly restricted, constantly howling. The situation was extremely bad.
The Tiger Flood Dragon obviously knew that the situation was bad. It roared up to the sky, and a layer of blood light appeared on its body. Then, its body became larger again.
Upon closer inspection, the Tiger Flood Dragon was using some kind of supernatural power. The source of the blood light on its body was actually a few bright red scales on its neck.
Those were five or six scales with blood-colored spiritual patterns, and they grew in the opposite direction to the scales on its body, releasing a powerful aura.
Reverse scales,
Zhang Ling whispered and recognized them. This was a natal supernatural power of flood dragons.
It is said that scaly demon beasts like flood dragons can grow reverse scales when their strength reaches a certain level, so that they can use many strange supernatural powers.
For flood dragons, reverse scales are even more precious than the demon core in their body.
As the reverse scales burst out with blood light, the Tiger Flood Dragon seemed to have broken through the suppression on its body, and its powerful strength burst out.
With a flick of its big tail, there was a loud bang, and the water in the pool exploded with a giant wave hundreds of feet high. It rolled up with a whoosh, forming a huge water tornado that confronted the surrounding constantly suppressing glow.
At the same time, the horn on its head flickered with a strange black light, covering its whole body. With a flash of black shadow, the Tiger Flood Dragon rose into the sky and directly plunged into the green cloud in the sky, stirring it up.
For a time, black light, blood light, and green light intertwined in the sky, and an amazing spiritual pressure came. The surrounding rocks, grass, and trees were all affected and turned into fragments.
Zhang Ling was still several miles away from there and quickly changed direction. He didn't want to get involved in this strange battle.
The Tiger Flood Dragon burst out with all its strength, and it was still a peak eighth-level demonic beast. He was shocked in his heart. The Tiger Flood Dragon's strength had been suppressed by most of it just now.
But looking at the strange cyan cloud of mist, Zhang Ling had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, after a dozen breaths, a wail sounded. The Tiger Flood Dragon was defeated. With a roar, this beast rushed out of the cyan cloud of mist and fled into the distance.
But the glow on that side fell layer after layer, not giving the Tiger Flood Dragon any time to breathe. It also turned into countless chains, like the legendary Dragon Trapping Lock, trapping the Tiger Flood Dragon.
Finally, the cyan cloud of mist continued to shrink, turning into a cyan giant elephant, descending from the sky. With a loud bang, it directly pressed the Tiger Flood Dragon to the ground. No matter how the Tiger Flood Dragon struggled, it could not escape its doom.
After a short while, the Tiger Flood Dragon was torn into several pieces and was killed just like that.
