Zhang Yan walked deeper into the cave. Along the way, he would encounter the Demonic Ghosts that floated in the cave. In this underground, these things could be said to be everywhere. Unfortunately, their intelligence was extremely low. They almost had no memory of their own and could only act according to their instincts. Otherwise, he could have used them to find the way.
The map that Yang Xi gave him was at least a hundred years old. There were many mistakes, and some were deduced based on his own experience. Moreover, the Demonic Ghosts liked to dig holes in the ground. Many places had collapsed. If it was a normal person, it would be difficult to obtain any useful information from the map. Fortunately, he was a Daoist cultivator. Based on the clues, he could see the original, so his journey was very smooth.
Along the way, the scattered jade crystals that were used to block the senses were scattered all over the ground. It could be said that they were everywhere. The deeper he went, the more there were. It was like a pile of sand and snow. Some places could even bury an elephant.
After careful observation, he realized that judging from the sacrificial refining method, this should not be the work of a cultivator. It was the work of a great force. However, the Spiritual Qi in this world was so weak. It would be fine if these people went beyond the sky. Otherwise, even if there were inheritances passed down, they would not be able to do much.
On the seventh day, the map was completely useless. However, at this time, the sense of Qi became stronger. No matter how many crystal jades there were, it could not be concealed. At this time, it would not be a problem for him to use some of his techniques. Therefore, his speed was a little faster than before.
Because he was gradually approaching the rumored place where the ferocious monsters were suppressed, he took into account that the almighty people might have left behind some tricks. At this moment, he was only here with a clone. Therefore, he became more cautious. However, unexpectedly, he did not encounter any obstacles. Even the Demonic Ghosts could not be seen. They seemed to have consciously avoided this place.
After another half a day, he arrived in front of a cliff. Below him were countless broken stones, but there were traces of man-made construction.
He raised his head and glanced upwards. From the topography, he could tell that there used to be a floating bridge that connected the two ends. There was supposed to be an underground lake below with a magic altar. However, one day, the spiritual opportunity was cut off. Without the support of the prohibition, it fell from the sky and the lake water flowed deeper. Now, all that was left were these ruins.
There were caves on both sides, which should have been the place where the guards used to live. It was obvious that they had been abandoned.
He floated over and scanned his surroundings. Every grotto here was very clean, and there was almost nothing left. It was obvious that the owner had left calmly and had given up on this place of his own accord. He did not leave because of some unforeseen event. This could explain why there were no obstacles along the way.
However, at the fifteenth cave on the left, he discovered that there were several inscriptions carved into the walls. It was likely that the owner of this cave had suddenly comprehended something and had done it on a whim. However, at this moment, it was not difficult for him to accurately determine the level of this person's cultivation.
After looking through all the caves, he had a plan in mind.
At most, there were more than a hundred guards here. Among them, at least three to five were at the level of Grotto-Heaven. If a sect could have such a powerful force, it would be extremely difficult. Moreover, it was even more impressive that the suppressed ferocious creature was treated so seriously.
After looking through everything here, he tapped his feet and flew into the air. In a flash, he arrived at the opposite side. He turned around a tall mountain wall that looked like a screen and went around it through a narrow path. Suddenly, the space in front of him widened, revealing a huge sunken basin.
Thick stone pillars were erected there according to a certain pattern. These stone pillars were not tall, only a little more than ten feet high. They were divided into two circles, one inside and one outside. The density was different. The outside was loose, but the inside was tight. The top tube was carved with restriction runes, and there were instruments at the top. There were a total of 6,561 of them.
Under normal circumstances, if a large formation that occupied such a large area wanted to operate, it would either rely on a powerful instrument to drive it, or it would draw the Spiritual Qi from the mountains and rivers.
As for the Mountain Gate Formation, it was more complicated. Usually, there were smaller formations within the large formation, and it was like a whole. Other than that, there were other powerful arrangements within it. Even if the external Qi was cut off, it could still operate on its own.
From the arrangement of the large formation below, it looked very simple. The instruments used were also ordinary. Now that the spiritual light had dissipated, there was no sign of Spiritual Qi being activated underground. These two conditions were not met, and it seemed like it had been abandoned long ago.
Zhang Yan was not in a hurry to go down. When he was high up in the sky, he circled around a few times. He realized that this large formation was not purely used to imprison and suppress. In actual fact, it was used to absorb Spiritual Qi. From the way it was done, it was similar to the White Trapping Monster.
"If that's the case, it seems like there is indeed a creature here. Not only is it imprisoned here, but it is also taking benefits from it. This is interesting."
Now that the formation had been abandoned, it was unknown whether the person who was suppressed here was free or not. However, with the Spiritual Qi of this realm, even if the person could break out of the seal, he could only try his best not to move. Otherwise, it would only speed up his death.
At this point, there was no way out. If he wanted to go down, he could only go through the barrier on the ground. Hence, he reached out his hand and pressed. There seemed to be a flash of five-colored brilliance. The center of the basin sank slightly, and then silently turned into fine debris. After passing through a long tunnel, there was a huge hole at the bottom.
At the same time, a very familiar Qi dynamic was transmitted. He squinted his eyes. The result that he was looking for was probably in there.
His body turned into a stream of light and passed through the broken tunnel. Soon, he sank into an even wider catacomb. The walls of the catacomb were engraved with Erosion Runes. They were densely packed, but without the Spiritual Vigor, they were not as powerful as they used to be.
However, he did not look at it for long. Right in the middle, there was an object that attracted all of his attention. It was built with a precious material similar to black jade. It was like a tower, but more than half of it had collapsed, and the top was completely gone. Only the bottom layer still existed. Outsiders might not know what it was, but he could tell with a glance that it should be a devil's trove.
His eyes narrowed and he walked up. Because he had a Devil's Trove on him, he knew that this object was extremely sturdy. It could even block the supernatural powers of a Mortal Transformation Cultivator. To be able to damage it to this extent, either the person who did it had a very high cultivation level, or it was slowly worn down over a long period of time.
Looking at the situation, it was the latter, and it was very likely caused by the absence of its owner. Otherwise, it would not have been so easy to destroy it. It should be known that this object had the ability to teleport. Having someone controlling it and not having someone controlling it were two completely different things.
Earlier, when he obtained the fragments used to build the Devil's Trove, he had guessed that there might be more than one Devil's Trove in his possession. Now, his guess was confirmed.
However, at this moment, a deeper question was placed on the table. Who exactly built this object, how many of them were there, and who obtained them? He was very clear that if the person who obtained this object was a person who had no scruples, then it was very likely that he would become very powerful in a short period of time. However, the consequences would also be very obvious. It was very likely that he would be attacked by everyone in the world.
After looking for a while, he did not stay here for too long. He turned around and walked towards the place where the Qi was.
Not long after, he was blocked by a stone door. He stretched out his hand and gently pushed. A five-colored brilliance flashed, and the obstacle in front of him silently turned into dust.
He waved his sleeves and swept away the dust. Looking over, he saw that there was an incomparably large hole inside. In the middle, there was a head half-buried. It was incomparably large, roughly estimated to be at least a thousand feet tall. However, this was only a head. It was not difficult to imagine how large this person's body would be when he was whole.
This head's hair was disheveled, and its facial features were still decent. Its face was ordinary, so it should also be a human cultivator. At this moment, its eyes were closed, and it looked like it was long dead. However, the Qi on its body was not difficult to recognize. It must have also cultivated the Spirit Comprehending Contract.
Zhang Yan looked for a while. When this person was at his peak, he at least had the perfect cultivation of the fifth level of the Cultivation Transformation Realm. This was also very impressive. Back then, when he cultivated to this level, he had refined the bodies of several great demons left behind by the Great Underworld Patriarch. If he did not have this opportunity, then he would either have to fight with demons or people of the same cultivation level as him, or he would have to kill people of lower cultivation level than him. However, the number of deaths would probably be unimaginable, and it was very likely to cause the wrath of the heavens and the people.
Although he had the Devil's Treasury, until now, other than the Devil, he had almost never taken the initiative to kill the weak in order to obtain strength. Firstly, it was because he disdained to do so. Secondly, it was because he upheld the Dao of Qi as his foundation, and only saw it as a supplementary Dao. Lastly, he deeply understood that once a cultivator was controlled by greed and delusion, he would definitely go further and further on this Dao, until he lost himself. The consequences would be unimaginable. It was not an exaggeration to say that the whole world was his enemy.
Moreover, you would be able to kill all the enemies around you. In order to pursue strength, you would definitely challenge stronger opponents. This was a path of no return. Either you die halfway, or you defeat all the obstacles and walk to the peak. But in the ten thousand worlds, who knew how many powerful almighties there were, and how many people can you defeat?
Looking at the situation now, it was very likely that the owner of this Devil's Treasury had walked on this path, and in the end, he was suppressed here.
He shook his head and looked to his left and right. There were many restrictions around the cave, and he had extraordinary attainments in formations. He could see that this was used to guide the Essence Qi and Spiritual Opportunity of this person to different worlds. Not only could this be used to transfer the formation itself, but it also did not allow the person to have any chance to accumulate strength. After many years, no matter how deep the person's Essence Qi was, he would eventually die here.
Zhang Yan's gaze was deep. Although he had seen the owner of this place, he did not see the most important thing.
Since this person had the Devil's Treasury, then he should also have the Nine Absorption Devil's Slip, or else he would not be able to refine the Essence Qi.
From the attitude of the person who built this formation, even the Devil's Treasury had been thrown here, and the Devil's Slip might not have dared to keep it with him. It was very likely that it was also here.
He raised his head, and his gaze slowly moved, finally stopping at the forehead of the head.
To be continued.
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