The crimson halo flickered and instantly arrived below the spatial fluctuation.
The attacks of the others, upon entering it, seemed to be forcibly fused, turning into a multicolored pillar of black light.
It struck the location of the spatial fluctuation fiercely, and deafening roars continued, causing the spatial fluctuation to twist and change even more, but it never shattered.
Just then, another drum sound rang out. This drum sound did not come from the Crimson Echo Drum, but from the Demon Sound Drum, a replica of the Crimson Echo Drum, held by the ugly-faced youth.
At this moment, the Demon Sound Drum swelled up, like a giant ball, and bounced up, also rushing into the halo. With a loud bang, it exploded.
A violent spiritual pressure instantly filled the space.
Zhang Ling, being the closest, was shocked and quickly used Teleportation again, retreating some distance.
Grand Priest Luo Ming was so generous, directly detonating a replica of a spiritual treasure.
The entire space shook violently, and new changes finally appeared in the twisting spatial fluctuation before them. Twisted, erratic lines of light, either black or white, appeared.
Where these lines of light intersected, some swaying, flickering points of light formed, like a few holes appearing in a shaking black cloth.
Noticing this change, everyone revealed a hint of joy. These lines of light and those points of light were spatial cracks, but they were too small to escape.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling gritted his teeth. With a wave of his hand, the Void Worm swam out again, spraying out another patch of black and white light, directly enveloping those points of light and lines.
Immediately, those points of light and lines were strangely compressed by the black and white light. A spatial crack as thin as a hair collided with another spatial crack. At the intersection, there was a burst of twisting, forming a slightly thicker space. It intersected with other small spatial cracks, and so on. Gradually, a twisted, deformed black and white hole appeared in that spatial fluctuation.
Although this hole was swaying and extremely unstable, it was already several feet in size, barely enough for a cultivator to shrink and pass through.
Zhang Ling immediately took action. With a thought, the Void Worm released another burst of black and white spiritual light, wrapping himself up, and rushed directly into the hole.
At the same time, his whole body twisted, his body as if it had no bones, shrinking into a ball. He looked like a fat child, his body instantly shortening by a large margin.
This was the Soft Bone Technique, not a profound technique. Cultivators who practiced body refining techniques could basically use it.
But at this moment, passing through this narrow spatial crack, using this method to shrink the body was the most suitable.
Zhang Ling acted very quickly, but he still saw several streaks of light, even faster, entering the hole first.
Everything went dark, then brightened again. He passed through the hole, and before he could see where he had arrived, his body was involuntarily swept to the other side. The sound of wind roared in his ears, as if he were in a wind tunnel.
Zhang Ling twisted his body, and the shrunken body instantly returned to its original state. He circulated all the spiritual power in his body to stabilize himself.
Scanning with his divine sense, he saw strong winds blowing everywhere, extremely cold.
The wind pressure hit his body, causing a series of loud bangs. If it weren't for the protective shield formed by the Yellow Luo Umbrella, he might have been injured without any precautions.
At this moment, he heard a delicate shout. In the direction of the sound, there was a ball of blue light wrapped around a figure, it was Dongfang Ya.
At the same time, he also noticed that Grand Priest Luo Ming, Old Devil Hundred Flowers, and Old Ancestor Tianfeng were all within a hundred feet nearby.
In the center of the crowd, there was also a black and white spot of light, flickering dimly, turning into several slender spatial fluctuations, shaking a few times, and then disappearing.
This spot of light was the spatial hole they had passed through.
All ten of them appeared in this gloomy storm.
Zhang Ling spread his divine sense, but could only sense a few miles away, blocked by the wind pressure outside.
Soon after, everyone landed on the ground.
"This doesn't seem to be the outside world either. Are we trapped in a special space again?" The ugly-faced youth looked at the surrounding environment, his face not looking good.
"It doesn't seem to be in the outside world indeed," Elder Tian echoed.
Zhang Ling expressionlessly looked around. The sky was filled with howling winds, and the ground beneath his feet was a broken mess. Apart from the huge rubble, all that could be seen were deep pits and cracks.
Everything was gray and gloomy. The place where they appeared was like a plain, but so dilapidated, as if it had experienced a great battle.
At this moment, the Void Worm in his sleeve hissed. The eyes of the others swept over one by one, looking over.
Zhang Ling thought that these old guys were indeed sensitive, obviously noticing the abnormality of the Void Worm. He said directly without expression, "My spiritual worm only senses that the space here is also unusually stable, similar to the previous space. It doesn't seem to be in the outside world."
Hearing this, the faces of the others also sank.
"What exactly is this place? How can there be so many independent spaces?" The middle-aged cultivator with the mustache waved his hand angrily, blasting a boulder the size of several feet next to him into pieces, venting his frustration.
Elder Tian frowned tightly, saying the doubts in everyone's hearts. "Combining what we encountered just now, it's indeed very wrong. It's understandable for an independent space to appear. But we have successively broken into independent spaces, which is definitely not a coincidence. If we count the space with the natives, this is already the third independent space. Could it be that we have fallen into some strange restriction?"
"This young master doesn't believe that any restriction can continuously create independent spaces and trap us. Even a Transformation cultivator doesn't have this means, right?" Old Devil Hundred Flowers also snorted.
"Ordinary restrictions are indeed impossible, but it's not absolute." Suddenly, Ancient Devil Bloodheart sneered, seemingly having a different opinion.
His words immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Luo Ming frowned and snorted, "If you have something to say, say it quickly."
"If we are trapped in a certain spatial treasure, it would be very consistent with our current situation." A bloody light flashed in Ancient Devil's eyes. Without playing any tricks, he directly stated his opinion.
"Spatial treasure, are you talking about the Sumeru space type of treasure? How is this possible? How can there be such a treasure in the human world?" The middle-aged man with the mustache denied uncertainly.
Ancient Devil naturally ignored this person, only glanced at Grand Priest Luo Ming and stopped talking.
Luo Ming frowned and looked at Old Devil Hundred Flowers, "Is it the upside-down tower we were trapped in before?"
Old Devil Hundred Flowers shook the peanuts in his hand, then nodded, "If we're talking about spatial treasures, that upside-down black tower does meet the conditions."
"What do these two fellow cultivators mean?" The others looked at the two in confusion, not understanding the meaning of their words for a moment.
Then, Old Devil Hundred Flowers simply told everyone about the place where they were trapped before.
Zhang Ling also frowned slightly. He had previously guessed that the black tower was a spatial treasure, because when he let the Void Worm enter it to rescue Old Devil Hundred Flowers and the two, he noticed that the tower had spatial barriers. This was a characteristic of spatial treasures.
But looking at the current environment, it's very different from the environment he sensed in the tower at that time.
These are clearly two different places.
Like the Sumeru Cave Mansion in his hand, it's also a spatial treasure, but the space inside is just a small independent space.
But now they have indeed crossed three spaces in a row. Could it be that this spatial treasure has several layers of independent space?
Zhang Ling thought to himself. Among all treasures, spatial treasures are the most difficult to refine. There weren't many even in ancient times.
Not to mention spatial treasures with several layers of independent space.
Spatial treasures are all refined with spatial fragments or extremely rare spatial materials.
Stacking several layers of independent space together to refine a treasure, this difficulty is not simply doubled.
But it's not entirely impossible. The red-clothed woman and the three-headed nether snake were far stronger than them, and they didn't look like human world cultivators either.
Others might not know, but when they ran into the red-clothed woman just now, Blue Sparrow said that the red-clothed woman was a Rakshasa woman. A great demon ghost.
Reasoning like this, the red-clothed woman might be a foreign world cultivator. It's not impossible for her to have such a spatial treasure to trap them.
"Fellow cultivator Zhang, can your spiritual worm really not break through the space here? As far as I know, the Void Worm's supernatural powers are not small." The voice of the middle-aged man with the mustache came over again.
Hearing this person's words, Zhang Ling's face darkened, "What are you saying, fellow cultivator? I'm also trapped here. If I could leave, why would I still be here? With the eyesight of you fellow cultivators, you can all see that my spiritual worm has just hatched and is only equivalent to a low-level demon beast. Even if it has some spatial supernatural powers, how much can it exert with insufficient cultivation?"
In the end, everyone discussed a few more sentences and could only explore this desolate place first to find an exit.
Even spatial treasures have exits, they are not completely closed.
Just like the place where they were trapped before, there was a spatial crack in the water pool, which might be the exit.
It's just that everyone was afraid of the red-clothed woman and the three-headed nether snake, and didn't dare to go down rashly. They were worried that these two powerful enemies would suddenly return.
That's why they adopted the method of breaking through the space, but they didn't expect that although they broke through the space, they still didn't reach the outside world. Instead, they fell into this desolate space again.
If they can find a spatial crack in this place, it might be the exit.
As for doing another forced breakthrough of space, everyone doesn't have this kind of thought at the moment.
First, they haven't encountered any life-or-death danger yet.
Second, it took a lot of effort just now. Not only did they consume most of the demonic energy from that demonic mine mountain, but everyone also joined forces and detonated a pseudo-spiritual treasure, which is how they managed to break through a spatial crack with difficulty.
It would be difficult for them to reach the same level as before if they did it again.
So, exploring this place first is the top priority.
In order to explore this place as soon as possible, everyone naturally didn't act together. They dispersed to explore the surroundings. Once they found something, they would notify the others with a sound transmission talisman.
This was just a verbal agreement. It's hard to say whether the demons would notify them if they found the exit.
Of course, it was about the same on Zhang Ling's side. Everyone knew the small thoughts in their hearts and wouldn't point them out.
Speaking of which, among the ten people now, although there were six of them and only four demons, they didn't have the upper hand. On the contrary, they were at a disadvantage.
Grand Priest Luo Ming and that Ancient Devil were both in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Among the six of them, Zhang Ling's cultivation was now the lowest. The others were all in the middle stage.
After everyone dispersed, Zhang Ling and Senior Brother Tianfeng flew towards the north.
During the flight, Zhang Ling took out a white jade bottle, "Senior brother, there is a pill in this bottle that can quickly restore consumed spiritual power."
"No need, keep it for yourself. I have several pills that restore spiritual power well." Senior Brother Tianfeng waved his hand, wanting to refuse. Zhang Ling suddenly transmitted a voice. Hearing his sound transmission, Senior Brother Tianfeng immediately responded and took the jade bottle.
Then, the two separated. Although they were both exploring towards the north, they naturally separated in the distance.
As for what was in the jade bottle given to his senior brother, it was naturally a drop of ten thousand year spiritual liquid.
Senior Brother Tianfeng's current situation is not good among everyone. Not only was he injured, but his natal magic treasure was also destroyed.
In this dangerous place, instantly restoring one's spiritual power is tantamount to having an extra life-saving method.
Of course, if Senior Brother Tianfeng is safe and sound when encountering danger, he is naturally also a helper.
Especially now, with the Xuan Turtle and Blue Sparrow not by his side, Zhang Ling has a sense of crisis. Although his strength is not necessarily weaker than a middle stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
But if he encounters danger again, joining forces with Senior Brother Tianfeng can also help each other.
In this desolate area, dark winds blow everywhere above the head, but the wind is not strong below the high altitude. Divine sense can easily explore a range of thirty to forty miles.
After a moment, Zhang Ling explored an area of five to six hundred miles and found nothing. At this moment, after crossing a low peak, his eyes lit up and he immediately landed towards that side.
There is a group of buildings below that low peak. Although it looks like ruins, he sensed spiritual power fluctuations, so he had to explore it.
In a few breaths, Zhang Ling flew over there. Looking down from the sky at the back of that low peak, there were many tall stone tablets standing there, leaning against the mountain wall.
He landed directly in front of a stone tablet. The stone tablet in front of him was very tall, more than ten feet long. There were no words or decorations on it. It was like an ordinary stone, but it was obviously carved by someone.
Zhang Ling pointed at the stone tablet, and a yellow light hit the stone tablet. With a muffled bang, the stone tablet was cut into two pieces by him.
While releasing the attack, he retreated a long distance behind him. Seeing that nothing happened, Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief before going to the stone tablet again.
With another wave of his hand, he directly pulled the half of the stone tablet from the ground. His sudden move was naturally not idle.
It was because he sensed that the spiritual power fluctuations were below these stone tablets, as if something was buried underground.
Throwing the half of the stone tablet aside, Zhang Ling swept his eyes and saw a pile of white things under the stone tablet.
