After Zhang Ling was enveloped by the gray mist spewed out by the gray giant dragon, he felt a darkness before his eyes, followed by a sudden brightness.
He saw the outside environment.
He revealed a look of great joy, as expected, the black scale in his hand was a restriction token.
At the same time, he also understood that the gray giant dragon might not be the dragon soul Long Bo spoke of, but more likely the spirit of the blue treasure cauldron.
Activating the black scale could control the gray dragon to teleport him out.
Now that he was free, Zhang Ling immediately began searching for his physical body.
With a sweep of his divine sense, he immediately noticed that the place he was in was actually an ice valley, the entire valley had been frozen, and thick white ice mist spread everywhere.
Fortunately, he was still in the same place, and he could sense that these ice crystals carried the demonic power of the Black Tortoise.
It seemed that the second soul had controlled the Black Tortoise to create this.
What surprised Zhang Ling even more was that a great battle was taking place outside the valley, filled with violent spiritual power fluctuations.
In the sky outside the valley, half of the sky was filled with bloody light, and countless sword lights could be vaguely seen flying within it.
The other half of the sky was shrouded in seven-colored light, like a colorful auspicious cloud, with a golden dragon coiled within it.
Judging by their auras, these were two guys in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
The black-robed cultivator seemed to be proficient in insect manipulation, commanding a dense swarm of black beetles to surround the old man.
The old man controlled two white, glittering flying knives, as well as a green jar.
Countless yellowish-green large leaves emerged from the green jar.
Under the control of the old man, they burned into firelight and shot out, appearing to have no weak attack power.
However, when the firelight fell into the beetle swarm, the black beetles spewed out wisps of black smoke, instantly devouring the firelight.
They did not cause any harm to these spirit insects at all.
Moreover, after devouring the firelight, the black beetles appeared even more ferocious, spewing out balls of fire containing black smoke.
The old man's face changed drastically as he shouted, "This is the Black Flame Gu Worm."
He quickly threw out a blue sphere, releasing a sheet of water light to protect himself, resisting the attacks of the many beetles.
"Fellow Daoist recognized my spirit insect.
Then you should know that these semi-mature Black Flame Gu Worms are already immune to most fire-attribute attacks.
In front of this spirit insect, how much power can your fire-attribute techniques still have?
I advise Fellow Daoist to hand over the Nascent Soul of that Ge fellow, lest it be devoured by my spirit insects," the black-robed cultivator laughed arrogantly.
Along with this person's laughter, a voice that clearly belonged to another person came from the old man's body.
"You actually cultivated so many Black Flame Gu Worms, I shouldn't have given you these spirit insect eggs in the first place."
A careful sense could detect that another person's aura was hidden in the old man's sleeves.
The black-robed cultivator sneered triumphantly.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ge, it's too late for you to regret it, blame your bad luck for having your physical body torn apart by the space crack just now, what are you going to fight me with now?
However, I, Lu, can give you a choice, if you voluntarily dissipate your Nascent Soul, I can forgive our past grievances and let you leave."
"Lu old monster, you're daydreaming," a red light flashed in the old man's sleeve, and a crimson flying sword flew out, with a small, white, glittering Nascent Soul emerging on the sword.
It was precisely the Nascent Soul spirit body of the sword-bearing Confucian scholar who had been by the old man's side before.
When the space collapsed just now, and space cracks appeared, none of the three of them escaped, and they were swallowed by a thick space crack.
Being swallowed by a space crack, he originally thought he was facing certain death, but in an instant he found himself safe and sound.
But before he could be happy, the unstable space formed several small space cracks again, instantly cutting his physical body into several pieces.
If he hadn't reacted quickly and escaped with his Nascent Soul, he would have died long ago.
But this wasn't the end, then he saw Lu old monster also being teleported to the side by a space crack.
Seeing that he only had his Nascent Soul left, he immediately attacked, wanting to kill his Nascent Soul as well.
If he hadn't then encountered his companion, he might have fallen today.
"Brother Li, don't be afraid of this Lu old monster, I'll deal with these demonic insects.
Today, I must thank Brother Li for protecting me, as long as I can be safe and sound today, I will promise Brother Li to join your sect."
The white Nascent Soul's hand gestures changed, and the crimson flying sword it was attached to suddenly emitted a great white light, turning into a dazzling white light.
A ball of essence was sprayed on it, and the white light flashed and rushed out, and a series of white sword qi streaked across the air, surrounding the swarm of black beetles that were attacking them.
When the sword light struck them, they instantly turned into fragments.
The old man saw that his opponent's spirit insects were instantly killed a lot, and when he heard his companion say that he was willing to join the sect, a look of joy also appeared on his face.
"Junior Brother Ge, don't worry, a Lu old monster can't take us down."
His Small Cloud Sect was just a small sect, he had known this Fellow Daoist Ge for hundreds of years and had some friendship with him, and he had previously invited this person to join their sect.
But this person was arrogant and only wanted to be a rogue cultivator, and did not agree.
He didn't expect that he would actually agree at this moment, although it might not be willingly, but forced by the situation.
But at this time, if he could help this person, it would be tantamount to saving his life.
Of course, although the Lu old monster in front of him was not weak, he was, in the end, a cultivator of the same rank as him.
There was no need to be too afraid.
While the old man's mind was turning, he sacrificed another ball of purple light, which turned into a purple mirror, and a series of purple rays shot out from it, similarly killing many of the Black Flame Gu Worms that were attacking them in an instant.
The black-robed cultivator's face darkened.
He also quickly began to use other methods to deal with it.
He released a giant beetle and several emerald centipedes.
As for Zhang Ling, he naturally didn't pay too much attention to the fight between these people outside.
He had just escaped, and was a little surprised that other cultivators had arrived here.
So he took another look, then withdrew his gaze and quickly looked for his physical body.
At the same time, under the induction of his divine sense, he also sensed the location of his second soul.
The second soul controlled the Black Tortoise and stayed not far in front of him, transformed into a giant tortoise several feet tall, spewing out balls of white ice mist, shrouding the entire small valley.
This was why the fighting outside had not affected the valley.
In an instant, Zhang Ling also sensed his physical body, sitting cross-legged on a thick black giant ice behind the Black Tortoise.
Moreover, the Nascent Soul puppet was also guarding beside it, as well as the ghost monkey he had subdued, and the owl corpse demon.
In addition to this, the Twin-Tailed Cat was also released, staring uneasily at the fighting outside.
Zhang Ling did not delay at all, his Nascent Soul turned into a yellow light and instantly merged into his physical body.
At the same time, the Black Tortoise also turned its head to look at him, this was naturally because the second soul had also sensed that he had escaped.
Without the need for much talk, his mind was connected to his second soul, and in an instant, he understood the situation after being sucked into the blue treasure cauldron.
Zhang Ling couldn't care about anything else at the moment, as soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately took out several jade bottles, poured out more than a dozen pills and swallowed them.
Then he also took out a five-colored jade bottle, which was the bottle of ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid he had, and he swallowed three drops of the ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid without hesitation.
A pure spiritual energy spread throughout his body, and a layer of yellow light emerged from his body, Zhang Ling's face became a little flushed.
He quickly circulated his cultivation technique to refine the spiritual energy filling his body, and his face improved a little.
Fortunately, he had the ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid to replenish his depleted true essence.
Otherwise, with his current state, his cultivation might have regressed.
Although the depleted vitality could not be replenished immediately.
But with the ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid, he could recover to his peak state after finding a safe place to recuperate for a period of time.
If it were other cultivators, such a state would require at least a dozen years of recuperation, or even longer, to recover.
In this way, Zhang Ling adjusted his breathing for half a quarter of an hour, and his face gradually returned to normal.
The spiritual power fluctuations generated by swallowing a large number of spiritual medicines were also basically stabilized by him.
His figure swayed and he stood up, his eyes looking at the blue treasure cauldron.
This treasure was now quietly lying on the ground, with a layer of faint water light lingering on it.
Zhang Ling raised his hand expressionlessly, shot out a ball of yellow light, directly wrapped the blue treasure cauldron, and put this thing into the Sumeru Cave Mansion.
At the same time, he also put away the Twin-Tailed Cat and the Nascent Soul puppet.
Only the Black Tortoise controlled by the second soul was left.
"Let's go."
Zhang Ling snorted softly, sacrificed the Wind Fire Orb, released a ball of cyan-red firelight, and wrapped himself and the Black Tortoise.
The cyan-red firelight, like a small whirlwind, spun and drilled into the ground, disappearing.
Only a piece of ice mist released by the Black Tortoise was left in the valley.
He did not let the Black Tortoise disperse this piece of ice mist, lest it attract the attention of the few people fighting outside.
Although, with the strength of these few people, they might have already noticed the movement in the valley.
The black-robed cultivator and the three others were fine.
But the strength of the cultivators fighting in the sky was extremely strong, especially the cultivator in the blood-colored sword light, who was actually a Great Cultivator.
The cultivator in the seven-colored light seemed to be a female cultivator, but being able to fight evenly with the Great Cultivator was naturally not an ordinary cultivator either.
Moreover, Zhang Ling vaguely felt that he had seen these two people somewhere.
However, he didn't care too much about this, now that these few people were fighting fiercely, it was best if they ignored him.
His current state was not suitable for fighting strong enemies anymore, now he had to leave this place as soon as possible and find a safe place to adjust his injuries.
Zhang Ling did not leave this place immediately, but used the Wind Fire Orb to perform the Wind Fire Escape Technique and entered the ground fire vein below the valley.
Because, when he first came to this valley, the fire essence he released had not yet been retrieved.
Through the induction of his mind, Zhang Ling sensed that the fire essence was trapped in a place in the ground fire vein.
The fire essence was something he had finally subdued, so naturally he couldn't ignore it.
