Countless colorful clouds danced around the azure mountain, with large swathes of mist rolling and churning.
Zhang Ling was stunned for a few breaths before he finally came to his senses. Filled with terror, he wanted to escape, but the light shield formed by the Shadow Escape Talisman had already dissipated.
He had been right next to the mountain when it rose just now, and if not for that layer of light shielding him for a moment, he would have been injured long ago.
Now, his entire body ached severely. The surrounding air had felt as if it had solidified, pressing down on him until he couldn't breathe.
Fortunately, the mountain rose quickly, or he would have been crushed by the intense pressure around him. Currently, Zhang Ling was in a depression in the mountainside, where he had inadvertently fallen when he was caught off guard.
Now, he couldn't muster even a trace of spiritual power, let alone escape. And this mountain seemed to be alive, which shocked Zhang Ling. He had never heard of such a thing.
Awoo!
The mountain suddenly trembled again, and a tremendous roar echoed out, even more shocking than the previous one.
As soon as the roar entered his ears, Zhang Ling felt the surrounding air tighten. Then, his face turned crimson, his veins bulged, and the blood in his body trembled uncontrollably.
He felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.
Zhang Ling laboriously raised a hand and struck his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Only then did he feel somewhat better.
On the other side of the mountain, what he didn't see was that the flock of black-spotted birds also fell into the sea during this roar, as if they had all lost their ability to fly.
Only the golden, high-level demonic bird had golden light flowing around it, still maintaining its position in the air, but its entire body was trembling, as if bound by an invisible force.
At this moment, a dark, gaping hole suddenly opened up at the bottom of the mountain. Countless inverted air currents were created out of thin air, forming gusts of strong wind that swept out.
The sky on this side, whether it was clouds or surrounding seawater, flowed rapidly towards the mountain's crack, disappearing into the dark opening.
At the same time, even more astonishingly, the space within a few miles around this sea area revealed colorful spiritual light, surging towards the mountain.
If there were high-level cultivators nearby, they would sense that the surrounding spiritual power had become chaotic in an instant. The source was this strange mountain.
This mountain was actually devouring the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy in an instant, a feat that even those Nascent Soul stage old monsters couldn't accomplish.
The golden bird in mid-air also disappeared into the mountain's crack with a flash of spiritual light, disappearing without a trace. Even the high-level demonic bird didn't have the slightest power to resist.
In the blink of an eye, the clouds and spiritual light disappeared, revealing a clear sky.
Only the azure mountain on the sea surface seemed somewhat abrupt, but then a muffled cry came from the mountain. This time it lasted for dozens of breaths, shaking the surrounding space.
The thousand-foot-high azure mountain quickly sank, stirring up waves hundreds of feet high.
Then, a black shadow emerged from under the sea, remaining silent in the water for a moment before fully revealing itself above the surface. At first glance, it looked like a black island rising from the sea.
Its color, however, was azure.
Looking out, it covered a vast expanse of sea as far as the eye could see! But its size was far beyond what an island could compare to.
Then, another change occurred, instantly enveloped in a chaotic gray mist, with countless rays of different colors floating around it, as dazzling as the aurora.
This celestial phenomenon lasted only two breaths, and the scene before them fell into a bizarre black-and-white spectacle that was constantly receding.
After a muffled sound, the light dissipated, as if nothing had happened, but a large area of this sea had sunken, covering a range of a thousand miles.
The surrounding original seawater poured down like a waterfall, stirring up a storm. The sunken sea was like a large bowl a thousand miles wide, dark and constantly absorbing the surrounding seawater.
But at this moment, in the high sky tens of thousands of miles above this sea, a huge black shadow was traversing through the thick clouds. Wherever it passed, the clouds dissipated into countless light spots.
Awoo… Awoo!
Muffled and melodious cries echoed between heaven and earth, and no one could see the full picture of the black shadow.
If the view were pulled to the farthest distance, one could see a huge whale-like fish swimming in the clouds. Its body was so huge that it was hard to describe, and could only be summarized with the word 'large'.
Its speed was so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
If the top cultivators of the human world were fortunate enough to see the full picture of this giant fish, they would surely recall a kind of true spirit of heaven and earth recorded in ancient books:
Kun
Ancient books record, "In the Northern Darkness, there is a fish named Kun. The Kun is so large, no one knows how many thousands of miles it spans."
The appearance of this giant fish was exactly the same as the giant Kun recorded in the ancient books.
Zhang Ling was naturally unable to see the full picture of the giant fish at this moment. He was now lying in a sorry state in the original depression, with a thick, blue-green vine on his left hand driven to the extreme.
The dark green vine had split into more than a dozen arm-thick vines, wrapped around some protruding blue rocks around him. At the same time, countless tiny gray vine threads emerged from Zhang Ling's body, sticking himself to the ground in circles.
Only in this way could he maintain his balance.
Now, the sound of whistling was constant in his ears, and countless strong winds raged around him.
Zhang Ling also took out several defensive talismans from his storage bag and slapped them on his body, forming white, yellow, and blue light shields.
Even with these few layers of protection, the strong winds around him still shook the shields constantly.
Zhang Ling also felt that the strong winds around him were constantly increasing. If he were not in a depression now, surrounded by some large and small azure rocks, which happened to enclose him, he would have been torn to pieces by the strong winds in an instant.
At the same time, he also noticed that small, dark spiritual patterns appeared on the ground and surrounding rocks, and a layer of black mist rose up in a short time.
Those mists were completely different from ordinary mists, as if he could see individual particles, floating motionless in the air. The mist instantly covered a large area around him, including him.
Zhang Ling's face turned pale when the spiritual light shield on his body flickered and shattered upon entering the black mist, not knowing what it was.
But then he found that after the black mist rose, the wind pressure around him disappeared all of a sudden.
The black mist only floated about ten feet above his head and stopped moving, but instead flowed slowly. It looked like a thin layer, a bit like a cultivator's spiritual power shield.
"What is this?"
