"What is this mist?"
Zhang Ling muttered to himself in shock.
Although the strong wind had ceased, he now discovered that the spiritual power within his body could not be mobilized in the slightest. It was deposited in his dantian, without any movement, as if sealed by a force.
In addition, his divine sense could not leave his body.
Awoo!
As Zhang Ling was observing the black mist, he heard another roar resounding around him, and a sense of vibration came from the ground beneath his feet.
If one could see the whole picture from the outside, they would find that as the large fish swam in the sky, light appeared around it, and streaks of lightning emerged from nowhere.
And after these strange phenomena appeared, the surrounding space twisted like the surface of water, silently revealing streaks of irregular, pitch-black cracks.
These cracks instantly spread all around, and the sky seemed to be torn apart like a rag.
These were spatial cracks. Even a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator in this place would probably be torn to shreds by these spatial cracks in an instant.
But as the large fish swam, the surrounding spatial cracks also moved. Many spatial cracks struck the large fish, but upon contact with the black mist around its body, they twisted and dissipated, without any power at all.
For a time, countless spatial cracks twisted, disappeared, reappeared, and disappeared again.
This situation lasted for only a brief moment, and then the large fish drilled into a spatial crack, after which these spatial cracks also disappeared.
But what Zhang Ling saw was a different scene.
Outside the black mist, a bright light shone, and various colored streamers appeared. Then, large swaths of light quickly retreated like shooting stars.
The scene was dazzling and dreamlike.
After a loud bang, a white light flashed before his eyes, and something seemed to have hit the black mist outside. Then, he saw some large and small spiritual light clusters impacting the black mist, making a series of dull sounds.
Zhang Ling discovered that these spiritual light clusters were of different sizes, the large ones were endless, and the small ones were only the size of a fist.
The spiritual light clusters seemed to be wrapped in some stone-like things, which scratched across the black mist when they hit it, splashing a little spark!
Zhang Ling couldn't help but click his tongue, thinking that these black mists were like a protective shield. Without this layer of mist, he was absolutely sure that he would have died long ago!
The various colored streamers outside the black mist lasted for a short time before disappearing.
Then, there was endless darkness outside, with no light visible. Only some large and small spiritual light clusters occasionally hit the black mist outside, indicating that he was still moving.
But those spiritual lights never broke through this thin black mist. Zhang Ling also breathed a sigh of relief. Now he could not use his spiritual power, and even his divine sense could not be released. It was a terrible situation.
Until now, he didn't know what had happened, but this change was definitely related to the previous blue mountain.
Judging from the situation outside, it was obviously no longer the sea, which made him worried.
With a wry smile, Zhang Ling sat down on the ground and looked at his left arm. Fortunately, the vine on his left arm could still be activated. He was not without any means.
And so, he didn't know how long had passed.
With a loud bang, Zhang Ling was awakened. The sound came from behind him, as if something had hit the stone he was leaning against.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but turn his head and glanced behind him through the crack in the stone.
What he saw was the corpse of a sea beast. Only half of the sea beast's body remained. Its body was flat and purple, with a hideous fish head full of bumps and countless tiny wounds.
This was a black-headed fish. Judging from its size, it was also a tier-3 sea beast, and now it was dead.
Zhang Ling thought for a moment and realized that this sea beast, like him, was probably near the mountain before, but it didn't seem to have avoided the recent strong wind and died in it.
Awoo!
While he was observing the sea beast, the black mist outside suddenly sank, and Zhang Ling immediately felt the surrounding air tighten, and a strong sense of squeezing reappeared.
Zhang Ling quickly lay down on the ground, and the vine on his body wrapped him again.
But this time, the sense of squeezing was much stronger than before. Zhang Ling only felt that every part of his body was being squeezed, and the bones all over his body were rattling. Blood was overflowing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.
An unbearable sense of suffocation pressed down, and he finally couldn't bear it and passed out.
...
The sound of rushing water lapped against his body, and the soft breeze rustled the leaves, and the calls of unknown birds gradually entered his ears.
Zhang Ling's consciousness gradually awakened, and the severe pain from his body twisted his features into a ball. He gasped for breath and then really woke up.
Now, apart from pain, he couldn't feel the existence of his body. Only his eyes rolled a few times.
The scenery in front of him was blurred, and he could only see some vague shadows. He knew that this was because of his injuries. He just opened his eyes like this, and after a while, the things in his eyes became clearer.
Seeing that he was lying on the shore on his side, he struggled to crawl a few times, and Zhang Ling slowly sat up. He panted a few times, and even this movement made him sweat profusely.
After calming his mind for a while, Zhang Ling closed his eyes and looked inside his body.
At this moment, he was seriously injured, but he found that he could already use his spiritual power, and his divine sense was no longer blocked and could leave his body.
He pinched a magic formula in his hand, wanting to mobilize a little spiritual power, but a burst of stinging pain came from the spiritual power flowing into his meridians. His injuries were more serious than he thought.
However, he still gritted his teeth and tremblingly patted his storage bag, took out a white jade bottle from it, poured out a milky white pill, and swallowed it.
Then he sat down cross-legged in place, and only after two hours did his face look a little better as he stood up.
His injuries had not recovered, but he had only slightly suppressed them. Just now, he looked inside his body and found that his meridians were severely damaged.
This was not an ordinary injury. The operation of spiritual power had to go through the meridians. If the meridians were damaged, cultivation and spellcasting would be greatly affected. If it was serious, it might turn him into a cripple.
Although the meridians in his body were not completely broken, basically many cracks appeared, which was also the reason for the severe pain all over his body.
However, he would talk about his injuries later. Now he didn't know where he was. This was the most dangerous thing.
Zhang Ling looked around, and there was a hundred-foot-sized pool in front of him, surrounded by gray rocks and some trees.
Then he released his divine sense to explore the surroundings.
Although his injuries were not small, his divine sense was not damaged. Suddenly, the situation within two or three miles nearby was reflected in his mind.
The surrounding area was full of dense trees, as if he was in a forest. Obviously, it was no longer the sea area. He didn't know where he was now. He recalled the previous situation in his mind, but he didn't have any clues.
But being alive was a good thing, and Zhang Ling didn't think much about it. With a wave of his hand, he summoned the corpse bear. Then he patted another gray leather bag around his waist, and a two-tailed orange cat appeared at his feet.
"Next, I'll have to rely on you."
Meow!
