Besides these bizarre scenes, there were also many primeval beasts.
The most shocking of these was a humanoid creature standing tall and reaching the sky, at least a thousand feet high. This monster was entirely red, with a huge head, and strangely, only one eye on its head. With every step it took, the ground trembled, and a single punch could shatter a mountain.
Its body was surrounded by strange spiritual light. Just looking at the memory image, one could feel the astonishing pressure emanating from the giant.
Seeing the image of this monster, Zhang Ling couldn't help but think of the primeval giants recorded in ancient books, which seemed to be the one-eyed giant in the picture.
Legend has it that primeval giants were not creatures of the human realm. They had low intelligence but were born with extraordinary talents and incomparably powerful bodies, almost immortal.
Legend has it that such giants, when powerful, were comparable to true spirits.
And in the picture, there was not only a primeval giant but also a winged monster fighting the giant.
That was a monster more than ten feet tall, with an unclear face and wings on its back. This person seemed to be proficient in some kind of transformation technique. During the fight, he suddenly transformed into a giant bird with golden orchid spirit纹 all over its body.
Judging from its form, it looked like a demon race in the Transformation stage, but Zhang Ling looked at it several times and confirmed that the winged monster was not a demon race.
The two monsters fought, causing the nearby space to tremble constantly, and traces of flickering light and darkness appeared. These were terrifying space cracks.
Their bodies were also surrounded by various spiritual lights, some transforming into lightning, some transforming into fireballs, wind balls, and other visions. It seemed that the spiritual energy of the entire sky was extremely chaotic.
This seemed to be a special phenomenon formed by mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It is said that only cultivators above the Transformation God level can mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth.
These images shocked Zhang Ling greatly.
However, one of the pictures reminded him of the white jade skeleton. To be precise, it was the bronze cauldron in his hand.
The picture showed a dilapidated altar, and an old man with white hair was manipulating that bronze cauldron.
In the picture, there were also four other people, two men and two women, and the aura they emitted was very strong. Each of them was urging another ancient cauldron that was very similar to the bronze cauldron.
The five ancient cultivators were urging the ancient cauldrons, seemingly performing some kind of formation. Seeing this picture, Zhang Ling naturally thought of the bronze cauldron in the hands of the white jade skeleton.
He wondered where he got it from. Could it be that he had been to that ancient relic?
Through these pictures, Zhang Ling also had some guesses. What was recorded seemed to be a special activity of ancient cultivators.
So many high-level cultivators dared to go to the same place, so that place was definitely not ordinary, and it was very likely to be a secret realm.
Being able to involve so many high-level cultivators, including some Nascent Soul level experts, there must be treasures that attract them.
As for the white jade skeleton that had caused him so much suffering, he previously said that he was Tian Chenzi. After returning to Vientiane City, Zhang Ling also collected some information about this person.
According to several travel notes, Tian Chenzi was indeed a cultivator more than 3,000 years ago. His cultivation at that time had reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
There were also rumors that his cultivation aptitude was very ordinary, and he only advanced to the Golden Core stage when he was about 150 years old. This kind of aptitude basically determined that it was impossible to break through to the Nascent Soul level.
However, this person had traveled in the Wilderness for more than 200 years, and when he reappeared in the cultivation world, he had reached the Nascent Soul level. It was rumored that he had obtained the inheritance of ancient cultivators.
Tian Chenzi was written into travel notes by interested people because of his achievements.
This person, with his early Nascent Soul cultivation, had killed several people of the same rank. After breaking through to the middle stage of cultivation, he even destroyed a small and medium-sized force overnight, including killing a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator and a ninth-order demon race, which can be described as famous.
However, this person was wanted by Worry-Free Palace and disappeared from the cultivation world ever since.
Zhang Ling had heard of this Worry-Free Palace. It was one of the top ten forces in Liuyun Sea.
Worry-Free Palace is good at dual cultivation techniques, and the current palace master is said to be a female cultivator who has reached the late Nascent Soul stage.
Worry-Free Palace, Ziyang Sect, Holy Demon Sect, Cangming Mountain, etc., are the ten strongest forces of the human race in the current Cloud Sea.
Each of the ten major forces has a late Nascent Soul cultivator sitting in town, otherwise, it would not be able to squeeze into the top ten forces. Once a major cultivator of a certain force falls, it may be kicked out of the top ten forces.
In addition to the top ten forces, there are many small and medium-sized forces below. This is the cultivation world of the human race in Liuyun Sea.
Super fairy cities like Vientiane City are stationed by elders of these forces. At least three or four of the elders in the Vientiane City Council are elders from these forces.
It can be said that the top ten forces control the entire cultivation world of Liuyun Sea. Of course, the top ten forces are also wary of each other and are not monolithic.
There are also many casual cultivators and demon refiners here, which is also a considerable force. The reason why they can maintain relative stability is because of the biggest threat of wild beasts, and the demon race is also a trouble.
This is the general division of the forces of the human race's cultivation world in Liuyun Sea.
After Zhang Ling checked the photo stone left by the ancient cultivator, he calmed down for a while before returning to his normal state.
Although this thing has no practical value, it has also broadened his horizons.
Then, with a wave of his hand, the brocade handkerchief lining the box flew into his hand. There was nothing else below.
This was a pure white silk handkerchief. Zhang Ling found that it was two or three feet wide and about ten feet long. However, there was not a single pattern or any writing on it.
Touching the silk handkerchief, a cold feeling came from it. It seemed to be woven from a special material. Anything that could be placed in the box was definitely not ordinary. Zhang Ling didn't think it was just an ordinary brocade handkerchief.
He pulled the silk handkerchief hard. This silk handkerchief was very tough. It was just stretched a little, and when he let go, it returned to its original shape. He injected a little spiritual power into it in the usual way, and suddenly a layer of light appeared on the brocade handkerchief, and clouds appeared on it.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling thought this was a special treasure.
In the cultivation world, silk handkerchiefs and other magic weapons are also very common, most of which are psychedelic treasures. Thinking in his heart, Zhang Ling continued to increase the input of mana, but the next moment his face changed.
The spiritual power was somewhat uncontrollably pouring into the silk handkerchief. However, Zhang Ling was not flustered. With his current strength, he could cut off the input of mana at any time.
A full dozen or so breaths passed, and the silk handkerchief seemed to have absorbed enough spiritual power. The flowing white clouds on it turned into dense small characters and appeared on it.
Zhang Ling's spiritual sense probed into it, and several large characters came into view. "Earth Element True Spirit Art."
Behind these large characters were countless dense small characters, covering the entire silk handkerchief. It was really a cultivation technique.
He couldn't help but immerse himself in reading it.
