After a long while, the two experts exchanged a glance, and then Realist Linghe spoke to the crowd.
"The teleportation array is correct, so you can enter with your Tianyuan Tokens. Please, everyone." After saying this, the two of them flashed to the side, watching the crowd expressionlessly.
For a moment, the cultivators present looked at each other, and no one took the lead.
"Let's go."
After two or three breaths of silence, King Crimsonfire snorted and stepped onto the teleportation array with three demon kings and several demonic beasts.
"King Crimsonfire, does your demon race really have a hand in this place?" Realist Linghe frowned and suddenly asked.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Linghe, the desolate region is plagued by turbid energy, and desolate beasts are also our great enemies. Our demon race naturally has to contribute some effort, and we will definitely kill more desolate beasts inside." King Crimsonfire grinned and said this.
Realist Linghe's mouth twitched when he heard this. He cursed the old monster in his heart, but squeezed out a smile on his face. "Then I wish the demon kings success."
The teleportation array flashed with spiritual light, and King Crimsonfire and the other demons were teleported away.
Then, another figure flashed and arrived on the teleportation array. It was the ghost tomb daoist with his face covered in black robes. This person also nodded to Realist Linghe and the other, and was teleported away.
Next, the teleportation array flashed with spiritual light non-stop, and in a short while, more than half of the cultivators here were gone.
Zhang Ling also took out his Tianyuan Token and injected spiritual power into it. In the five-colored spiritual light, he was also teleported away.
...
After a dizzy spell, Zhang Ling woke up and then heard a burst of rushing water, and found himself falling into the water.
Fortunately, he had a spiritual force shield on his body, so he didn't get wet. With a flash, he broke away from the water and floated in mid-air, looking around.
At this moment, he was in a pool of water, and everywhere he could smell a rotten, pungent odor.
The pool under his feet was also a green, turbid mess. At the same time, he could also find some stones, grass, trees, and some miscellaneous things scattered in the sewage.
If you observe carefully, you can see some patterns and engravings on some of the stones, obviously parts of some kind of building, but now they are covered with green moss. It seems that he has arrived at another more dilapidated ruin.
Is this Tianyuan, Zhang Ling sighed in his heart.
He didn't expect the inside to be a ruin as well. At the same time, sensing with his mind, he found that the desolate region's turbid energy here was two or three times heavier than outside. This made him frown. In this environment, these cultivators had to separate some spiritual power to resist the erosion of the turbid energy. Staying for a long time would consume a lot of their energy.
Suddenly, he turned his head to look at a place a dozen feet away, where a five-colored light flashed, and two cultivators, a man and a woman, appeared out of thin air.
These two had just been teleported in and were caught off guard, also falling into the water. But in a blink of an eye, they floated in mid-air like him. Both of them were in the middle stage of the Golden Core realm, and looked to be middle-aged. The man was wearing a gray short shirt, and the woman was wearing a white dress. The two looked at each other and flew towards Zhang Ling.
At the same time, two more spiritual lights flashed in the distance, revealing an old man in a green robe and a short-haired burly man.
The old man also instantly noticed the people next to him, but he didn't seem to have any intention of talking, and directly turned into a遁光 and flew away.
The short-haired burly man hesitated for a moment, and also approached Zhang Ling and the others. This man's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Golden Core realm.
Zhang Ling ignored these people and spread his divine sense a little further to check the more distant places.
This was a water swamp, and the surrounding dozens of miles were the same environment, he didn't know how big it was. At the same time, the water surface was covered in a layer of turquoise mist, which seemed to be a layer of poisonous mist.
"I am Zhou Tai from the Yellow Cloud Sect, and this is Zhou's Junior Sister Li. I wonder how to address you, fellow Daoist?" The middle-aged man and woman arrived not far from Zhang Ling, cupped their hands, and greeted him politely.
Zhang Ling then withdrew his divine sense, glanced at the two, and replied, "My surname is Zhang. What can I do for you two?"
His tone was quite calm, but the middle-aged male cultivator spoke with a smile and didn't mind.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Zhang. Tianyuan is dangerous. It's fate that we were teleported to the same place. Why don't we seek treasure together? I observed this place. We seem to have been teleported to the Poison Mist Swamp. This is not a good place. I heard that there are many high-level desolate beasts here, and most of them are highly poisonous. It is said that many fellow Daoists have fallen here, suffering the fate of being swallowed by poison. If we act together, we can be much safer." Zhou Tai said sincerely, obviously wanting to win him over to act together.
Zhang Ling was about to refuse outright, intending to act alone, but seeing that this person spoke logically and knew a lot about this place, he pondered in his heart.
"Greetings, fellow Daoists. If you are acting together, can you add Sun to your group? This fellow Daoist Zhou is right. This is indeed the Poison Mist Swamp."
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Sun is naturally very welcome to join us. Fellow Daoist seems to know a lot about this Tianyuan."
"Hehe, it's nothing. Several ancestors in my family have also entered and exited this place before. Although they have never been to the central area, they still know something about the outer area of Tianyuan."
Hearing the three people's conversation, Zhang Ling also decided to join them and act together for the time being. He knew very little about this place. With the information they knew, he could reduce some dangers.
"Since you all intend to act together, Zhang is also happy to join."
"That's great. With a powerhouse like Fellow Daoist in the late stage of the Golden Core realm joining us, we might be able to explore more areas."
"It's just that Zhang doesn't know much about this place. I'll have to trouble you to guide the way."
"It doesn't matter. Although Tianyuan is a large area, it is also easy to distinguish directions. Let's go, too. It's best to leave the Poison Mist Swamp first."
Then Zhou Tai took the lead and flew a distance into the sky, identified a direction, and led the others toward the southeast.
At the same time, a cyan orb appeared in his hand, emitting a layer of cyan light that covered himself. With this layer of protection, he could avoid being eroded by the poisonous mist.
The female cultivator with the surname Li also released three yellow spirit talismans, which turned into three red light balls, quickly spinning around her.
The burly man with the surname Sun lightly clapped his hands, activated a magic formula, and a layer of light purple spiritual light appeared on his body. This person seemed to be practicing some kind of demonic art, and it looked like his strength was not weak.
Zhang Ling only circulated his cultivation technique to thicken his spiritual power shield, and did not release other defensive means, but a cyan flying sword appeared in his hand with a flash of cyan light.
