Having existed for so long, many cultivators coveted the treasures left behind by ancient cultivators within Tianque Palace, naturally devising many methods to avoid danger.
Such as treasures that sense spatial fluctuations, and specially crafted array instruments. Of course, such special instruments are rarely refined and are quite valuable.
The most common method used by cultivators is to use spirit insect puppets to scout the way.
Releasing a large number of spirit insects distributed around, once they encounter wandering spatial rifts, although many spirit insects will be lost, it can be exchanged for sensing the spatial rifts in advance, thus avoiding danger.
The Xuan Turtle was no exception, holding a black leather bag in his hand, with flying ants under the control of his divine sense, entangled with the flying insects released by others, and then dispersed into an insect ball about ten zhang in size, which just enveloped everyone.
Old Man Wan cast a magic spell, and the Yuanling magic plate shot out a black and white aura, covering everyone.
"Go!"
Jin Yu ordered, and the group maintained their original formation, wrapped in black and white aura, with a protective circle of scattered flying insects on the periphery, and entered the wind layer ahead.
As soon as they entered, everyone could feel a strong wind pressure on their bodies. The surrounding airflow moved very fast, and their bodies were blown from side to side.
The Yuanling magic plate in Old Man Wan's hand flashed and flew above everyone's heads. Xuan Turtle and the others also quickly cast spells, each shooting out a spiritual light and hitting the magic plate, strengthening everyone's defense, and also covering the flying ants scattered around in the spiritual light.
In this way, while resisting the surrounding wind pressure, everyone slowly moved forward and disappeared into the wind mass.
...
Half an hour later, Zhang Ling also arrived outside the Gang wind layer.
Looking at the direction Xuan Turtle and the others left, he chuckled, patted a storage bag on his waist, and with a buzzing sound, released a hundred or so earth spirit bees.
Under the control of his divine sense, the earth spirit bees also turned into an insect ball several zhang in size, enveloping himself.
With a flip of his hand, he sacrificed the Yellow Luo Umbrella again, casting a yellow light to wrap the insect ball, and he entered the wind layer ahead without hesitation.
After entering, Zhang Ling sensed the direction of Xuan Turtle and slowly followed.
A wind pressure came from all directions, extremely unstable. The whistling wind poured into his ears, and everything in front of him was hazy. In addition to the fast-moving gray mist, he could occasionally see strange whirlwind clusters.
Some of these wind clusters were like tornadoes, and some were like misty vortices, just like undercurrents on the seabed, constantly collapsing and regenerating.
In this Gang wind layer, although sacrificing the Yellow Luo Umbrella had the risk of exposing himself, in this dangerous environment, protecting himself was the most important. As for the risk of exposure, as long as he didn't follow too closely, there wouldn't be much of a problem.
At this time, Xuan Turtle was already hundreds of miles away. This speed was a bit slow for Nascent Soul cultivators, but it was actually not slow, equivalent to the escape light of the early stage of Jindan.
Looking at the endless wind clusters in front of him, and the whistling wind, Zhang Ling felt like he was traveling on a turbulent water surface. He acted alone, so his speed was naturally not fast, and he had to pay attention to the surrounding situation at all times.
In a blink of an eye, he also traveled several hundred zhang. Suddenly, there was a loud hissing sound in front of him. A sweep of his divine sense revealed that one mile ahead, two strange wind clusters collided together, forming patches of wind blades, sweeping across a hundred zhang area.
Zhang Ling cursed inwardly and quickly changed direction, wanting to bypass that area and pass through from the side. Those large patches of wind blades were equivalent to high-level wind attribute spells, and it would not be easy to break into them.
But just as he moved more than ten zhang to the left, a tinkling sound entered his ears.
The sound was not loud, but Zhang Ling heard it very clearly. His expression changed immediately, and he quickly stopped his escape technique, glancing at the gray bell hanging on his waist.
The Ying Kong Bell made a sound, indicating that there were spatial fluctuations nearby.
Zhang Ling released all his divine sense and scanned the surroundings, but found nothing. Just as he was a little suspicious, he saw a flash of white light at a certain position thirty or forty zhang to the left, and a two-zhang-long white light mark appeared, like a sword light.
The moment the light mark appeared, he clearly saw a spinning wind cluster being cut in half. Then the light mark rippled like water waves and disappeared in an instant.
Seeing this strange scene, Zhang Ling's face twitched. He licked his lips and thought to himself, this is a wandering spatial rift. Sure enough, it is difficult to sense with divine sense. If he had been moving in that direction, he might have bumped into the suddenly appearing spatial rift.
It's too dangerous.
Zhang Ling sighed and changed direction again, while slowing down a lot. He perked up and paid close attention to the surrounding situation.
Time passed slowly in such an environment.
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In the endless gale, Old Man Wan, Jin Yu and others were wrapped in a black and white light sphere, constantly moving forward.
Rumbling sounds entered their ears, and they could see large and small rocks flying out of the wind sphere from time to time, like meteorites smashing over.
They had been traveling in the Gang wind for an hour and a half. This area was the last obstacle to entering Tianque Palace. This area was affected by the Gang wind, and there were wandering spatial rifts. They had to pay attention to the danger at all times, and identifying the direction would waste a lot of time.
At this moment, they were blocked by a large area of fast-moving rocks. But none of them planned to detour and went straight through.
The black and white aura protecting everyone was enough to resist the smaller rocks. But there were also many huge stones rolled up in the flowing wind pressure.
Some of the boulders were twenty or thirty zhang in size, and the dark mass crashed over like a small mountain. Occasionally, they could see some other things, like weeds and broken trees rolled up in the wind.
Faced with these huge things, they had to release their attack methods to break these things and prevent the black and white array light curtain from being broken.
"We have already traveled most of the way. In at most half an hour, we will be able to pass through this Gang wind and enter Tianque Palace."
Old Man Wan pointed the way and explained their progress.
Those who dared to come here to explore the ancient cultivator ruins knew a lot about the special environment outside Tianque Palace. Seeing rocks in the Gang wind layer indicated that they were about to enter Tianque Palace.
Ancient cultivators speculated that the area covered by this circle of wind layer was not very large, only about a thousand miles in a straight line. It was just that the strong Gang wind affected the divine sense of the cultivators, and they would be greatly affected in it. It was even possible to get lost and difficult to escape. Therefore, generally only Nascent Soul level cultivators dared to come to this area.
