Inside the ice coffin, wisps of blue icy air drifted out, causing the temperature in the entire pavilion to drop significantly, and a layer of frost even formed on the floor.
Zhang Ling didn't dodge, allowing the cold air to wash over him. His body was also covered with a thick layer of frost.
However, in the next moment, a flash of blood-colored light erupted from his body, dispersing the frost and returning him to normal.
The blood-colored light was the Blood Fiend罡罩 formed by his cultivation of the Lapis Lazuli Demon Bone, using his blood and Qi power, equivalent to an ordinary cultivator's protective spiritual light, but even more resilient.
After the cold air dissipated, he could clearly see the contents of the ice coffin, which consisted of three items.
A jet-black phoenix-head wooden hairpin, a silver sphere, and a neatly folded blue sleeved robe.
He recognized the phoenix-head wooden hairpin at a glance; it was an ornament carved from Soul-Nourishing Wood. It would be of great value to other cultivators, but he had no shortage of such things.
The silver sphere was engraved with some black spiritual patterns, appearing to be a magical artifact.
However, when Zhang Ling probed it with his divine sense, he immediately discovered that it wasn't a magical artifact, but just a memory orb, with a restriction placed upon it. He only saw some blurred images.
It would take some time to break the restriction, but even if it contained some information, it would be of little use after at least five or six thousand years.
The memory orb itself was only equivalent to a magical tool.
The blue dress looked familiar; it was what the Ruolan girl in the illusion had been wearing. Upon closer inspection, it had many blood stains on it. Although it was neatly folded and well-preserved in the ice, it was just an ordinary garment.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but feel disappointed. He had thought there would be some special treasures inside, but it turned out to be these few items. It seemed like these were the Ruolan girl's belongings.
On the contrary, the ice coffin itself was the most valuable item.
Zhang Ling stroked his chin and put away the ice coffin, intending to use it as material when he returned. That way, he wouldn't have come back empty-handed.
Then, he searched the pavilion again. Although the pavilion had seven floors, the upper floors were very ordinary. There were many rooms, but nothing of any value.
Of course, it wasn't as if there were no discoveries at all. On a beam at the very top of the pavilion, he also found a silver, shimmering bronze mirror.
This was a magical artifact, but after experimenting with it, Zhang Ling put the bronze mirror back where it was and left the pavilion.
Although the bronze mirror was a magical artifact, it had no offensive or defensive capabilities. Instead, it was a Mirage Mirror.
This was just an array tool for creating illusions. The illusions he had seen in the pavilion were created by this Mirage Mirror.
Every few hours, after the Mirage Mirror gathered enough spiritual power, it would release the illusion again.
When he injected spiritual power into it, the illusion it released was exactly the same as what he had seen earlier.
This kind of thing was just an array tool, and since it was fixed, it was useless to him.
After leaving the pavilion, Zhang Ling wandered around the mountain again. Besides discovering a few ordinary pavilions and corridors, he found nothing else.
He left the mountain and flew towards the distant main peak at a low altitude. The Divine Light Palace was his primary target this time.
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At the same time, on another nearby mountain peak, Dongfang Ya was manipulating a magical artifact, releasing countless fireballs and ice cones to attack a layer of crimson light curtain.
It could be seen that behind the crimson light curtain was a pitch-black mountain cave. At the entrance of the cave were carved two ancient seal characters that read 'Hidden Spirit Cave'.
Dongfang Ya continued to attack, having already worn down this layer of restriction for two quarters of an hour. The restriction had become dim and unstable.
As long as she continued to attack for a little while longer, she would be able to break through this light curtain.
Speaking of which, when passing through that teleportation vortex not long ago, Dongfang Ya hadn't expected that it would be a random teleportation, separating her from her companions.
Although acting alone might be dangerous,
her luck seemed to be good. She was teleported to this mountain. After searching slightly, she had just encountered a medicinal field with many spiritual herbs growing in it.
Although many spiritual herbs had withered due to the long time and looked messy, she still harvested more than a dozen millennium-old spiritual herbs from it.
Then, she discovered this Hidden Spirit Cave. Although she didn't know what was inside, it was protected by a strong restriction, so there might be some treasures inside.
Their main purpose in entering this place was to find the legendary Mind-Bewildering Fruit that could allow them to advance quickly.
It was very likely to be in this Hidden Spirit Cave.
On the other side, in a certain valley, Little Phoenix Fairy looked depressed. Mist surrounded her, making it impossible to see the direction.
Popping sounds kept coming from the side, and the mist in the entire valley was constantly changing color.
She saw a ball of mist in front of her suddenly turn scarlet, gathering into a huge scarlet strange wolf that spat fireballs at her.
Little Phoenix Fairy shook the spear in her hand and slashed out a black flame blade light, directly killing the scarlet strange wolf.
The scarlet strange wolf's body, split in half, directly exploded into mist and dissipated.
At the same time, a broken red bead fell down, a fifth-order demon core.
Little Phoenix Fairy casually put it away without even looking at it, because this demon core was exactly the same as those cloud and mist demon beasts she had encountered in the clouds before.
They were all demon cores that had been refined, and the spiritual power inside had been mostly consumed. Basically, collecting three or four of them could only equal one complete demon core.
Naturally, it was not much of a harvest for her. On the contrary, being trapped in this area, um, the divine stone was greatly affected, unable to identify the direction, and she was afraid that she would not be able to get out in a short time.
This was what made Little Phoenix Fairy depressed. After walking a few steps, the clouds and mist above her head suddenly let out a long cry, sawing into a cyan big bird, and countless wind blades were born from the wings, sprinkling down like raindrops.
After easily solving it, Little Phoenix Fairy walked forward again, quickly looking for a way out.
As for why not fly, because once flying ten feet away from the ground, the clouds and mist will give birth to countless demon beast phantoms, swarming in.
Although it would not cause any harm to her, it would quickly consume spiritual power.
In this dangerous place, consuming too much spiritual power is extremely undesirable.
Little Phoenix Fairy understood this, so she was not reckless, honestly checking the surroundings while resisting danger, looking for a way out.
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Let's talk about Zhang Ling, after crossing several hills, he was not far from the main peak.
Looking at the main peak from a distance, he could see more clearly that the palace complex in the silver lightning on the top of the mountain was more majestic and magnificent.
However, the closer he got to the main peak, the more the several peaks in front of him were no longer lush and green, and the grass and trees on them were sparse, showing a gray-white color.
Although he could still see some low shrubs and other plants, it was very unusual in this area.
Because the spiritual vein environment here is excellent, and the surrounding mist is large, all of which are spiritual mist manifested by spiritual energy. It is three or four levels higher than the spiritual energy emitted by the top-grade spiritual veins.
In this environment, the grass and trees grow extremely luxuriantly.
The closer to the main peak, the more the environment deteriorates, which seems strange.
However, Zhang Ling looked at the thunder light above the main peak from a distance, and the black color may be caused by the silver lightning.
Because the closer to that side, the more the power of thunder and fire in the air is also richer.
It is possible to cause some changes in this area.
The thunder light kept flashing, and there was a burst of low buzzing sounds, as if it never stopped.
After crossing another low mountain, Zhang Ling suddenly felt his body sink and fall down.
He didn't panic, mobilized his spiritual power to stabilize his body, and landed steadily on a boulder on the ground.
Without thinking, he knew that he had encountered a restriction again.
He tried to fly again, but more than ten feet away from the ground, he was pressed down by an invisible force again.
Zhang Ling gave up the idea of flying, stood on the ground and looked at the environment in front of him.
The surroundings were all gray-black rubble, and the place where he landed was a valley entrance.
On the left and right sides were dark mountain walls, a hundred feet high. However, not far from his side was a small stream with white mist, flowing quickly.
He glanced at it and found that the white mist on the surface of the stream was actually a layer of heat.
This turned out to be a boiling stream.
Although he felt a little strange, Zhang Ling didn't pay too much attention. Qing Guang flashed under his feet, and he used the Wind Control Technique to move forward quickly.
With his current strength, using the Wind Control Technique, the speed of traveling on the ground is also extremely fast. Although it is not as fast as flying directly, it is not much different.
The position where this small stream flows out is the position of the main peak. Although there are still five or six large mountains in the middle.
But he can reach the main peak by advancing along this small stream all the way.
In a moment, he walked several miles. He arrived on the other side of the valley. However, a strange black mist appeared in front of him, obscuring his vision.
As soon as his divine sense sensed it, Zhang Ling stopped, because the black mist in front of him was actually a ghost mist. He looked at it and couldn't see the end at a glance, covering a large area.
This is really strange, this place does not look like a Yin Sha land, how can there be ghost mist.
There are countless thunder sounds constantly blasting in the sky, and the power of thunder and fire emitted by the silver lightning has radiated the surroundings.
There is still Yin Sha ghost mist in this place, it is absolutely impossible to form naturally. It seems that he has encountered some kind of restriction again.
But he can't fly here, he can only pass through it.
Huang Luo Umbrella protects his whole body, Zhang Ling directly entered the ghost mist, intending to pass through it all the way.
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In the ghost mist, Zhang Ling moved quickly.
He has traveled two or three miles, and has not encountered any danger, but he still does not understand, how can there be such a large ghost mist here.
As he went deeper into it, the front was already gray and black, and the Yin Sha Qi was even more intense.
He could also see some strange plants. There were many gray-yellow weeds growing under his feet, and some of the weeds were green and glowing.
This is the second-grade Nether Glow Grass, a kind of Yin attribute spiritual grass, which is somewhat valuable.
Zhang Ling did not pick it, Nether Glow Grass has already been collected, and he does not lack these low-level spiritual grasses. This ghost mist is very wrong, it is better to pass through it quickly.
After walking for a while, Zhang Ling suddenly frowned, sensing that there was a strange forest ahead. After a while, he saw a gray-black strange wood.
He slightly stopped his speed, stopped in front of a strange tree, and carefully looked at it.
The strange tree in front of him grew crookedly, like a gray-black strange snake coiled around. There were no leaves on it. The central part of the strange tree, however, cracked a strange opening, quite hideous, like the giant mouth opened by a demon beast, with a faint green light flashing inside.
It looked like a crack in the tree, but other strange trees next to it also had the same crack. It seemed to be the characteristic of this strange tree.
As soon as his divine sense swept over it, Zhang Ling sensed that the light inside the tree seam was a group of solidified mist, emitting a weak Yin Han attribute spiritual power.
He judged that these strange trees were Yin attribute spiritual wood. However, the gathered spiritual power was not strong, at most it was only equivalent to first or second grade spiritual wood.
He chuckled, stopped looking at it, and continued to move forward.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling's expression moved slightly, he shook his sleeves and threw out the Yin Soul Banner.
The Yin Soul Banner shook in front of him, and a group of Yin Wind emerged, and a black-haired monkey rushed out.
This is naturally the ghost monkey he had subdued before.
"Do you recognize this kind of spiritual wood." Zhang Ling frowned slightly and asked a question.
The ghost monkey danced with both hands, constantly pointing at the strange trees next to it, and kept wailing in its mouth, seemingly explaining something to him.
This guy has extraordinary strength, comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator, although his strength has not yet recovered.
However, Zhang Ling still saw from his actions that the ghost monkey did recognize this strange tree.
He saw that the ghost monkey called again, turned into a Yin wind and floated next to a strange tree in front, taking a big gulp, and directly sucked the group of green mist in the tree seam into his mouth, revealing a satisfied look.
Zhang Ling did not stop him, and in this way, the ghost monkey excitedly devoured a lot of Qi groups in the tree seams along the way.
Through the induction of the heart, he could sense that the ghost monkey was a little excited. Obviously, these Qi groups in the tree seams were beneficial to him.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling was also very interested, and moved away twenty or thirty strange trees and put them into the Sumeru Cave Mansion.
After walking a long distance, a strange rustling sound came from the front.
As soon as Zhang Ling's divine sense swept over, he noticed that not far away, the ghost mist was churning, and many figures floated out from it, which turned out to be vague Yin souls.
He did not change direction, and still moved forward towards that side. Because these are just ordinary Yin souls, without any consciousness. They can't cause any harm to him.
On the contrary, the ghost monkey who had swallowed a Qi cyclone again, his eyes flashed fiercely. He gave a strange cry, and directly turned into a Yin wind and floated over.
The originally floating Yin souls also reacted immediately, and immediately turned into gray-green rays of light and fled in all directions.
The Yin wind of the ghost monkey's speech was rustling and turning, turning into a ghost face, and directly swallowed the Yin souls one by one.
It seemed even more excited.
The deeper he went, the more Yin souls he saw. However, most of them were low-level ghost spirits. Zhang Ling didn't need to take action at all, and the ghost monkey easily solved them.
"Kill."
However, not long after, a deafening cry suddenly entered his ears.
Red light flashed in front of him, and the originally gray-black ghost mist turned blood red. A team of hundreds of Yin souls rushed out from it.
Different from the Yin souls that appeared just now, this pair of Yin souls, each wearing armor, were uniform, like Yin soldiers.
Zhang Ling glanced at it and noticed that the leader of this team of Yin soldiers was a green-faced ghost general riding a blood-red war horse. Looking at the Yin Sha spiritual power he emitted, he was just a high-level ghost spirit with a sixth-order strength.
