Chapter 41

The mountain wind howled, making people feel a bit cold. Fang Ling's heart, however, was even colder at this moment!

He withdrew his gaze from the group led by Qing Luo, not out of unease, but to avoid being discovered. He had ransacked the entire Xuan Yue Temple and was not gentle with the cultivation books of Xuan Yue Daoist. A book he read some time ago mentioned the divine sense of cultivators.

According to the book, the divine sense of cultivators was extremely subtle. A person with high cultivation could sense even the slightest hint of malice.

Although he was skeptical about the description, this ambush was crucial to his and Huashuying's future, and he did not want any mistakes.

He stroked the Jinghong Sword on his back, and his heart became even calmer! At this moment, the killing intent in his heart grew even more intense.

"Boom"

A thunderclap echoed through the valley.

In the instant of the thunder, Fang Ling felt a thought stir in his mind. The map of Jingyang Ridge finally flashed in his head.

After a quick glance at the map, Fang Ling looked up at the sky. He saw a faint crack in the air right in front of him.

The crack was not large, and from a distance, it looked like two clouds overlapping.

The mist of Jingyang Ridge finally appeared!

Fang Ling was excited, and the six people standing under the mist of Jingyang Ridge also found it hard to remain calm.

However, the reactions of these six people were different. As Foundation Establishment cultivators, Ma Senior Brother and the other two showed more regret. After all, the jade tiger blood was not for them, and although they participated, they could only watch helplessly.

On the other hand, Qing Luo, Lei Mo, and the other three were full of anticipation.

"Junior Brother Tu, Senior Brother Ma, it's almost time. Let's make our move!" Qin Senior Sister took a deep breath, her face blooming like a flower, and she said with a smile.

The large man surnamed Tu from Lishan Palace laughed and said, "Alright, let's do it now!"

Ma Senior Brother did not speak, but his expression was not good.

Although Qing Luo noticed Ma Senior Brother's unusual behavior, he did not say anything. Although he was arrogant, he would not provoke Ma Senior Brother at this critical moment.

Everything could be settled after obtaining the jade tiger blood!

Qin Senior Sister and the other three took out three infant-sized jade talismans from their storage bags. These three talismans glowed with intricate, golden-threaded runes deeply engraved on them.

"Offer!"

Qin Senior Sister and the other three almost simultaneously offered the three jade talismans.

The jade talismans transformed into green, red, and blue beams of light, each over ten feet long, rushing toward the crack.

The faint crack, upon being struck by the three-colored light, widened to about three feet.

"Now or never!" The large man surnamed Tu from Lishan Palace said, pulling Lei Mo and rushing toward the crack.

Qin Senior Sister giggled, waving her hands, and a colorful ribbon transformed into a long snake, lifting her and Xu Senior Sister gently toward the entrance.

Ma Senior Brother did not move, but he looked up at the two rapidly ascending figures and sighed, "Senior Sister Qin's Spring Breeze Technique has become even more profound."

Under normal circumstances, Qing Luo would have greedily admired this scene of fairies in the air. But now, he had no such thoughts.

There was only so much jade tiger blood, and entering early was much better than entering late. Ma Senior Brother was just wasting his time.

Although he cursed inwardly, he said, "Senior Brother, my father said the entrance would close in half an hour. I think we should go in now."

"Alright." Ma Senior Brother smiled at Qing Luo and casually summoned his flying sword. "Junior Brother, come with me."

Qing Luo giggled, and a pair of thin wings appeared on his back. "Thank you, Senior Brother, but this is a rare opportunity. I'll practice my Wind Shock Wings more."

As he spoke, Qing Luo quickly floated into the entrance, and Ma Senior Brother sneered and followed.

Just as they entered, Fang Ling, like a large goose, quickly dashed toward the crack.

Having reached the fifth level of Qi Cultivation, he could not yet fly, but with the Golden Goose Technique, each step could cover three feet.

Fast, he had to enter before the crack closed!

Fang Ling frantically circulated his inner qi, using all his strength with each step.

Three hundred feet!

One hundred feet!

Fifty feet!

Seeing the crack in front of him, Fang Ling was overjoyed.

But just as he was about to enter, the entrance flashed with three-colored light and instantly shrank to a thin crack.

Fang Ling's heart turned cold.

He couldn't enter!

Was his assassination plan to be thwarted by this crack?

No, he had to enter!

With a light shout, Fang Ling drew the Xuan Yin Blade and slashed at the crack.

The blade flashed, but the crack remained unchanged.

The Xuan Yin Blade, as if injured, let out a mournful cry and fell back into Fang Ling's hand.

Fang Ling was not deterred. He gritted his teeth, leaped into the air, and after ten feet, kicked off and rose another five feet. He then threw a short stick to gain more height, reaching the crack.

The crack was only about three inches wide, just enough for a hand to enter.

And this secret realm was unknown and dangerous.

But Fang Ling couldn't care less!

He gritted his teeth and charged forward!

If he died, he would die with his head held high; if he lived, he would live with pride!

As his head hit the crack, Fang Ling felt an invisible force surge toward him, containing a strange power that seemed to tear his head apart.

Not good!

Fang Ling's heart tightened.

He might fall at the entrance!

But he had no regrets!

He would rather die standing than live in humiliation!

Just as Fang Ling's heart sank, a strange tree shadow suddenly appeared above him, its leaves like infant palms, glowing with three-colored light.

Fang Ling felt his body lighten, and his eyes became dizzy. When he opened them again, he found himself at the base of a mountain ridge about three to four hundred meters high.

This mountain ridge was similar to the Lashan Secret Realm, with nothing but the mountain itself!

The vegetation on the mountain was lush and verdant!

Jingyang Ridge!

He had entered Jingyang Ridge!

After calming his excitement, the first thing Fang Ling did was to use the map in his mind to determine his position.

With his previous experience, Fang Ling quickly reached the entrance to Jingyang Ridge.

This entrance, like the rest of the mountain, had no path, only rugged terrain covered with wild grass.

"Jingyang Ridge mist!"

Fang Ling did not linger; he was ready to start his hunt, a hunt of the weak against the strong, and he could not waste time on trivial matters.

Following the map, Fang Ling advanced, reaching the mountain waist in just half an hour.

On this journey, he did not encounter Qing Luo and the others. With his experience in the Lashan Secret Realm, Fang Ling did not believe Qing Luo could be faster.

Although the spatial cracks and pits here were not as dangerous as in the Lashan Secret Realm, Fang Ling still discovered many deadly traps along the way, some of which could kill without a trace.

It was time to find Qing Luo and the others.

Fang Ling did not follow the main path but took a side road, moving in the opposite direction.

As he walked, he looked down.

After walking for about four or five miles, Fang Ling's expression changed.

His eyes were fixed on a spot a thousand feet below.

In his line of sight, six people were carefully advancing step by step!

Fang Ling immediately recognized Qing Luo in the middle.

A wave of killing intent surged from him.

But he quickly suppressed it; he had more important things to do.

He needed to find a place!

Qing Luo's face was serious. Although Xu Senior Sister's sleeve had fallen, revealing her clean, white arm, Qing Luo had no interest in admiring it.

The scene just now still made his heart race!

If not for the Chiyan Ring his father gave him, which protected him from the sudden crack, he would already be dead!

But the Chiyan Ring, a top-tier magical tool, had turned to ashes.

Thinking of the destruction of the Chiyan Ring, he began to curse Ma Senior Brother, who could have saved him but let him walk into the trap.

"Be careful!"

Qin Senior Sister quickly stepped back. Where she had just stood, a flame as thin as a needle shot up over three feet.

The flame was emerald green, giving off a sinister feeling.

"Yin Fire!"

The man surnamed Tu could not help but murmur.

Qin Senior Sister's round, jade-like face turned snow white.

She knew the power of Yin Fire. Even a single strand could be fatal if it touched her.

"Senior Sister, should we take another path?" Xu Senior Sister suggested, still shaken.

Qin Senior Sister shook her head. "According to the records of our predecessors, this path is the safest. Other areas are likely even more dangerous."

Ma Senior Brother and the man surnamed Tu nodded in agreement.

"According to the records of our sect's predecessors, we have only covered a small part of this path. The rest is even more dangerous!" Lei Mo looked up and said solemnly.

No one responded, and the area was deathly silent.

"Let's go. We only have ten days." Qin Senior Sister looked at Ma Senior Brother and said, "From now on, the task of exploring the path will be up to Senior Brother Ma."

Ma Senior Brother nodded and stepped forward.

After a quarter of an hour, the six people had not encountered any trouble.

Just as they began to relax, Fang Ling, who had been holding his breath, looked even more coldly.

Thirty feet, closer!

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