Chapter 463: A Disastrous Beginning

.This person is most likely the Yuan Ying ancestor of the Witch Clan, otherwise so many cultivators wouldn't stand outside obediently, not daring to cross the thunder pond.I never expected that after...Vision returns, becoming clearer and clearer.

Qin Sang was finally able to see things other than white light.

In the depths of white light, the scenery is ever-changing.

A whole piece of smooth, mirror-like gray-white stone is embedded in the mountain, forming a dangerously steep cliff face. In the middle of the bluestone there is a deep groove, and from the groove flies a white line, like a waterfall cascading from a spring.

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Below the waterfall, a water pool of considerable size was formed. To the left of the pool, there stood a pavilion situated at just the right spot, perfectly aligned with the edge where the waterfall's mist emerged.

Being in the stone pavilion, one can savor tea and admire the unique scenery.

It's a pity that at this time, the stone pavilion collapsed on one side. The stones smashed the stone table and stone chairs below, leaving fragments of stone everywhere, clearly showing signs of decay.

The surrounding area of the pond was a vast expanse of grassland, with verdant grass and flowers in full bloom. The grassland stretched as far as the eye could see, very peaceful, not even a small creature could be seen.

The grassland was completely enclosed by a dense forest formed by towering ancient trees. Only a small path paved with stones led deep into the forest, disappearing among the ancient trees.

All that he could see was but a trifling fraction of what lay within Zhentian Peak.

Qin Sang did not dare to take it lightly, he tried his best to memorize every detail. Without any unexpected incidents, he should eventually end up near that area.

After taking in the view of the waterfall, the grass, and the surrounding scenery, Qin Sang suddenly changed his expression.

This forest is very unusual.

At the top of those ancient trees, countless multicolored, shapeless glows interweave into a single piece. Between these glows, there are some crystal-clear orbs scattered.

Though the number of light orbs is far less than the splendor of the aurora, the starlight emanating from them is incredibly pure. It seems to have a purifying effect on the soul, making it hard to ignore.

These luminous orbs and clouds of mist were intertwined, indistinguishable from one another.

Qin Sang learned from Xiao, the deputy island master, that Xingyuan Stone was taken from the Guangtuan.

There were quite a few lights flickering in the forest. Qin Sang should have been excited, but he couldn't feel any happiness at all. Instead, his expression grew grave.

Those rays of light were no ordinary sunset glow. Even before he truly touched them, Qin Sang could feel the extreme danger emanating from them, his heart pounding with alarm.

They are exactly as Deputy Island Master Xiao said, referring to the ancient restrictions that have manifested within Tiān Fēng. If one rashly charges in, they will certainly meet a gruesome end.

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Due to various reasons, the space within Zhendifeng is extremely unstable, and so are the remaining restrictions in the mountains. Some fragments of the restrictions still possess terrifying power, ready to erupt at any moment. Cracking them is incredibly difficult and requires utmost caution.

But the light was beneath him, and the forest stretched endlessly. If he went with the flow, he would inevitably fall into the forest and collide with the light.

A place where one will have no burial!

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Qin Sang took a sharp breath of cold air. This was the dangerous place of Zhentian Peak. If you were unlucky and your strength wasn't enough, there was only one way to go: death.

He certainly didn't want to die before achieving victory. Grandma Jing's wooden sculpture remained still, so he could only rely on himself.

You absolutely must not fall into the forest; this area is only safe-looking with its ponds and grasslands. The chaotic suction force made his body roll back and forth. He relied on his memory, remembering the positions of the grassland and pond, as well as where he currently was.

Then, he spread out his right hand, and the yin-yang compass, which had been tightly clenched in his palm all along, came into play.

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It was also his luck that facing this situation, the yin-yang compass was the most suitable choice.

The compass needle flickered with magnetic light.

Qin Sang silently calculated in his heart. When a suction force appeared, the Yin-Yang Compass suddenly emitted black magnetic light, and the repulsive force offset part of the other suction forces. Qin Sang charged with all his strength, borrowing that suction force, his body instantly shifted several meters, moving closer to the grassy area.

Thus, the black and white magnetic light flickers back and forth frequently.

Most of Qin Sang's attention was focused on the Yin-Yang Compass, leaving only a portion of his spiritual power to maintain his green robe. This resulted in a significant decrease in its power. Under the chaotic pull and tearing, the robe's luster faded even further, and fine cracks began to appear.

Seeing this fine magic weapon about to be destroyed like this, Qin Sang could no longer care so much.

Luckily, the price wasn't paid in vain.

As Qin Sang's body was plummeting at high speed, it adjusted its direction little by little, getting closer and closer to the grassland. In the nick of time, just before impact, it left the range of the forest, its body almost grazing the edge of a ray of light, and crashed down heavily!

'Bang!'

Grass clippings fly everywhere.

A deep pit was formed on the grass.

Qin Sang crawled up from the ground in a disheveled state, raising his head to look at the forbidden spell he had almost touched, his heart pounding with fear.

Seeing that the ray of light remained motionless, he finally relaxed.

Without a moment's hesitation, his spiritual energy surged around him, sending loose grass clippings flying. He hurriedly lowered his head to inspect the green robe on his body.

The green robe had dozens of crisscrossing cracks, truly a pitiful sight. Thankfully, it wasn't completely destroyed; after returning, I could find suitable spiritual materials to repair it.

He put away his blue robe and donned a less fine tunic.

...Deputy Island Master Xiao once said that the good thing about Tianfeng Ridge was that there wasn't a single living creature there. There were no vicious beasts or ancient beasts lurking in the mountains. The only danger was the ubiquitous fragments of forbidden magic.

That's why he dared to stand there so boldly.

Qin Sang was just about to check the surrounding environment when he suddenly felt the wooden carving on his chest move.

The wooden sculpture automatically flew out.

Then Qin Sang only felt a weight on his right shoulder, and the wooden sculpture sat down on it.

Turning his head, he saw that the wooden carving had come to life, sitting on his shoulder and nodding slightly at him.

The wooden sculpture at this time was indistinguishable from a real person, completely a miniature version of Jing Po. It was not even as big as Qin Sang's palm. Although the aloof air remained, the feeling it gave was entirely different.

...a proper, grown-up demeanor, even a bit adorable...

A mighty being, standing right before him, could crush him with a single finger.

Qin Sang dared not have any irreverent thoughts, and hurriedly put away all distracting thoughts.

"I need to suppress my cultivation with all my might, and can only rely on Han Daoist's power to travel quickly..."

Jing Lao's voice, cold and clear, came to Qin Sang. He let out an "um" in response, seeing Jing Lao sitting cross-legged like a meditating Buddha with her eyes slightly closed. Knowing that she was sensing something, he quietly looked around.

There is only one hour of time.

One hour later, the suction force in the sky transformed into a repulsive force. The opportunity was fleeting, and if they missed it, then Tianfeng Peak would close again, and once closed, they might never be able to get out.

The meadow he was in was safe, but there wasn't a single light above it. All the lights around here had been captured by the forest's restrictions.

To collect stardust, one must traverse the narrow chasms between forbidden borders.

Qin Sang couldn't help but ask, "Senior, are the Star Source Stones in this forest easy to obtain It would be great if we could take all the Star Source Stones here."

“With the Star Spirit Net, it wouldn’t be difficult to collect these star essence stones. The number would be quite considerable. However, we can't take them all.”

Qin Sangqi said, "Why not"

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