Chapter 156 I Still Like Your Unruly Look (Please Subscribe)
Looking at the Wangchuan River in front of him, Yang Ling secretly calculated in his heart.
Now, because of the Huangquan Secret Realm, many immortals and gods have come to the underworld, so his next move must be extremely cautious.
He first sent out his divine consciousness and checked the area within a thousand miles to make sure that no outsiders noticed this place, then turned to Meng Xiang and asked her to help guard nearby on the grounds that he wanted to realize the truth.
Although Meng Xiang was a little curious about why he suddenly wanted to realize the truth now, she didn't ask much and immediately nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, Immortal, I'm here and I won't let anyone disturb you."
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After that, she began to patrol the surroundings seriously.
After she left, Yang Ling flicked his finger lightly, and a ray of spiritual light flew out of his body, turning into another Yang Ling, sitting cross-legged in the same place, with a breath flowing, just like a real person.
Yang Ling himself secretly urged his magic power, and a faint halo appeared around his body, supporting a magic shield of about ten feet in radius. Then he moved his body and fell silently into the Wangchuan River.
The water of the Wangchuan River was icy cold, and the surface of the river was shrouded in mist. Yang Ling's figure slowly sank in the water. His mind was fully focused, feeling all the changes around him.
The underwater vision was extremely blurry, and the dark red river water was like an endless abyss. Nothing could be seen clearly, and he could only rely on his own perception to explore the surroundings.
As Yang Ling dived deeper and deeper, he felt that the water around him began to become weird, and some cold breath was wandering in the water, as if some unknown creatures were approaching.
Yang Ling's heart trembled, but he did not stop, but continued to dive more carefully.
Soon, he felt that creatures like copper snakes and iron dogs were attracted. They shuttled through the Wangchuan River and seemed to be quite curious about Yang Ling's arrival.
Yang Ling did not dare to be careless. He knew that although these creatures were not necessarily very powerful, there were many of them. If he attracted their attention, he would fall into an extremely passive situation and might cause a lot of noise.
His magic shield emitted a faint light, which formed a sharp contrast with the dark red river water around it, but it was cleverly integrated into the underwater environment, trying not to attract unnecessary attention.
The water of the Wangchuan River was icy cold and turbid. Even the divine thoughts disappeared after probing out for a few feet.
Seeing that he could not see things, and the divine thoughts could not be probing out, made him like a blind man in the Wangchuan River. He could only barely see things within a few feet around him.
In this case, let alone finding things, it was difficult to figure out his position.
Yang Ling frowned. He knew that it was almost impossible to find the treasure left by the Red Cloud Patriarch in such an environment, but he had no intention of giving up.
He tried to cast several spells, but there was a mysterious power in the water of the Wangchuan River, and the dark red color like blood could not fade away.
Yang Ling was anxious and wanted to directly use the Burning Secret Spirit to evaporate all the water in this section of the Wangchuan River.
But if the noise was too loud, it would probably attract the attention of other immortals, and then his actions would become more difficult.
At this moment, Yang Ling's mind flashed, and he thought of his son Yang Jian.
To be precise, he thought of the Xuantian Divine Eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows.
Xuantian Divine Eye is Yang Jian's natural divine eye, which can see through the truth and see through everything.
Although Yang Ling did not have this talent, he was very familiar with Xuantian Divine Eye. In addition, he had the "fighting" character secret that could evolve all methods, so it should not be difficult to use the "fighting" character secret to evolve Xuantian Divine Eye.
Thinking of this, Yang Ling directly used the "fighting" character secret.
With the activation of magic power, a tiny light spot gradually emerged between his eyebrows, and soon the light spot quickly spread out and turned into a transparent eye.
When the Xuantian Divine Eye was fully formed, Yang Ling was surprised to find that his vision suddenly became clear.
Everything at the bottom of the Wangchuan River became clear.
The Wangchuan River was so deep that it was impossible to see the bottom. There were countless confused souls floating in the water, like clumps of water grass flowing downstream with the undercurrent at the bottom of the water.
These souls had no expression on their faces, and no light in their eyes. They just mechanically drifted in the water, which looked particularly weird.
In addition to the souls, there were countless copper snakes and iron dogs swimming in the water. Their bodies looked twisted and weird in the water, and their eyes were filled with cruelty and greed.
From time to time, they swept over the place where Yang Ling was, and seemed to be very curious about this strange intruder. Some of them even had fierce eyes and pretended to pounce on him.
Yang Ling ignored him and dived down quickly.
He didn't know how deep the Wangchuan River was. He had dived for hundreds of miles and still hadn't seen the bottom of the river.
As he went deeper and deeper, the water of the Wangchuan River seemed to become even colder and more piercing. Even a Taoist like him felt the bone-chilling cold.
He could only activate the Burning Art Spirit Qi to resist the cold, otherwise he might be frozen here.
Finally, after diving for thousands of miles, Yang Ling saw a shocking scene in front of him - countless dark red ice peaks rose from the ground, some were thousands of feet high, and some pointed straight to the sky like sharp knives. Each ice peak was interwoven with Taiyin Xuanbing and Xuesha ice crystals, emitting a cold and strange light.
Yang Ling frowned. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a small jade bottle in this vast river bottom glacier.
Because he could not use divine thoughts, he could only rely on his naked eyes and Xuantian divine eyes to check one by one, which undoubtedly greatly reduced his search efficiency.
Yang Ling shuttled through this cold and silent glacier world. He searched for several hours in a row, but only searched an area of less than 100 miles.
The efficiency was too low.
At this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart.
His body suddenly turned to the side almost as a conditioned reflex. Almost at the same time, a huge shadow suddenly attacked from the silent dark red ice peaks.
It was a thousand-foot-long blood-marked evil dragon, covered with dense blood-colored lines all over its body. Each line looked like solidified blood, exuding a ferocious aura that made people palpitate.
Its eyes were full of greed and violence, as if it regarded Yang Ling as an invader or a sumptuous meal.
There are not many creatures in the Wangchuan River, but each one should not be underestimated!
The blood-marked evil dragon opened its huge mouth and condensed an ice spear made of ice crystals. The tip of the spear was extremely sharp, and it rushed straight towards Yang Ling with a piercing sound of breaking through the air.
Yang Ling reacted very quickly, and his body rolled quickly in the water to dodge.
The ice spear brushed past his side, bringing a chill. Yang Ling felt the icy coldness penetrate his body through the magic shield, which made him frown slightly.
He knew that he couldn't make too much noise here, and he had to get rid of this evil dragon as quickly as possible, otherwise it might attract the immortals who came to search for treasure.
The blood-marked evil dragon seemed to have sensed his power, and once again condensed dozens of ice spears, which shot densely.
Yang Ling's eyes flashed, his mind turned quickly, and he used the "grass" sword technique.
He put his fingers together like a sword, and a sharp sword light shot up into the sky like a substance, splitting the cold water of the Forgotten River and going straight to the vitals of the blood-veined evil dragon.
At the same time, he silently used the secret of the word "soldier", and an invisible force instantly enveloped the ice spears around him.
Those ice spears that were originally shot at him suddenly changed direction in the water, like soldiers who were summoned, turning around and shooting at the blood-veined evil dragon at a faster speed.
The blood-veined evil dragon felt the threat from behind and tried to dodge, but its movements were obviously a step slower.
With a light "swish", the sharp sword light had already cut the middle of the evil dragon. The blood-veined evil dragon howled in pain and its body was cut in two.
Immediately afterwards, those ice spears also shot into the body of the evil dragon like a rainstorm, freezing its lower half into a lump of ice, unable to move at all.
The blood-veined evil dragon, which was left with only half of its body, struggled frantically, trying to escape from this place of death.
Yang Ling's eyes were stern. He believed in "eradicating all evil" and did not intend to let this evil dragon go. However, just as he was about to chase it, his eyes were attracted by a huge shadow in the distance.
It was an extremely huge black dragon, its body was like an endless mountain range, lying across the bottom of the Wangchuan River.
Yang Ling even suspected that the length of this dragon might exceed hundreds of miles.
Its whole body was covered with hard dragon scales, and each scale seemed to be able to swallow light, appearing extremely deep.
The dragon opened its bloody mouth, as if it was a black hole that could swallow everything, and a strong suction force burst out from its mouth.
The blood-marked evil dragon, which was left with only half of its body, was pulled by this suction force and was unable to resist. It could only watch itself being swallowed by the black dragon.
The horrified look froze at the moment of being swallowed, and then disappeared into the dark giant mouth. It was terrifying.
The whole process happened so fast that it was hard to react. After swallowing the blood-marked evil dragon, the black dragon looked at Yang Ling again.
The huge dragon eyes were filled with scrutiny and curiosity.
"Living people? I have lived for two Yuans, but this is the first time I have seen a living person at the bottom of the Wangchuan River... Hey, that human, what are you doing here?"
Yang Ling's heart moved slightly. He knew that he was like a blind man touching an elephant at the bottom of the unknown Wangchuan River. Every step was full of unknowns and dangers.
If he could use the familiarity of this black dragon that had lived for two Yuans, he might be able to serve as his guide to find the jade bottle left by the Red Cloud Patriarch.
Hearing that he was also here to look for treasure, the black dragon sneered, and a trace of contempt and greed appeared in his huge dragon eyes: "Why not come to my stomach to look for treasure? I haven't tasted the taste of a living person yet."
Before he finished speaking, the black dragon had opened its abyss-like huge mouth, wanting to do the same and swallow Yang Ling into his stomach.
The next moment, countless fairy flowers suddenly appeared at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and each flower bloomed with dazzling brilliance.
The flowers rained down, and all turned into the appearance of Yang Ling, surrounding the black dragon in the middle.
Each of these Yang Lings, who were transformed from fairy flowers, looked at the black dragon coldly, with different expressions, some cold, some indifferent, and some fierce, but all of them showed a momentum that should not be underestimated.
A trace of surprise flashed in the black dragon's eyes.
However, it was the overlord of the bottom of the Wangchuan River after all, and naturally would not retreat because of this.
"Humph, a mere illusion, you also want to confuse me, the Dragon Lord?"
The black dragon snorted coldly, and its huge body rolled in the water, bringing up waves of violent water, trying to swallow these illusions together.
One fairy flower after another bloomed, and the petals were crystal clear, dancing one after another, surrounding him.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Yang Ling waved his hands continuously, and each petal became his weapon and the carrier of his avenue, shining brightly and sparkling.
"Swish..."
The petals fell from the sky, the clouds were shining, the auspicious colors were colorful, and they instantly submerged the huge black dragon like a mountain range, trying to seal and suppress it forever.
The black dragon struggled in the colorful rain of petals. It felt an unprecedented threat. Those petals were not only beautiful, but also contained the power to destroy everything.
It twisted violently, and its whole body was glowing, trying to escape the rain of death, but it was all in vain.
No matter how it struggled, those petals were like life, always entwined around it, constantly eroding its vitality.
Its body made a harsh sound under the cutting of the petals, and pieces of dragon scales fell off, bleeding.
Finally, the black dragon no longer maintained its huge dragon shape. Its body began to shrink rapidly, and in an instant it turned into a human figure wearing a black robe. His face was filled with fear and unwillingness, and his eyes flashed with a begging light.
"Shangxian, spare my life! Shangxian, spare my life!" The black dragon's voice became trembling. He knew that his life was completely in the hands of the strong man in front of him.
Yang Ling's eyes were still cold, and he said with a half-smile: "I still prefer your unruly look... How about you hold on a little longer and wait for me to finish this magic?"