God Destroying Pearl

Along the way, they became more cautious and kept an eye on the movements around them, fearing that they would encounter any sudden danger again.

Fortunately, this section of the journey was relatively smooth and we did not encounter any difficult situations.

More than half an hour later, the few of them saw a valley in the distance ahead.

The valley was shrouded in a light mist.

The mist glowed faintly under the sunlight.

The mountain walls on both sides of the valley are steep and rugged, with jagged rocks, as if they had been scratched by the claws of some giant beast.

At the entrance to the valley, there are several strange plants growing.

The plant was purple-red all over, with broad and thick leaves covered with mysterious patterns. It also flashed a faint light from time to time, as if warning everyone not to enter this place easily.

When they saw the valley, they were delighted and quickly quickened their pace to the entrance of the valley.

But when they arrived at the entrance of the valley, they saw seven or eight monks entering the valley.

Those cultivators seemed to be very powerful. Three of them exuded the aura of great perfection in foundation building, and the rest were at the late stage of foundation building or above.

They walked hurriedly, obviously eager to enter the valley to explore the ancient monk's cave and obtain the treasures within.

"Oh, someone else has gotten there first. We have to catch up quickly, otherwise all the good things will be taken away by them." He Zhizong said anxiously, and was about to walk into the valley.

Ling Rufeng quickly reached out to stop him, and said seriously: "Don't worry, these cultivators are quite powerful. If we rush in, it will be troublesome if they regard us as competitors and attack us. Let's observe here first and see what happens."

Song Yun also nodded in agreement and said, "Fellow Daoist Ling is right. We don't know what dangers there are in this valley. Let's follow them and see if we can use them to explore the way first. It won't be too late to act when the time is right."

After listening to what the two said, He Zhizong thought it made sense, so he stopped and stood at the entrance of the valley.

He Zhizong stared closely at the direction in which the monks entered the valley, his eyes full of anxiety and unwillingness.

He wanted to rush into the valley immediately, but he also knew that he could not be impulsive at this moment. He could only suppress the impulse in his heart and wait patiently for the opportunity.

The monks who entered the valley had no idea that someone was watching them from behind.

Their figures quickly disappeared in the light mist.

After waiting for more than ten breaths, the three of them looked at each other with anticipation in their eyes, and then stepped into the valley.

As soon as the three of them stepped into the valley, a chill hit them in the face.

The chill seemed to be real, like countless ice-cold steel needles, drilling straight into the bone marrow of several people. It seemed as if the blood in their bodies was frozen in an instant. They couldn't help but shiver, and the hairs on their bodies stood up.

The ground under my feet was wet and covered with a thick layer of moss.

The moss was dark green and looked slippery. Once you stepped on it, your feet would feel slippery. Everyone could only move carefully and pay attention to their feet at all times.

Ling Rufeng was just about to speak when suddenly, a loud noise came from the front.

"boom....."

The sound was like rumbling thunder, echoing in the valley, shaking the surrounding rocks slightly. Some gravel fell to the ground, making crackling sounds.

Ling Rufeng's face changed, and his expression became extremely solemn. He lowered his voice and said, "This is the attack power that only Jindan cultivators can produce. I'm afraid there are Jindan cultivators fighting ahead. Let's go, speed up and take a look. Maybe we can learn something about the situation of this cold pond. Don't miss any key information."

After hearing this, Song Yun and He Zhizong both thought it made sense and nodded immediately. The three of them quickened their pace and rushed towards the direction where the sound came from.

After a while, the three of them reached the end of the valley. Unexpectedly, this valley looked deep, but it was actually very short. They saw the end after walking for a while.

I saw a cold pond appearing in front of me.

The cold pond was quite large, and at first glance it looked like a huge black mirror.

The calm pond water exuded wisps of cold air, forming a layer of light white mist around it.

There are already quite a few people gathered around the cold pond.

The crowd was either standing or sitting, in different postures, but everyone's eyes were fixed on the cold pond, their eyes full of desire, and it was obvious that they all came for the ancient cultivator's cave in the map.

Most of these people were cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. They gathered together and discussed something in a low voice.

When they occasionally looked at those Jindan stage cultivators, there was awe and a hint of unwillingness in their eyes. After all, in this world of immortal cultivation, the difference in cultivation level represented a huge difference in strength and voice.

The four Jindan stage cultivators stood in a more conspicuous position, forming a circle of their own, faintly emitting a powerful aura, making the air around them seem to become a little heavier.

Among these four Jindan-stage cultivators, Song Yun recognized at a glance Tao Laosan, a Jindan-stage mid-stage cultivator from the Tiansha Sect whom he had seen at the gate of Jinshi City.

Tao Laosan had a rebellious look on his face and a fierce look in his eyes. Just standing there he gave people the feeling that he was not easy to mess with.

Next to Tao Laosan stood a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes, the middle-aged man exuded the aura of a middle-stage Jindan, his every move was elegant and noble, and it seemed that he had an extraordinary status. Ling Rufeng told Song Yun that this person was Yuan Li from Jinshi City.

Opposite these two men stood two Jindan cultivators.

One of them had the cultivation level of a middle-stage Jindan, with a stern face, holding two swords, and exuding a fierce aura.

Ling Rufeng also told Song Yun that this person was Gan Jiuxing from the Shuangdao Sect. The Shuangdao Sect was famous for its fierce swordsmanship. All of its disciples were brave and fierce, and Gan Jiuxing was the best among them.

The other cultivator was at the early stage of the Golden Core realm. He was Old Man Qu Huo from the Dihuo Sect. Although he was an old man, he looked energetic, but the cunning light that flashed in his eyes from time to time made people think that he was quite shrewd.

After the few of them carefully approached the cold pond, Ling Rufeng sent a message to Song Yun again.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I just checked the map carefully. The entrance to the ancient cultivator's cave shown on the map is inside this cold pond. It seems that if we want to enter the cave, we must pass through this cold pond. We must be careful and see what these Jindan cultivators do first."

Song Yun nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the people in front of him, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Gan Jiuxing frowned and said loudly, "Crazy Tao, we have fought this battle, can we enter the cold pond? Don't play any more tricks, we are all here for the ancient cultivator's cave, there is no need to waste time here."

There was a hint of impatience in his voice, and he was obviously a little dissatisfied with this whole process.

"Ah....."

Tao Laosan sneered, and his laughter was full of sarcasm.

Then he said sarcastically, "Of course, you can come in anytime. I'm not stopping you. What? Are you afraid that there are some man-eating monsters in this cold pond? Hahahaha!"

As Tao Laosan spoke, he laughed unscrupulously, and his appearance was really disgusting.

Gan Jiuxing was puzzled for a moment, wondering in his heart what kind of medicine Tao Lao San was selling in his gourd, and then glanced at the old man Qu Huo beside him.

Old Man Qu Huo narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he smiled and nodded.

Then, Gan Jiuxing no longer hesitated, and rushed forward suddenly, accelerating directly into the cold pond. The spiritual power surged around him, forming a layer of faint protective light, trying to resist the cold air in the cold pond.

Seeing this, old man Qu Huo followed him into the cold pond.

The two figures quickly sank into the black pool of water, leaving only ripples slowly spreading on the surface of the pool.