Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

"Oh no! The navigation system has been disrupted by a strong magnetic field. We've lost our way!"

The Dragon aircraft carrier, braving the winds and waves, plunged into a sea shrouded in thick fog and suddenly lost its navigation signal. King Kong and his companions, meditating in their secret chamber, were once again awakened. A sweep of their vast spiritual power revealed that their normally powerful awareness was now severely limited, capable of sensing only a range of over ten miles. The two warships maintained a distance of over a hundred miles between them, constantly watching over and supporting each other. They encountered numerous tsunamis and sea monster attacks along the way, but survived without incident. Along the way, they harvested countless demon elixirs and precious seabed minerals, a truly remarkable harvest.

Now, suddenly the vision was blocked by the thick fog, the navigation was disturbed by the magnetic field, and the spiritual consciousness was affected by the space restriction, and the connection between the two ships was lost.

"Sister Yan, is the route wrong?" Chen Gong asked tentatively.

"It should be correct." Nangong Yan checked the map again and again and said affirmatively.

"At that time, I flew through the sky on Senior Huashen's magical instrument and never encountered this strange fog."

"That's okay. In that case, I'll fly up high to take a look. You continue to use the Wanli Talisman to contact Brother Gang." After Chen Gong finished speaking, he shot out of the Magic Dragon Ship and flew straight up into the sky.

"Sister Yan, Brother Gong, did you receive my message?" King Kong kept using the Wanli Talisman to transmit his message, but in the end there was no news. The same situation happened on Nangong Yan's side.

"Stop moving forward!" King Kong ordered. He thought for a long time and decided to figure out the situation before moving on.

"My ship is in front, and my brother Gong's ship is behind me on the right. I can wait and see if I can catch up with them." King Kong adopted the strategy of using static to dynamic, and at the same time opened all the defense systems of the Magic Dragon aircraft carrier to prevent accidents.

An hour passed like this, with no sign of movement outside, and no sign of the two ships reuniting. King Kong waited and waited, but Nangong Yan showed up, and wasting time wasted. The longer he stayed, the more dangerous it became. He pulled out his map again, carefully identified the direction, and ordered the warship to continue sailing by instinct. King Kong stood at the bow, observing his surroundings with great caution, always on the lookout for possible danger.

Nangong Yan guessed that the two ships must have deviated in direction after entering this area. She expected King Kong to wait for her there, so she continued her previous course and approached King Kong, but could not rendezvous with him.

"This is troublesome. We may be getting further and further away from King Kong!" Nangong Yan thought.

"Hey, why hasn't Chen Gong come back yet after being out for so long? Did he meet with an accident?" Nangong Yan was suddenly shocked.

"It shouldn't happen. Chen Gong's cultivation and spiritual awareness have increased by 30% now. Ordinary late Nascent Soul or level 10 monsters are no match for him. Am I worrying too much?" Nangong Yan shook her head and comforted herself.

Chen Gong left the warship and flew straight up. He was surrounded by a thick, gray fog. He flew for a long time but couldn't break through the thick fog. Gradually, the Magic Dragon aircraft carrier disappeared from his perception. He didn't panic and continued to fly upwards. After only half an hour, there was no end in sight.

"No! Normally, flying this far up would have already created a tremendous amount of pressure. Why can't I feel it now?" Chen Gong suddenly realized something was wrong, so he quickly dropped from the sky, hoping to return to the Magic Dragon aircraft carrier. However, when he landed directly on the sea, the Magic Dragon aircraft carrier was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it! Could it be that I've been redirected without even realizing it? Or is this some unfathomable illusion?" Chen Gong was horrified. He hurriedly pulled out his sound transmission talisman and tried to contact Nangong Yan, but the message he sent was lost in the ocean.

Chen Gong activated his skills again, exerting 120% of his strength to strike upwards with a powerful palm strike. Even an ordinary cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage would have to be careful when facing this attack, but the fog in the sky just rolled slightly and returned to its original state.

Chen Gong's brow furrowed. His full-strength attack was like a punch on cotton, producing no effect. He speculated that either the illusion was incredibly powerful, far beyond his comprehension, or that this strange fog itself was an unknown and powerful entity. He also dived to the seabed, hoping to see if there was a way out. Upon entering, he sensed something distinctly amiss. Not only were his consciousness and mobility restricted, just as they were in mid-air, but the seabed was completely silent, devoid of any signs of life. This heightened his nervousness and heightened his vigilance.

There was no better way, so Chen Gong could only carefully explore the surroundings to see if he could find the Magic Dragon Ship and a way out.

Nangong Yan waited there for three days and three nights, but Chen Gong did not return. She finally realized that something was wrong.

"Chen Gong must have lost his way in the fog. Fortunately, he has profound skills, and I hope he can turn the danger into safety." Nangong Yan prayed silently, knowing that she could not sit and wait for death, so she decided to lead the Magic Dragon aircraft carrier to actively find a way out.

The members of the Dragon Special Forces on board also emerged from their retreat. Upon learning of their predicament, they were helpless against the fog and dared not leave the ship easily, fearing that getting lost would be even more troublesome. They gathered together to help each other in the face of danger. No longer afraid to retreat, they were tense and ready for battle.

"There is a deserted island here. I'll go up and take a look." Chen Gong encountered an island while flying. His spiritual sense was limited, and he couldn't see the whole picture of the island, so he prepared to go to the island to check it out.

The island was desolate, barren, covered in rocks and gravel. Then, he saw some white skeletons, some human and some demonic. His heart tightened, and he unconsciously took out his conch magic weapon and nervously guarded his surroundings, ready to launch a thundering attack at any moment.

"Hey, what kind of soil is this?" Chen Gong was sneaking around cautiously when he suddenly found a pile of soil in front of him. He had never seen this kind of soil before. It looked like gold but not gold, and like sand but not sand.

Chen Gong walked over curiously, grabbed a handful, and sniffed it. There was no scent, nor could he detect any spiritual energy fluctuations. He squeezed it again, and it flowed through his fingers like sand. His skill surprisingly didn't cause the soil to dissolve, which made him even more interested.

"Take it back and let the marshal take a look. With his grandmaster level, he might be able to identify what it is." So Chen Gong collected all the soil into the storage bag.

After exploring the entire deserted island, he found no clues that could help him escape. After so long, his mana had been greatly depleted. He decided to rest here and use the spirit stones he carried with him to restore his mana. In this unfamiliar and perilous place, maintaining peak combat power was crucial.