Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Ye Qian'an stroked his forehead and said, "I understand."

Wu Tai shrugged, turned around and looked at the many elders beside him, and then spoke again: "Elders, follow me to open the entrance to the secret realm."

Following Wu Tai's order, the elders of the sect all activated their magic power. Brilliant rays of light shot out from their hands and converged on the giant stone tablet that was a hundred meters high.

The runes on the stone tablet gradually lit up, and as the light flickered, a mysterious and powerful force began to surge.

Under everyone's gaze, the space in front of the stone tablet began to twist, and a vortex-shaped entrance slowly took shape. The entrance exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if it was connected to another unknown world.

Ye Qian'an took a deep breath, glanced at Park Nam-ja, Wu Tai and others, nodded slightly, and then stepped into the entrance without hesitation.

As soon as he entered the space, Ye Qian'an felt a strong pressure. The surrounding scene shocked him. Here, the mountains were undulating, the clouds were shrouded, and the ancient ruins and mysterious atmosphere were intertwined.

The spiritual energy here is abundant, several times that of the outside world, but it gives people a very uncomfortable feeling, as if the meridians in the whole body are being tightened by this energy, and it is impossible to fully absorb the energy here.

Ye Qian'an frowned, suppressed his discomfort and began to carefully explore this mysterious space.

The surrounding mountains are looming in the clouds, like sleeping beasts that may wake up at any time.

The ancient ruins exude an atmosphere of vicissitudes, telling of past glory and legends.

Ye Qian'an wondered in his heart how many secrets were hidden here and why it could make his Nascent Soul tremble.

Is this the artistic conception left behind by the quasi-emperor?

Ye Qian'an tried to mobilize the mana in his body to resist the pressure that made him uncomfortable. However, the circulation of mana became extremely difficult, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

"There's something." Ye Qian'an gritted his teeth and decided to find a relatively safe place first and then find a way to solve the problem.

Before he knew it, Ye Qian'an came to a valley full of vitality.

In this valley, a clear stream flows, and some exotic flowers and plants grow by the stream.

Ye Qian'an approached the stream, squatted down, and gently touched the water with his hand. The water was icy cold, but it instantly cleared his mind.

He observed the surrounding environment and found that there seemed to be some faint runes on the mountain walls on both sides of the valley. These runes emitted a faint light and blended in with the surrounding environment.

Ye Qian'an's heart moved, perhaps these runes were related to the secret of this space.

He stood up and carefully observed the runes along the mountain wall. The shapes of the runes were complex and mysterious, as if they were an ancient language.

Ye Qian'an tried hard to recall what he had learned and tried to decipher the meaning of these runes. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not fully understand the meaning of these runes.

In desperation, Ye Qian'an could only turn around and leave. It seemed that trying to understand these runes was simply impossible.

Because the runes here were passed down from ancient times, even Ye Qian'an, who was well-read, could only recognize some of them.

This should be what happened when the God of War fell.

This place is extremely dangerous, with monsters everywhere, including some in the True Immortal realm. Fortunately, these monsters did not attack, otherwise, with Ye Qian'an's strength, it would be difficult for him to be a match for the True Immortal cultivators.

Although there is only one step between a casual immortal and a true immortal, the gap between the two is as huge as heaven and earth. Even a casual immortal who has reached the great perfection cannot be a match for a true immortal.

Ye Qian'an took out the map. According to the location marked by Wu Tai, the area where the Tianling was located should be nearby, but he did not sense the breath of the ultrasonic energy of the treasure. In other words, either the Tianling was not here, or it had been hidden long ago.

Of course, if it really is the treasure of the Martial God Sect, then it means that the other party simply has no ability to hide it.

The only possibility is that Tianling left the area on his own.

Ye Qian'an took a sip of wine and walked away. He only had half a month. If he didn't find Tianling within this period of time, it only meant that they were not destined to be together.

And if you continue to stay here, you will be directly suppressed by the energy here, and eventually die.

………………

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

Ye Qian'an has already explored this area completely, and encountered many monsters during this period. Although the number of battles was not many, Ye Qian'an felt deeply shocked.

The monsters here are extremely powerful. Even the monsters at the peak level are already stronger than everyone else, and their bodies are so hard that there is no way to kill them in a short period of time.

If Ye Qian'an didn't possess an innate sword body, he might even die here.

At this moment, the auspicious beast Ao Ling'er flew out from the storage ring, laid on Ye Qian'an's shoulder and said, "I say, have you forgotten me?"

Ye Qian'an glanced sideways at Ao Ling'er on his shoulder, frowned and asked, "What use can you be?"

"Have you forgotten? I am from the Dragon Clan."

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an's expression paused.

Only then did she remember that Ao Ling'er, who was born into the dragon clan, had a special sensitivity to the spiritual objects of heaven and earth. Medicinal herbs were the cheapest things to her. As long as she went deep into the mountains and forests, she would naturally be able to find some medicinal herbs that contained rich energy.

Even if it is a rare treasure, as long as it emits a faint aura, she can feel it.

Ye Qian'an picked up Ao Ling'er and said with a smile: "I actually forgot about this. Can you smell the location of the treasured Sky Bell?"

Ao Linger sniffed the air, then stretched out a finger and said, "It should be over there. Although the smell is weak, I can feel that it contains incomparable terrifying energy. It should be the Tianling treasure you mentioned."

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an put Ao Ling'er on his shoulder, and turned into a ray of sword light and rushed towards the direction of Ao Ling'er's finger.

The speed is so fast that it almost leaves an afterimage.

The space here is extremely large. Perhaps it is true as Wu Tai said, the space here is equivalent to half of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Fortunately, with Ao Ling'er's guidance, Ye Qian'an was able to greatly shorten his search time.

In less than half a day, Ye Qian'an arrived at a very peaceful lakeside.

Between heaven and earth, the tranquil lakeside is like a beautiful painting slowly unfolding.

The lake water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and trees, as if a dream world is completely contained in it.

A breeze blew across the lake, and ripples appeared on the surface of the lake, sparkling like countless tiny gems. (End of this chapter)