The Path to Becoming Immortal

As soon as Ning Ping and Gu Xiao entered the wasteland on the opposite side, evil spirits appeared not far away from them.

However, under the release of Ning Ping's aura, all the evil spirits were fixed in place, as if they did not notice the two.

After passing through the magical white jade stairs and crossing the huge stream at the end of the mountain gate, the two landed steadily on the high cliff on the opposite side.

"Oh my God! It's so desolate here!"

Looking at the devastation and the bottomless cracks that split the earth into countless fragments, Gu Xiao couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I can't believe it! The dignified Qinglan Fairyland actually fell here like this! That battle was really thrilling!"

Ning Ping also glanced at it with emotion, and the experiences deep in his memory also appeared in front of him one by one.

Especially in the mirror world, the battle that led to the complete destruction of Qinglan Fairyland was indeed thrilling.

That kind of strength, even if I have reached the Ascension Realm at this moment, I still can't imagine it.

A fairyland as huge as a continent was blown away just like that, how powerful it must be...

"Let's go!"

Ning Ping pulled Gu Xiao, Yaoyao hovered around, and the three of them moved forward.

When passing through those hideous cracks, due to the stirring of the breath, zombies crawled out from deep underground.

However, those zombies seemed to not see the two of them at all, and they opened their gray eyes in vain, and stood at the edge of the crack with a blank face.

"These are the monks whose souls were taken away by the secret realm!"

Looking at this weird scene, although Gu Xiao had heard about it before, it was a completely different feeling from what he saw with his own eyes at this moment.

"That's right!" Ning Ping nodded silently.

Among them are not only fallen monks, but also the upper realm cultivators who fell here in that catastrophe countless thousands of years ago.

Soon, the two stood in front of a huge and boundless deep pit, and above the deep pit was a huge mountain that towered into the clouds.

"This is the fairy mountain you are talking about! It's so spectacular!" Gu Xiao looked up, and was extremely shocked.

"Is this fairy mountain held by those chains?" At this time, Gu Xiao found another huge chain that was fixed on the edge of the cliff and the other end was deep in the fog.

"Well, maybe!" Ning Ping smiled lightly. From the current perspective, this chain is also part of the formation.

At the beginning, I almost suffered a big loss when I walked on the chain.

In addition to the strong pressure, it also confuses people's minds. If the entire formation was not damaged, I am afraid that even with the current cultivation, it would not last long.

Then, Ning Ping looked at the abyss under the deep pit thoughtfully, and a touch of complexity appeared in his eyes.

"Wait here for a while, don't walk around, I'll be back soon! Don't go anywhere before I come back!"

"Yes!" Gu Xiao didn't say anything to stop him, knowing that Ning Ping came here specially this time, and he also had his own ideas.

After giving instructions, Ning Ping moved his body and jumped directly into the deep pit, and disappeared into the mist in a blink of an eye.

With the strong wind in his ears, Ning Ping fell into the deep cold at a high speed.

At the same time, he also clearly sensed that a powerful force was constantly pulling his soul, trying to separate his soul from the body furnace and become one of the countless zombies.

On the stone wall on the way down, there were corpses attached to the stone wall, which was creepy.

Fortunately, Ning Ping has now comprehended the formation, and after shielding the breath, he will not be disturbed, otherwise it will be a big trouble.

In the countless years of comprehending the Luotian Soul Locking Formation, Ning Ping also knew that the power of the formation in the Qinglan Secret Realm had been lost by more than half, and it could even be said that only one tenth of it remained.

If this formation could retain one tenth of its original power, I am afraid that even if I had some understanding of the formation, I would not dare to be so bold.

The most important thing about the Luotian Soul Locking Formation is the word "soul locking".

Using the power of the formation, the soul and the body of a person are separated and controlled.

Under control, the body will become the kind of zombie that only knows how to kill that we have seen before.

And the soul, under the evolution of the formation, has turned into countless fearless illusions, which has also been shown in the Soul Refining Mountain.

However, the Luotian Soul Locking Formation in the Qinglan Secret Realm is now too severely damaged, and this part of its power has basically been lost.

Only a part of the original soul has evolved into the evil spirits that appeared in the periphery.

Ning Ping continued to fall under a strong pulling force, and an unknown amount of time had passed in the blink of an eye.

Several hours? Or a month? Or several years?

Ning Ping could no longer tell, and simply did not care.

There was no doubt that this must have been under the influence of the formation, which interfered with his judgment.

Perhaps, when the formation was complete, he would never fall to the bottom of the pit.

At a certain moment of falling, a dead air was immediately noticed by Ning Ping, and in the dead air, a familiar breath was also keenly captured.

Ning Ping narrowed his eyes fiercely, and immediately made a judgment in his mind that this familiar breath was nothing else but the Yanxian Clan!

This was also what he wanted to verify in this trip, as he wanted to go deep into the deep pit.

Being able to sense the breath below proves that the bottom should not be too far away.

"Swish..."

At this time, Ning Ping raised his hand and grabbed the stone wall beside him, and his rapidly falling body began to slow down.

Only after an incense stick of time, the dark ground below came into view.

Ning Ping stood in mid-air, a blue light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his eyes also swept downwards.

After a while, Ning Ping's whole body shook slightly, and his eyes shrank suddenly.

The bottom was not as desolate or empty as imagined before.

Under his feet was an endless ruin. From all the signs, it can be seen that this should have been a large city.

After that catastrophe, this place has become what it is today.

Unfortunately, in the endless years, there is nothing else except this ruin of broken walls and broken walls.

A strong smell of death also permeated the bottom of the deep pit.

The unique aura of the Yanxian Clan was mixed in there, and the number was even greater than what was sensed from a distance before.

It can be vaguely speculated that this place should have been a bustling city a long time ago.

Countless ordinary cultivators and those Yanxian Clan have lived and multiplied here.

Perhaps, they were imprisoned here!