Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The vortex on the spirit screen connected to the great lake.

Zhang Yuanjing fell dozens of yards from the darkness. Suddenly, the surroundings opened up, and a hazy light came from above. He glanced around, and all he saw was blue lake water, tranquil and pure.

The lake water didn't wet his clothes because he was surrounded by a golden bubble, completely isolated from the outside.

The bubble was only slightly larger than his body, and he couldn't move inside.

He touched the inner wall of the bubble with his hand, feeling it was very soft, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't press out any marks.

The bubble fell very quickly, and before long, it had penetrated more than a hundred yards into the lake water. The light became dimmer and dimmer, and the water gradually turned black.

He used his divine sense to 'look' around, but just like when he was probing the water from above the lake, he lost his senses after penetrating only a few yards.

"Roar!"

A huge beast roar came from a very far distance below.

Zhang Yuanjing's whole body tensed, feeling as if he was being targeted by some terrifying existence. Danger was imminent. He quickly poured his magic power into his arm and tried his best to push the bubble, wanting to escape quickly.

However, no matter how much magic power collided with the bubble, it didn't change at all. It continued to fall, and the speed was slightly faster than before.

At this moment, there was a violent tremor below, and a huge black shadow窜ed up, brushed past the bubble, and then disappeared into the dark lake water.

At the instant the giant object passed by, Zhang Yuanjing clearly saw with his divine sense that it was a dark red carp. Its whiskers were like long vines, lightly touching the bubble. Its two cold eyes glanced at him and then left without paying any attention.

This carp was fifteen or sixteen yards long, its aura was as deep as the sea, and its whole body was full of different phenomena. It completely surpassed the level of the Demon Core realm. This was a Demon King in the Transformation realm.

Zhang Yuanjing's forehead broke out in cold sweat, and a deep sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

He originally thought that the lake would have demon beasts, at most similar to the Sand Centipede, but he did not expect that it had already exceeded the Demon Core realm level. No wonder the Sand Centipede chased to the lake and didn't dare to delay for a moment, turning around and leaving.

Zhang Yuanjing futilely expanded his divine sense, trying to find the location of the red carp, so that he could at least be prepared when the demon attacked. Unfortunately, he didn't know why, but the lake could block the penetration of divine sense.

In fact, even if he could see when the demon was coming, it would be useless.

In anxiety, Zhang Yuanjing continued to fall with the bubble and soon reached the bottom of the lake.

During this period, the Red Carp Demon King did not attack again, and no sound could be heard within a hundred yards around. The fish demon seemed to have left.

The bottom of the lake was pitch black, with shallow holes everywhere. From time to time, aquatic plants floated over, slapping against the bubble. His divine sense could no longer leave the bubble.

The bubble began to roll on the bottom of the lake, sometimes falling into the holes, sometimes hitting the rocks and bouncing up. Before long, the bubble rolled into a deep ditch, stopped in front of a stone wall, and stopped moving.

At this time, a voice came from behind him. It was the old man speaking: "Honored guest, please use that short staff to knock on the stone wall."

He turned his head to look, but besides the dark lake water behind him, he couldn't see anything.

His heart trembled. He knew that the old man was formed from qi. On land, he could still retain his outline, wearing clothes and revealing his tracks, but in this water, he was completely reduced to a phantom. Unless he used his divine sense to 'look', he couldn't see anything.

Zhang Yuanjing calmed his mind, raised his arm, and stretched the short stick in his hand forward. The moment it touched the bubble, the short stick seemed to pierce through a thin layer of paper, passed through it, and then struck the stone wall in front of him.

"Clang!"

A sharp sound spread out at the bottom of the lake, instantly breaking the silence of the lake water.

Zhang Yuanjing was startled by the sound and quickly looked up, worried about attracting the red carp.

There was no movement above, but the stone wall in front of him made a rumbling sound, and soon revealed a ten-foot-high portal with two words written at the top—"Silent Sea."

Two large doors, made of unknown materials, slowly opened.

"Fellow Daoist, you've finally arrived! Please come in!" A low and stiff voice came from inside the door, without any emotional fluctuations.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't see what was behind the portal, and his divine sense couldn't extend into it. It seemed to be a special space that could only be reached by stepping into the door.

At this time, the bubble surrounding him had silently broken, and the cold lake water submerged him, instantly soaking his outer robe.

The sound of water parting came from above, and something was swimming over quickly.

Was it the red carp?

Zhang Yuanjing's body trembled. Without hesitation, he lifted his foot and took a step forward.

In a daze, his whole person entered a clean stone chamber. There was no portal behind him, but there was a passage in front of him, but it was very deep and he didn't know where it led.

In the stone chamber, there were two people, one was the old man from the village, and the other was a handsome middle-aged man. His eyes were cold and deep. When he looked at Zhang Yuanjing, it seemed that he could see through everything inside and out.

This person was also formed of qi and had no magic power fluctuations, but there was a powerful divine thought in his mind that made Zhang Yuanjing dare not look directly at him.

"Fellow Daoist, I have been waiting for you for tens of thousands of years. You have finally arrived!" The middle-aged man said very seriously.

"Waiting for me?" Zhang Yuanjing was full of doubts, but he immediately understood what he meant. The person was just waiting for a cultivator, but only saw one today.

"May I know what you are waiting for me to come for?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the short stick in Zhang Yuanjing's hand and said, "Of course, it's for it."

Zhang Yuanjing said, "If I give this thing to you, can you let me out of this place?"

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "That depends on which level you want to go out of. If it's just this Silent Sea, it's naturally fine. But if it's the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I can't do it."

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?" Zhang Yuanjing suddenly understood that he had entered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Clock.

The middle-aged man glanced at him in surprise: "If you don't even know this, how did you get here?"

Zhang Yuanjing was not sure whose remnant thought he was, and he didn't dare to mention the three words "Xue Wangshen", so he said with a wry smile: "I accidentally entered this place, and I don't know where this is or what the rules are."

The middle-aged man nodded: "No wonder you were able to come here smoothly! Over the years, anyone who has learned about this place has not come here after entering. Occasionally, there are those who mistakenly enter this place, either relying on their strength to go straight into the water and fight the Dragon Carp, or being fascinated by the spirit screen of Good Water Village, and ultimately cannot truly find the portal to this Silent Sea. Since you can come here, you are a destined person."

He paused, turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Fellow Daoist, please come with me!"

The old man also bowed and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't ask any more questions, nodded, and followed the middle-aged man into the passage.

The three walked a hundred steps, and a glimmer of light appeared in front of the passage. The closer they got, the brighter and more dazzling the light became. Soon, the three walked into the ball of light.

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed, and Zhang Yuanjing was actually in a busy market.