Chapter 166: Daoist Hidden Land!

Under the guidance of the black donkey, it didn’t take long before a man, a donkey, and a little stone man reached the front of a vast lake.Above the lake floated various kinds of flower petals, creating a colorful, fragrant atmosphere.

"Kid, this here is the Formation set by old Emperor Sky White, right beneath this lake," the black donkey said, pulling out a vibrant blue pearl from seemingly nowhere.

The pearl hovered above the donkey’s hoof and drifted in front of Ling Feng, "This is a Water-Repelling Pearl, this Divine Beast will lend it to you for now. Remember to return it to this Divine Beast after you’re done, or I’ll bite you to death!"

While speaking, it even barked several times, putting on a fiercely evil demeanor.

Ling Feng took the Water-Repelling Pearl, feeling utterly speechless: Is this black donkey a donkey or a dog?

"Hold the Water-Repelling Pearl tightly, then follow this Divine Beast down." The black donkey instructed before plunging into the lake with a "splash." Immediately, a translucent membrane formed around it, repelling the water and leaving its body completely dry.

Ling Feng, holding the Water-Repelling Pearl, also jumped down and followed behind the black donkey.

The black donkey dove straight down hundreds of meters. The lake was very clear, but, unfortunately, devoid of any fish—it’s no wonder the black donkey had been complaining about not having eaten meat for centuries.

The lake was extremely deep, and Ling Feng followed the black donkey as they dived down over five hundred meters before finally reaching the lake bed.

No wonder the black donkey had given him a Water-Repelling Pearl; at over five hundred meters underwater, the air was thin, and the pressure immense, something he currently couldn’t withstand.

Treading on the soft mud at the bottom, the black donkey strode forward, and Ling Feng quietly followed behind without saying much.

The further they progressed, the more Ling Feng felt the surrounding nature’s spiritual energy growing richer.

Zi Feng couldn’t help but exclaim, "Could it be that there’s a Primordial Stone Vein here?"

With a deep breath, Ling Feng felt his injuries healing somewhat.

After what felt like half a tea time, the black donkey finally stopped, turned its head back towards Ling Feng and pursed its lips, "Kid, this is the place. You go ahead in. Emperor Sky White set up a Prohibition here; this Divine Beast can’t enter."

"Is that so?" Ling Feng touched his nose and nodded slightly, "Alright, then I’ll go in myself."

"Kid, you better not play any tricks, or you’re dead!" the black donkey threatened, raising its hoof.

"Don’t worry, just keep watch here. How could I play tricks? I’m going in now!"

With a light smile, Ling Feng strode towards a cave at the bottom of the lake.

After passing through a pitch-black tunnel, the scene before his eyes suddenly opened up.

Countless Luminous Pearls were embedded in the walls, illuminating the entire space.

On the rock walls, Ling Feng could vaguely see a bright, shiny vein resembling a long dragon coiling around the area.

Just a swing of a pickaxe would unearth Primordial Stones!

Ling Feng swallowed hard. Elder Yao had given him several hundred Primordial Stones before, but compared to the vein here, those were insignificant!

Primordial Stone veins were extremely precious; even the Royal Family of the Sky White Empire only managed a dozen or so such veins, mainly of poor quality.

But the vein Ling Feng was looking at now was completely made up of Primordial Stones. There was no need for refining or removing impurities—any random piece dug up was a Primordial Stone!

Just by inhaling more of the spiritual energy lingering in the air, the True Qi within Ling Feng’s body started to stir uncontrollably, as if it couldn’t be suppressed and was about to open the third meridian at any moment.

Ling Feng surveyed his surroundings and took a long while to calm his excited heart. Suppressing the urge to stay and mine there, he walked into a cave ahead.

As soon as he stepped inside, Ling Feng felt that the density of the spiritual energy seemed to increase significantly. It seemed that a special Formation was gathering the spiritual energy of the mineral vein, creating a Gathering Spirit Array.

"Are all these peculiar patterns on the rock walls the array patterns of the Formation?"

Ling Feng took a look around and then continued forward.

Before long, Ling Feng finally reached the end.

"There’s no path ahead. This must be the end of the vein," Ling Feng took a deep breath and exclaimed in admiration, "The spiritual energy here is ten times denser than outside the cave, and a hundred times stronger than the outside world. Cultivating and breaking through here would be perfect!"

Just as Ling Feng was looking around, pondering how to find the Sealing Array of the Mist Ghost Forest,

suddenly, a very old voice appeared in the vast space, "Has it been centuries? Did that donkey finally let someone in here again?"

"Who’s there? Who is it?" Ling Feng’s heart tightened, and he immediately drew out the Ten Directions Annihilation, holding it across his chest.

"Young man, you need not worry. I will not harm you," the old voice said with a hint of pride, "An eighteen years old bone age, a dual-path Martial Artist, mediocre aptitude. But it seems you have a Water and Fire Dual Spirit Body. Well, well, let’s let you try."

After that, Ling Feng felt an invisible suction force firmly grabbing his body and dragging him into a distorted space.

Zi Feng quickly transformed into a flame and retreated into Ling Feng’s Dantian.

In an instant, that distorted space turned into a black vortex, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Feng was completely sucked into the vortex and disappeared.

"Where is this?"

After a brief blindness, Ling Feng saw light again and found himself on a huge platform suspended in mid-air, about thirty meters wide.

In the center of the platform stood a statue of a dignified human clad in Battle Armor, wielding a Long Sword. Though it was just a statue, it exuded a formidable aura that involuntarily made one want to worship.

As Ling Feng’s mind wandered and his legs slightly bent,

suddenly his eyes felt a burning sensation, and like Thunder exploding in his mind, a high-pitched howling sound resounded. Follow current novels on NovᴇlFire(.)nᴇt

Ling Feng jolted awake, and when he looked at the statue again, it didn’t seem so unreachable anymore.

"Strong-willed, that’s a commendable trait," the old voice sounded again, "Young man, welcome to my Daoist Hidden Land."

"Daoist Hidden Land?"

Ling Feng was momentarily stunned, but quickly realized that the so-called Daoist Hidden Land referred to the legacy left by some powerful figures before their death.

Had he accidentally entered the Daoist Hidden Land of a human powerhouse while trying to decipher the Formation, immediately from the Mist Ghost Forest?

According to what the black donkey had previously mentioned, this human powerhouse could very likely be Emperor Sky White!

Ling Feng took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and shouted, "Who is speaking? Don’t hide in the shadows!"

At that moment, the statue emitted a moon-white light, and then an old man in a gray robe appeared, with the robe engraved with the symbols of heavenly stems, earthly branches, and the Yin Yang Taiji, giving off an aura of an Immortal.

Compared to the statue’s heroic, domineering presence, this old man seemed amiable and approachable.

"Are you Emperor Sky White?" Ling Feng asked, staring at the gray-robed old man.