Luo Cheng stared directly at Yin Li, neither humble nor arrogant.
If Yin Li wanted to punish him, there was no need for such roundabout ways.
In the face of absolute power, all struggles are futile.
"Oh? You can actually suppress my Heavenly Cold Realm."
Yin Li gazed at Luo Cheng, her eyes revealing surprise.
While speaking earlier, she had exerted a trace of her Heavenly Cold Realm, yet couldn’t expect Luo Cheng to recover so quickly, unaffected, sothing rely the Eighty Percent Sword Intent couldn’t achieve.
Moreover, she faintly sensed a ripple of soul power.
This made Yin Li even more astonished.
An Awakening Vein Realm expert has just opened their Sea of Consciousness, and their soul power is still very weak, like stagnant water, hard to mobilize, let alone resist her Heavenly Cold Realm.
This is almost impossible.
"Could it be an illusion?"
So many things had happened in just one day that even she found hard to comprehend...
Yin Li continued to stare at Luo Cheng without speaking, her eyes gleaming with insights.
Luo Cheng felt his heart shudder under her gaze.
At this mont, he had already guessed so of the reasons she had co to him, likely related to how he passed the test in Ming Zang Mountain in just one and a half incense stick ti.
Luo Cheng hadn’t thought that without giving his all, he still shattered the record by a wide margin, catching the attention of this top ten true disciple of the Luoxia Sect.
In front of such a formidable figure, the more he spoke, the more wrong he might be, so at this mont Luo Cheng could only feign calmness and keep silent.
The silence stretched on for quite a while before Yin Li suddenly withdrew the oppressive aura around her body and said:
"You certainly have plenty of courage, no wonder you could comprehend the Eighty Percent Sword Intent in such a short ti. We’re not far from the Seven-Colored Spring now, so follow along!"
"Yes!"
Luo Cheng felt a sense of relief and imdiately pushed Mist Shadow Step to its limit, swiftly chasing in the direction where the group had just departed.
"..."
Yin Li watched Luo Cheng’s rapidly receding figure and fell into deep thought, seemingly trying to discern so clue, and after a while, she quietly murmured to herself:
"Awakened a Wasted Martial Soul, yet able to break my record, completely unaffected by my Heavenly Cold Realm..."
Yin Li pondered for a mont, then her figure flashed and she followed, deciding to personally see what mystery Luo Cheng held and whether his luck would continue in the Seven-Colored Spring.
"What a terrifying woman!"
After dashing away for dozens of miles, Luo Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if he had comprehended the Eighty Percent Sword Intent and his strength was close to that of a top Awakening Vein Realm expert, he still felt a mountain-like pressure in front of Yin Li!
She could only be described as unfathomable, quite possibly a Heavenly-level Great Power or even more!
"Heavenly-level Great Power! One day I will reach such a realm and stand shoulder to shoulder with these beings!"
A flash of determination appeared in Luo Cheng’s eyes as he ignited with fierce fighting spirit. Although this ti he narrowly escaped danger, being suppressed by Yin Li’s aura was ultimately not a pleasurable experience.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Cheng accelerated forward.
Soon, Luo Cheng caught sight of Yan Qingshuang and her group in the distance.
"Luo Cheng, what did Senior Sister Yin Li want with you?"
Before Luo Cheng could get close, Yan Qingshuang ca forward to ask.
"Nothing much, just asked so questions."
Luo Cheng shook his head, remaining tight-lipped.
Ahead, Qi Yue frowned deeply upon seeing Luo Cheng unhard.
She had thought that when Yin Li summoned Luo Cheng over, he would surely be punished severely, but nothing happened.
At this mont, the leading Luoxia Sect Elders stopped suddenly.
"We’ve arrived."
Below lay a lake surrounded by small islands of varying shapes, so like water snakes, others shaped like gourds, emanating a foreboding aura, with a dense colorful mist enveloping the lake, giving off an eerie vibe.
"Is this the Seven-Colored Spring?"
Luo Cheng was sowhat surprised.
This place was suffused with a heavy murderous aura, exuding a terrifying air, not like a Cultivation Secret Place but more like a dangerous treacherous land!
"Not here."
Yu Lanxin, who had been here once, smiled slightly and pointed at the lake below, "The Seven-Colored Spring is underneath."
"Underneath?"
Luo Cheng was taken aback.
At this ti, an Elder said, "Follow along!"
Splash!
With that, he channeled his Protective Essence Energy, directly diving into the lake.
Luo Cheng imitated this, exercising his Protective Essence Energy, following the group under the water.
The underwater scene was shadowy, devoid of any light or sound, the silence becoming sowhat eerie.
Fortunately, everyone’s cultivation was at least at the Awakening Vein Realm, relying on their sharp senses, they all subrged downward.
The lake seed unfathomably deep, with them descending for nearly half an incense stick ti and still not reaching the bottom. Eventually, those from the Luoxia Sect, whose cultivation was relatively lower, found their Protective Essence Energy compressed by the overwhelming water pressure until it shrank by a significant margin.
Who knows how much ti passed, when Yan Qingshuang’s group was struggling to continue, a huge vortex suddenly appeared ahead of them.
"Enter!"
The Luoxia Sect Elders entered the vortex directly.
Luo Cheng hesitated not, and with a flash, he followed suit.
Splash!
Upon entering the vortex, Luo Cheng felt the world spin around him, then his body lightened as he erged from the water.
This was not the original water surface, but one beneath the water!
Before him was an expansive underwater space, stretching indefinitely.
The entire space was vacant, dimly lit, directly below was a lake with a diater of several hundred feet, its surface swirling with a seven-colored aura, looking chaotic yet radiant, an invisible force making the surrounding air thick like water.
"A lake within a lake! This is the Seven-Colored Spring!"
Luo Cheng took a deep breath, just gazing at the lake induced illusions in his mind, hard to extricate from!
Concentrating his spirit, the illusions in Luo Cheng’s mind quickly dissipated, and as he looked around the Seven-Colored Spring, he beca even more shocked.
The vast space around the spring was littered with countless skeletal remains.
Most of these skeletons were decayed and fragnted, so even turning to dust, making it hard to identify what they were in life, with only a rare few being relatively intact.
These intact bones, after countless years, still glead brightly, exuding an indescribably powerful aura, so were human, so humanoid with a single horn on the head, or with wings on their back, or possessing multiple arms!
There were also the bones of Demon Beasts, with claws as large as mountains, their previous form unimaginable!
Not just Luo Cheng, Yan Qingshuang, and other first-ti Luoxia Sect disciples were all left dumbfounded by the sight before them.
Core Elder Ling Lan said, "You must have heard the rumors about Mingxia Lake being an Ancient Battlefield. These rumors are not unfounded. Our Luoxia Sect’s founding patriarch chose this ancient battlefield as the site to establish our sect."
"An Ancient Battlefield! Does that an these remains have existed for over ten thousand years?" A Luoxia Sect disciple exclaid.
Elder Ling Lan gently shook her head, "It’s more than ten thousand years; at least a hundred thousand years, perhaps even longer."
"A hundred thousand years!"
"Heavens!"
The surrounding was filled with gasps of breath.
Even Luo Cheng was deeply shaken.
After a hundred thousand years, even a Star-level Treasure would decay, turning to dust with the passing of ti, yet these bones hadn’t disintegrated, what kind of beings were they in life!
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