Wanyao Youyun

Chapter 154 Formation Eye

Feng Huan was not in a hurry to leave, he spent some time to adapt to the new realm and level of strength. Whether in the gravity zone or the weightless zone, he could easily perform various martial arts and fly freely at low altitude.

"I don't know how my flying ability will perform under normal external conditions! However, this place is enough for me to get familiar with the new level of power. It's time to move on." Feng Huan said to himself.

Just as Feng Huan returned to the ground and was thinking about which direction he should go, a faint hissing sound suddenly came from his mind. At the same time, the phantom silk larvae in his blood became unusually active, as if guiding him in the right direction.

"Could it be that this larva has sensed the location of its own tribe? If so, I will explore in the direction it indicates!" Feng Huan decided to trust the larva's guidance.

As Feng Huan continued to move forward, he found that the force field here was abnormally chaotic. Sometimes, he just entered a state of weightlessness, and the next moment it would become a state of weight gain. This unstable force field gave people a sense of confusion, but it also increased the fun of exploration.

After traveling up and down for most of the day, Feng Huan arrived at a large canyon. In the middle of the canyon was a small hillside surrounded by dense jungle. Feng Huan could sense that there were quite a few adult phantom filaments in it.

"Finally I found the place. Let's see if there are any cocoons first."

“Boom…Crack…”

Feng Huan was just about to go to the jungle to check, when the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook, accompanied by a loud noise, and the small hill in front of him was gradually rising.

"What the hell?"

Seeing the hillside getting higher and higher, Feng Huan was a little at a loss, but at the same time he was ready to escape at any time.

"Oh, it looks like a giant phantom filament worm."

Not long after, the hillside stopped rising, and the shape looked similar to the fantasy filamentous worms seen before, but many times larger.

Two long tentacles stretched out from the bottom of the hillside, like two eyes, looking down at Feng Huan.

Suddenly, the surrounding scene changed. Feng Huan was no longer in front of the fog, nor was the giant phantom silkworm. Instead, there was a vast battlefield, where countless strange creatures he had never seen before were fighting fiercely, and the shouts of killing resounded through the sky, deafening. But the strange thing was that he could not understand what these creatures were saying at all. This war affected a huge area, and the battlefield was littered with corpses, which was a horrible sight.

At this moment, a huge rock was knocked away in the fierce battle and smashed straight towards Feng Huan. He was shocked and instinctively wanted to use his body skills to dodge, but was surprised to find that his body could not move. In desperation, he had to quickly swing the sword in his hand, and the Water and Sky Sword Technique was instantly displayed, forming a blue water curtain. However, unexpectedly, the boulder was not blocked by the water curtain at all and passed through it directly. What surprised Feng Huan even more was that the boulder then passed through his body without any hindrance and finally hit the ground behind him, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Is all this fake?" Feng Huan was confused.

In a flash, Feng Huan returned to three years ago. He was still the prince of Zhongding, eating, drinking and having fun with Dongfang and Ximen every day. But this time he was no longer a bystander, and he didn't even have any memory of what happened next. Just like history repeating itself, he lived a leisurely life every day until his fourteenth birthday, when Pian Pian blocked all the pursuers alone in order to let her escape. Feng Huan suddenly woke up.

Looking at the pair of tentacles looking down at him again, Feng Huan returned to reality, broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously took two steps back.

"If it wanted to kill me, I would have died countless times. Is this its skill? It's too horrible, even a god's body can't resist it!" Feng Huan held the sword in his hand and stepped back a little again. It would always be safer to keep a distance. It was really a bad feeling to have your fate completely dominated by others.

"Little guy, don't be nervous or afraid. I have no ill intentions!" When Feng Huan was thinking about what to do next, a telepathic voice came to his mind.

"Are you talking to me?" Apart from Yin Ya, Feng Huan had never encountered a ferocious beast that used human language to communicate with him. Even the fifth-level Feng Luan couldn't do it before, so he was not sure that it was the huge fantasy silk worm in front of him that was talking to him.

"Yes, it was only because I had just woken up and could not control my power well that I caused you to fall into the illusion. I had no intention of attacking you." It continued to explain.

"Oh!" Feng Huan nodded without comment.

"Do you know where this place is?"

"Here? Misty Swamp, Zhuyao Wilderness, Sealed Demon Continent, Dragon Rising Continent!"

Feng Huan wasn't sure what concept it was asking about, so he mentioned so many names in succession.

"The mainland? Haha, this is the place of survival left after the Great Destruction! It's a pity that I don't remember many things. I think a large part of my memory has been erased."

"I only remember that I was rescued when I was about to die, and brought here, waiting for the right time to come..."

"Let's not talk about that, little guy. I sense that there is a little offspring of mine in your body. You probably came here to solve this hidden disaster!"

"Yes, can you help me?"

"Of course, it's just a small matter."

After saying that, its antennae trembled slightly, and the larvae in Feng Huan's body left through his acupoints and jumped into the jungle next to him.

"However, with your current level of cultivation, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave this fog!"

"Do you have a solution?" Feng Huan immediately heard the hidden meaning.

"This is a formation center. The Demon Sealing Continent you mentioned is actually a large formation sealing place. Misty Swamp is one of the formation centers. There are seven more formation centers like this, located in the eight directions of Demon Sealing Continent. There is also a large formation center in the center. The nine formation centers together form this huge sealing formation."

"If you want to get out of here, just break through this formation."

"Will it be dangerous for me to break this array? What impact will it have on the Demon Sealing Continent after it is broken?"

"If you go, there shouldn't be any danger. After breaking the core of the formation, the power of the seal will be weakened a little, but other than that, there shouldn't be any other impact."

"What do you mean it won't be dangerous for me to go? Does it mean it will be dangerous for others to go? And why is this place sealed?"

"With your current level of cultivation, knowing more will not do you any good. Besides, I've said that my memory is incomplete, and I can't remember many things."

"After I break the formation here, I won't let you out to harm us!"

"I am the guardian of the center of this formation. After the center of the formation is broken, I can leave and will not stay in your continent. I will also take these descendants to find my people."

"There's no need for me to lie to you. If I want to harm the continent, I can do so at any time. I can leave this foggy swamp, but I just can't leave this continent."

Seeing that Feng Huan still didn't believe it, Huan Si Chu continued to explain.

"You are not a species from Longxing Continent? Can you still leave the continent?" Feng Huan had never heard of such a thing and seemed very surprised.

"Of course!"

"Okay, how do we break the center of the formation?" Feng Huan thought about it and felt that it should be no problem. Even if it was just for his own escape, he had to break the center of the formation.

"You come with me."

The huge fantasy silk worm slowly shrank to the same size as an ordinary one, turned around and went deeper into the fog. Feng Huan immediately followed closely behind it.

……

In front of Feng Huan's eyes was a deep blue water area that looked calm, with thick white fog still covering the surface of the water. This was the center of the formation. The illusionary silkworm told him that there was a magic sword under the water suppressing the formation center. He only needed to pull out the magic sword and the formation center would be broken immediately.

But the temperature of this water is very low, reaching about minus 100 degrees, but it will not freeze. It is a special kind of water. This should be considered a test set by the sealer. Without the ability to enter the water, it is impossible to take away the sword.

After extracting the blood of those people, Feng Huan broke through his cultivation level and took the awakening pill made from the water-attributed Ink Lotus. His ice power had reached about minus sixty degrees Celsius. He was not sure if he could withstand the test here.

However, whether it was to leave here or to get the underwater holy sword, he wanted to go down and give it a try.

As the technique was activated, the power of ice quickly spread, completely enveloping Feng Huan's body. He stepped into the water cautiously, and a bone-piercing chill came over him like a tide, instantly enveloping his body. This chill violently collided with his body-protecting true essence, eroding each other, and also merging with each other.

The further he went down, the lower the water temperature became and the colder it became. When he descended to a depth of about ten feet, he felt a little tired and decided to stop temporarily and float in the water.

However, he did not just endure the cold quietly, but used his heart to feel and comprehend the mystery. Fortunately, the temperature here was extremely low, and there were no creatures in the lake to interfere with his understanding.

Half a day passed, Feng Huan tried to dive again. After diving another ten feet, he stopped again.

In this way, stopping and walking, after a day and a night, Feng Huan finally reached the bottom of the lake.

The bottom of the lake was empty, with no grass growing. Only a lonely sword stood there, exuding an aloof aura.