Soon, Hun Changqing followed Xing Su to the very bottom of the swamp. The swamp's bottom was pitch black, with strange rocks forming a stone forest. The rocks were densely packed, their shapes twisted and grotesque, giving off an eerie feeling.
Hun Changqing then saw Xing Su gently land on the ground. After looking around the eerie stone forest, she stopped before a seemingly ordinary stone, unlike the other strangely shaped and menacing rocks. Xing Su extended her slender, white fingers and formed a strange hand seal before the stone.
Streams of battle qi swirled and rose from her fingertips, then slowly seeped into the stone.
Hun Changqing watched Xing Su perform this action on the stone, her face expressionless, her eyes flashing with a deep, dark light that made it impossible to guess what she was thinking.
As Xingxiu's fingers moved rapidly, the swamp ground trembled violently, emitting a thunderous roar. The dense, jagged rocks around them crumbled and disintegrated into dust and pebbles, merging into the swamp. Seeing
this dramatic change, Hun Changqing instantly activated his Yin True Qi, filling his entire body. His hands, hidden in his sleeves, clenched slightly, his gaze becoming serious. He was on high alert, ready to act without hesitation at the slightest sign of trouble.
However, the unexpected turn of events that Hun Changqing had anticipated did not occur. As Xing Su landed, the surrounding anomalies ceased. After a brief silence, the seemingly ordinary stone in front of Xing Su suddenly began to melt. The melting stone fragments did not disperse but instead swirled and danced before Xing Su, eventually coalescing into a pitch-black hole.
The hole was incredibly deep and dark, emanating an ancient, desolate aura, like that of a wild wilderness, slowly spreading from its depths, carrying a chilling undercurrent.
The moment Hun Changqing saw the black hole, his pupils contracted sharply.
A spatial passage!
Hun Changqing's heart skipped a beat. Then, sensing the overwhelming, primal aura emanating from the spatial passage, he was overjoyed. This aura clearly indicated the immense antiquity of this spatial passage and the place beyond it—undoubtedly the cave of the Ganmu Saint, who had died ten thousand years ago, as Xingxiu had mentioned. Hun
Changqing was thrilled; a joyful expression graced his fair and delicate face. He seemed to already see the vast legacy left behind by the Ganmu Saint.
Hun Changqing's elation was palpable, and Xingxiu, her back to him, also felt his excitement. A strange smile appeared on her face, and a hint of anticipation flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Aren't you happy? The cave dwelling of the Drywood Saint you've been dreaming of is now right in front of you! Go in, this cave dwelling will definitely give you a big surprise!"
Xingxiu was already impatient. She silently shouted in her heart. She really wanted to see what kind of expression would appear on Hun Changqing's extremely beautiful face when he learned the truth, powerless to resist, and was trampled underfoot by her just like Hun Changqing had done to her before.
"Let's go."
Hun Changqing was staring intently at the spatial passage, completely unaware of Xingxiu's strange behavior with her back to him. He spoke to Xingxiu. The constellation before him slightly turned its head, its face remaining as expressionless as before. It coldly nodded to Hun Changqing before slowly walking into the spatial passage, with Hun Changqing following behind.
Upon entering the passage, Hun Changqing experienced a familiar wave of spatial teleportation fluctuations, followed by a feeling of uncontrollable displacement that made him dizzy. Hun Changqing inwardly cursed,
"No wonder he's the Ganmu Saint from ten thousand years ago; even the space he constructs is so domineering. He could have easily built a stable passage, allowing people to walk to their destination naturally, but instead he chose to forcibly teleport people there. This feeling is truly unbearable."
Just as Hun Changqing was feeling extremely uncomfortable from this forced teleportation, his face turning slightly ashen, a bright light appeared before him, then intensified.
Before Hun Changqing could react, he felt another intense teleportation, a sensation so strong that even this Dou Zun-level expert felt nauseous.
When Hun Changqing regained his senses, he found himself out of the spatial passage. Before he could even assess his surroundings, he quickly reached out and grabbed the dark wall for support.
His legs were numb and weak from the violent teleportation, and his head was spinning, like a lump of paste. Hun Changqing rubbed his temples roughly with his other hand, trying to alleviate the dizziness. After a moment
, Hun Changqing finally recovered from the intense discomfort. He focused his gaze and immediately saw Xingxiu, who seemed no different from usual, standing normally, except that she was gently rubbing her temples with her slender white fingers.
Hun Changqing saw that Xingxiu was now mostly recovered from her previous state. Feeling his still slightly weak thighs, his lips twitched slightly. Then, with a hint of determination, he made a decision in his heart.
"Go back and start cultivating my physical body, get some training,"
Xingxiu said. When she saw Hun Changqing looking at her with a strange expression, she was slightly startled. Had Hun Changqing discovered something?
Xingxiu's jade-like hands clenched slightly, turning pale. Although she could sense the aura of the restriction left by her ancestor, the sensation was very faint. She guessed that she needed to go some distance into the cave before she could use her bloodline to activate the formation. If Hun Changqing discovered her now…
"What's wrong?"
Xingxiu didn't dare imagine the consequences of being discovered by Hun Changqing and asked with a hint of nervousness.