Amid a stretch of barren hills.
Yao Yao descended from the sky, landing atop a towering pine. Her green robes fluttered around her delicate figure as her cool gaze turned toward a bald, desolate mountain not far away, where Origin Energy was sparse. That was where the jade slip had marked the Six-Colored Treasure Land.
This region was barren and impoverished, belonging to no sect or faction. The appearance of a Six-Colored Treasure Land here was suspicious in itself. After a brief observation, Yao Yao sensed no obvious signs of an ambush, but her keen intuition still raised a faint warning in her heart.
However, thinking of the four Six-Colored God-Building Treasures Mo Lin still "owed" her, as well as the vast resources he would need for future cultivation, a trace of determination flashed through Yao Yao's cool eyes. Her graceful body drifted forward like a green leaf, descending directly toward the barren mountain.
Her figure landed lightly upon the rocks. She stepped into the mountain as her Soul Power spread silently like an invisible spiderweb, vigilantly probing her surroundings.
Yet after only a few steps, her willow brows suddenly furrowed!
A subtle yet strange tremor began to rise from the ground beneath her feet! A peculiar fluctuation emanated from deep within the mountain! It was not Origin Energy, but a suppressive force aimed at the soul...
Under that strange fluctuation, Yao Yao keenly sensed that her vast and mighty Soul Power had become somewhat sluggish. Even her range of perception had been greatly compressed!
Bzzzz—!
An enormous light barrier shot into the sky without warning, enveloping the entire barren mountain! Runes flowed across its surface, radiating an unusual power that suppressed the soul!
At the same time, dense emerald-green poisonous gas poured wildly from the cracks in the barren