Silver Water Moon Flood Dragon! Opportunity Beneath the Cliff!

If it weren't for the urgency, Zhang Xuanchen would have liked to dig up the spiritual spring directly.

And this towering tree, though it has not developed sentience, is definitely no ordinary thing to have grown to such a size.

It is an excellent material for crafting magical Law Artifact and building houses.

However, he had already memorized the location and would come back again in the future.

"Xuan Chen, hurry! I sense a powerful aura rushing towards us at breakneck speed!"

"Good!"

Zhang Xuanchen dared not be careless. He put away the Artifact Spirit pot, and used the Breath Concealment Technique. The Xuanjing then added another Method Formula to him.

They flew swiftly away from this place, heading towards the location of Peach Blossom Spring.

Not long after Zhang Xuanchen left, a young man with silver hair, a tall and straight figure, and a pair of silver horns on his forehead appeared in the cave of the Berserk Demon Ape.

Its eyebrows and eyes were sharp, its pupils were icy silver, and the corners of its eyes were upturned, carrying the cold arrogance unique to the Flood Dragon race.

Her fingertips were long and slender, her nails gleamed with a silvery sheen, and faint silver scale patterns appeared on her wrists when she raised her hands.

At this moment, he frowned deeply, closing his eyes to perceive everything around him.

"Humans? How could humans unleash the aura of True Dragon?"

Although it is weak, it is undoubtedly True Dragon!

"Did he cultivate some kind of Cultivation Method, or does he possess True Dragon treasure?"

Thinking of this, a look of greed and intense killing intent flashed across the young man's sinister pale face!

Its ability to evolve from a lowly First Stage Silverback Snake to Silver Water Moon Flood Dragon and become one of the overlords of the Dark Night Forest was not only due to luck, but also to its extraordinary wisdom and ruthless killing.

They will get their hands on any treasure that is beneficial to them, no matter what.

"They've got quite a few tricks up their sleeves, managing to shield themselves from this Yao King's senses. This ant-like human has some fortuitous opportunity."

However... I will remember this aura.

Looking forward to meeting you, hehe...

Laughter still echoed inside the tree hollow, but the body had vanished without a trace!

The sky was azure, with wispy white clouds drifting by.

In the Dark Night Forest, the tall trees blocked out the light, making the entire forest appear unusually dark.

A figure darted swiftly through the forest, continuing on despite being breathless with exhaustion.

Looking at Zhang Xuanjing, whose shoulders were tense and whose face was etched with worry, I couldn't help but ask:

"Xuanjing, what is it that makes you so wary?"

"A Flood Dragon in the Nascent Soul Early Stage!"

"What!

"The wind is strong, let's get out of here!"

Upon hearing Zhang Xuanjing's words, Zhang Xuanchen was greatly alarmed and desperately squandered the little spiritual energy he had left.

He immediately stuffed the Second Stage Purple Spirit Ganoderma he had just obtained into his mouth and began refining it while running.

If they catch up to us, we're definitely going to die here!

He was no match for Nascent Soul Early Stage!

"Damn it! Why would Nascent Soul Realm Flood Dragon appear here?! This is unbelievable!"

Zhang Xuanchen cursed under his breath.

Seeing his expression, a smile appeared on Zhang Xuanjing's tense face, and he said:

"It's possible that the dragon's might you released when you used the Divine Dragon Hegemony Body Art made that guy sense it."

But this is a good thing for you too.

"What good news? He's almost dead, and you call that good news?"

Zhang Xuanjing smiled and replied, "Don't worry, as long as you don't do anything reckless, that guy won't be able to sense your presence."

Moreover, that Flood Dragon had just strolled around here, and its imposing aura terrified even the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core Demon Beast, who dared not even peek out.

"You've had a smooth journey all the way, how can that not be a good thing?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanchen realized that he had not encountered any Demon Beast along the way.

From this perspective, it is indeed a good thing.

It really is true that fortune and misfortune are intertwined.

Noon.

Following the directions in his mind, Zhang Xuanchen arrived at a cliff.

We're not far from Peach Blossom Spring, but to continue, we must jump off the cliff.

Yes, you heard right, jumping off a cliff!

Standing on the edge of the cliff, watching the summer wind Black Mist swirling around him, and the eerie winds rolling in, Zhang Xuanchen couldn't help but swallow hard.

If they encounter danger during landing, they'd be no different from sitting ducks.

Xuanjing looked at Zhang Xuanchen standing on the edge of the cliff, looking eager to try, and said in disbelief:

"Brother Chen, the fortuitous opportunity you sensed isn't at the bottom of this cliff, is it?"

Or is there something troubling you that makes you want to jump off a cliff and commit suicide?

"Go away! Don't talk nonsense!"

What do you mean I want to commit suicide? I'm not even nineteen yet, what could I possibly be thinking about that's making me unhappy!

I can sense that the fortuitous opportunity lies right below.

"Xuanjing, can you sense what's happening below?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanjing carefully sensed the surroundings.

He said in a deep voice, "This is a place Spirit-Severed Land, meaning that Spiritual Qi and Demon Qi cannot be used at the bottom of the cliff."

As for whether there is any danger, I cannot detect it.

This Black Mist can block my detection.

Brother Chen, I suggest we retreat. We might as well give up this fortuitous opportunity.

My life is at stake, I need to be careful!

Zhang Xuanchen did not reply; having come all this way, how could he turn back!

Even if it's dangerous, there are ways to survive. Would Immortal Fate Information really lead him to his death?

If other cultivators can take it, why can't Zhang Xuanchen?

He grabbed the Xuanjing and leaped off the cliff.

His body plummeted rapidly; the cliff face was bare, devoid of any vegetation.

They were also unable to use their own spiritual power to fly.

The cold wind blowing between the cliffs stung his skin, and his Daoist robe, made of First-grade Top-tier materials, was constantly being torn apart.

Before long, all the clothes on his body were torn to shreds.

Helpless, he could only cover his private parts with his hands to protect them from the ravages of the cold wind.

Judging from the damage I received, this attack from the Yin Wind was roughly equivalent to a normal attack from Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

Fortunately, he had cultivated the Divine Dragon Hegemony Body Art to the Second Revolution Mid Stage Peak.

Otherwise, before he even reached the bottom, he would have been reduced to a skeleton by this eerie wind!

Thump!

Zhang Xuanchen plunged into an extremely murky lake that reeked of a foul odor.

Grass!

So cold!

This water is full of skeletons!

I forced myself to stay awake and quickly swam ashore!

"Ugh~"

"Vomit!"

Once ashore, Zhang Xuanchen was hunched over, vomiting incessantly.

Zhang Xuanjing considerately stepped forward and patted his back.

This made Zhang Xuanchen blush. "Xuanjing, could you please excuse me for a moment? I'm not wearing any clothes right now."

"What are you avoiding? I've lived all these years, what haven't I seen?"

Harmful..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Xuanchen controlled her to return to his own sea of consciousness.

Although it was Artifact Spirit, it couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed to be wandering around naked.

The surroundings were pitch black, and even with his Foundation Establishment Middle Stage level strength, his visibility was a pitiful three meters.

However, no danger was observed.

Let's clean ourselves up first.

With a thought, Zhang Xuanchen entered the Myriad Spirit Ring.

He jumped into the Spirit Lake and quickly washed himself.

It wasn't that he didn't want to use the Dust Purification Spell, but rather that he simply couldn't use his spiritual power outside.

After a quick wipe, I put on a worn-out outfit.

With a thought, my body reappeared in the outside world!

Turning his head, he came face to face with a ferocious-looking creature, its skin a dark purple, its body covered in worm-like protruding veins.

The monster's face had no complete features; two bloody slits on either side of its cheeks extended to its ears, and it stared at each other with wide eyes!