The Grotto-Heaven Land

In the dense forest where a hundred ghosts roam at night, Zhang Xuezhou felt the world change in an instant.

In an instant, everything grew larger.

Rong Li even transformed into a female giant who was a hundred feet tall.

The world cannot expand to enormous size in an instant; even in a dream, such a drastic change is rare.

Zhang Xuezhou's mind snapped to attention.

But in the blink of an eye, he found himself in a mud pit.

"Croak, it's you?"

In the mud, a golden toad the size of a millstone spoke in a human voice, and then transformed into human form amidst the croaking of frogs.

"Give me back my clothes!"

A human form appeared, revealing Jin Wanliang with snow-white skin.

Jin Wanliang covered his genitals and shouted at Zhang Xuezhou.

"Where are your parents? And that old Daoist priest, where did you put my clothes?"

Jin Wanliang stared at Zhang Xuezhou, and only when he heard a slight cough from behind did he shudder.

"Ancestor, I've caught the group that stripped me of my clothes," Jin Wanliang said.

"This mortal's heart has no power; immediately bring over the cultivator we just captured!"

The voices behind him ignored Jin Wanliang's words and instead kept urging him on.

"Ancestor, they stripped me of my clothes, and they broke all my techniques of turning stones into gold and using my sleeves to control the universe!"

Jin Wanliang mustered his courage and pointed to his naked body behind him.

"They skinned me alive!" Jin Wanliang cried out in anguish. "Can't you give me just a little time? I want my skin back, and I want to regain my skills!"

"Hurry! I was injured by Jin Chang, then ambushed by Young Master Li, and then poisoned with the Five-Flower Five-Insect Poison by the Daoist Kongxu. On the way, I ran into this plague god Jin Chang again. My body can't take it anymore!"

In the distance, a golden toad the size of a fist responded with a gurgling sound.

"Golden Toad Dharma King!"

The response was brief, interspersed with language that Zhang Xuezhou found difficult to understand, but Zhang Xuezhou still quickly identified the person he was dealing with.

Zou Bugui to fake his death to escape from the clutches of the Golden Toad Dharma King, and Zhang Xuezhou felt a chill run down his spine.

If the problem isn't resolved quickly, he'll likely die here.

The Golden Toad Dharma King sent Jin Wanliang to pursue Zou Bugui, his primary objective being to take the cultivator's life to heal his injuries.

Currently, I am just a newly Realm Entry cultivator, which meets the other party's basic needs for consumables.

"I only Realm Entry a month ago. A human like me wouldn't be strong enough for the medicinal effects, would I?" Zhang Xuezhou shouted. "Look at those ginseng roots! Who would harvest a small ginseng that's a year and a half old? Everyone waits at least three to five years for them to grow before picking and eating them!"

"Give me back my clothes! Where did you hide my clothes?!"

"You've been injured by several people; someone as insignificant as me wouldn't be able to plug the hole at all. Eating me would be a waste!"

"Tell me quickly, where did you put my clothes? If you tell me, I, Jin Wanliang, will give your body a grave. I, Jin Wanliang, always keep my word!"

"Look at me! My magical Law Power is so weak, it's completely useless!"

Jin Wanliang spoke his mind, Zhang Xuezhou spoke his Zhang Xuezhou, and the Golden Toad Dharma King lay quietly on a rock in the center of the mud pit.

After shouting and yelling for a while, no one responded to the question.

This sent a chill down Zhang Xuezhou's spine.

He looked at the mud pit, which was hundreds of meters in diameter, and then at the gray sky.

He didn't know where he had arrived, nor how to leave.

Even if he had two legs, Zhang Xuezhou had nowhere to escape.

Mud and rocks—that was the terrain he saw.

Besides these, there were two powerful demons, a pile of bone fragments, and Wang Baoli, who was clutching his chest and panting softly.

Blood mingled with the mud, staining the mud near the Golden Toad Dharma King a deep red.

Zhang Xuezhou felt a chill run down his spine, as if he could see his own fate soon to come.

"Let me out, and I'll tell you where that golden robe went!"

After more than ten seconds, Zhang Xuezhou was forced to face Jin Wanliang.

"Impossible. We don't have the ability to capture cultivators right now. You've come all this way to our door, we can't let you leave," Jin Wanliang said. "But I can guarantee you, as long as you tell me the whereabouts of that garment, I can leave you a whole corpse and even build you a grave!"

"Incompetent? How incompetent are you right now?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Our ancestor can't move, and Master Jin's Law Treasure and Law Technique have all been broken. He can only fight cultivators in the Meridian Circulation Realm and Blood Penetration Realm. He can't handle anyone with a slightly higher cultivation level!"

Jin Wanliang was quite honest, but this information was of little use to Zhang Xuezhou.

Being able to defeat cultivators at the Meridian Circulation Realm and Blood Penetration Realm means that Jin Wanliang can easily crush him.

Wang Baoli's swift and decisive death was also due to this reason; the villager they had been chasing was dealt with by Jin Wanliang in an instant.

The overwhelming superiority of high-level cultivators over ordinary people was undeniable.

Even with the advantage of using a lower-level opponent to defeat a higher-level one, dealing with Jin Wanliang would require at least a combination like Zhang Zhong and Lady Yourong to utilize the martial artists' fierce striking power to counter Jin Wanliang's Technique Method abilities.

Zhang Xuezhou clearly does not possess these qualities.

If Jin Wanliang were to stick out his tongue, his body would inevitably suffer severe damage.

The reason Zhang Xuezhou was still able to stand here, avoiding the same fate as Wang Baoli, was simply because Jin Wanliang wanted to get information from him about the whereabouts of the Golden Toad Robe.

If he were to reveal the fate of the Golden Toad Robe, Zhang Xuezhou would be dead very, very soon.

This is a question he cannot possibly answer.

However, Jin Wanliang was not the owner of this area.

Zhang Xuezhou's gaze repeatedly drifted to the golden toad on the rock in the center of the mud pit, but the Golden Toad Dharma King clearly did not respond to him.

"Don't look down on the Ancestor. If the Ancestor says he'll give me some time, he'll give me some time. He won't pay any attention to you at all," Jin Wanliang said. "And don't think you have the ability to leave here. This is the Ancestor's secret realm. Unless the Ancestor allows it, no one can let you out."

What are secret caves and hidden lands?

"This is one of our ancestor's most prized treasures. It allows for instantaneous concealment and is a top-tier means of survival," Jin Wanliang said proudly. "Living here is no different from living outside. As long as we can survive on our hunger, we can stay as long as we want!"

"Cough cough!"

The Golden Toad Dharma King, who was to ensure that Jin Wanliang would have some time, let out a slight cough.

Jin Wanliang was clearly led astray by the young man.

Although such topics cannot change the fate of young people, the Golden Toad Dharma King dislikes this tedious waiting.

If he could devour a cultivator's heart, it might restore a sliver of his vitality.

Feeling the curses, knife wounds, and poison wounds within his body, the Golden Toad Dharma King was helpless.

Given his current physical condition, he would need a lot of replenishment to recover to his peak, and there is even a possibility of permanent damage, making it difficult for him to regain his former strength.

But as soon as he thought of the missing and hard-to-find Ten Yin Holy Son, the Golden Toad Dharma King felt that the physical pain was nothing, and the decline in his strength could only be put aside for the time being.

He needed to quickly regain a sliver of mobility before he could find the whereabouts of the Ten Yin Holy Son.

Only if the Ten Yin Holy Son are safe can he be safe.

Otherwise, the Golden Toad Dharma King dared not imagine the consequences he would have to bear.