Sun Lingtong controlled the Wandering Dragon, tracking these suspicious-looking hooded black-robed monks.

The Wanli Wandering Dragon shrunk to the extreme and became invisible, shuttling through the mountains and forests without making a single sound.

Sun Lingtong gradually penetrated deep into the giant tree of Tianzhu.

The rocks on the surface of the giant tree are quite thick, accompanied by countless plants, and the vegetation is quite dense.

The whining sound of the wind kept coming, like a ghost crying.

Under the intertwined shadows of the plants, there seemed to be ghosts or monsters hiding in ambush, which made Sun Lingtong very energetic.

Following the journey, none of these hooded black-robed monks discovered the Wanli Wandering Dragon.

This was not beyond Sun Lingtong's expectation.

This is all because the cultivation level of this group of people is relatively low. The leading leaders have foundation-building cultivation level, and most of the rest are just Qi-refining monks.

"Another cave...there are already fifty or sixty of them, right?"

"The number of caves in this Giant Wood Mountain is extraordinary."

Sun Lingtong had just overlooked it from a high altitude, and now he went deep into one of the giant Tianzhu trees and discovered more details.

This giant wooden mountain is covered with large and small caves, like dark mouths, silently watching the people passing by.

The strange thing is that every once in a while, a large amount of dark wind blows out from the cave, making different sounds. Some are low whimpering sounds, which make people's hair stand on end, and some are like roaring sounds like a tide, which are so loud that they make people scream.

Do not block the ear openings.

The hooded men in black robes move quickly and lightly, like ghosts in the night, moving forward silently.

When they reached the mountainside, they stopped for the first time.

Several leaders took out maps or tokens one after another, and after comparing them with each other, they jointly chose a nearby cave.

The men in black robes filed in.

Sun Lingtong followed closely behind.

The entrance to the cave was pitch black, with only a faint light emitting from the magic weapon in the hands of the man in black, barely illuminating the road ahead.

At first, there was thick moss on the cave walls, exuding a damp and decaying smell, and there was a suffocating sense of depression in the air.

But as we go deeper, the stone walls of the mountain road become smooth and empty.

A deep dead silence enveloped the entire mountain road.

Suddenly, someone in black robes in front stepped on scattered stones, making a slight sound.

In an instant, all the black-robed monks stopped and stood motionless, like stone statues.

They all glared angrily at the monks who made the noise, and some even showed murderous intent.

The body of the black-robed monk who made the mistake began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this scene, Sun Lingtong became more and more curious: "What on earth are these people going to do? It seems that they are very scared, as if they are afraid of waking anyone up."

The structure of the mountain road is extremely complex, extending in all directions, like a huge maze. Sun Lingtong concentrated on it and silently recorded the scene at every fork in the road.

A specific road map is imprinted in his mind. His judgment and memory ability on paths and directions have been cultivated since he was a child, and he is quite outstanding.

A familiar feeling arose in Sun Lingtong's heart. This complex terrain reminded him of the days he had experienced in Huoshu Mountain.

"Compared with the tunnels in Huoshu Mountain, the tunnels here are obviously more than ten times more complicated and winding."

"However, although these mountain roads are intertwined, the terrain will not change drastically. Unlike the tunnels in Huoshu Mountain, an eruption or ground shaking will cause large-scale changes in routes."

"If you walk a few times on terrain like this, you will eventually be able to thoroughly explore it."

The deeper you go, the wider the mountain path becomes, and there are no stalagmites, stalactites, etc.

This abnormal landform feature also made Sun Lingtong secretly pay attention.

After about a cup of tea, the hooded people in black came to a huge cave hall.

The ceiling of the cave is high and the surrounding stone walls are smooth.

Only the leading group of people, holding the magic weapon, always emitted a weak light and could barely see. This was obviously intentional.

At the other end of the cave hall is a huge cave entrance that has never been seen before.

The entrance to the cave is as dark as ink, like an ancient behemoth opening its mouth, waiting for prey to come in, giving people the feeling that a huge crisis is hidden.

The black-robed monks began to set up formations.

A huge circular formation was carved on the ground, and then everyone stood in the large and small formations of the circular formation.

The men in black whispered spells, and the fluctuations in spiritual power became stronger and stronger, causing the entire cave hall to tremble slightly.

Sun Lingtong tried to identify this magic circle, but failed.

He found that the shape of this magic circle was very different from the mainstream magic circle, and it was filled with many divine inscriptions, so winding and winding that it was impossible to identify anything.

Sun Lingtong waited patiently.

The magic circle was activated to the extreme, emitting a faint light.

The faint light is like smoke, drifting into the huge hole directly in front.

But as time passed, there was no movement or change.

Some of the Qi Refining monks who were standing in the formation were unable to hold on any longer and became anxious.

They did not dare to communicate loudly, so they relied on magic circles, spiritual thoughts, and spiritual consciousness to communicate that they could not hold on any longer and needed to stop and rest.

However, the bosses at the foundation level did not care.

The Qi Refining monks realized something was wrong and wanted to break out, but they struggled hard and were restrained by the formation eyes.

When Sun Lingtong saw this, he immediately knew that this magic circle at least had the ability to offer sacrifices.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the Qi Refining monks shriveled up and finally became completely loose. A pile of skin, flesh, internal organs, etc. fell to the ground, and all the bones in the body were removed and turned into sacrifices.

But there was still no movement at the entrance of the cave.

The remaining foundation-building monks looked at each other, then took out their daggers, aimed at themselves and stabbed them hard.

They committed suicide at the same time, turning their entire bodies and bones into sacrifices, pushing the power of this magic circle to the highest level.

However, it still doesn't work!

The remaining four monks had to gradually stop the magic circle and use their spiritual consciousness to communicate one by one.

Sun Lingtong was incapable of eavesdropping, so she felt itchy and unbearable.

He speculated in his mind: "These evil monks are probably coming here to communicate with a powerful existence."

But what exactly is this existence?

Sun Lingtong's eyes were gleaming, she was still hesitating in her heart, but her hands had already started to move.

He controlled the Wanli Wandering Dragon and quietly slipped into the huge hole.

This mountain road is quite wide, and its length is much shorter than Sun Lingtong expected.

And the journey was peaceful and without any danger. At best, it was just a little darker.

At the end of the mountain road, there is a stone block the size of a house.

The stone is as round as a ball, with a very smooth surface, and a slight residual vitality, giving off a hint of aura that is higher than the Nascent Soul level.

Sun Lingtong's heart was pounding: "It's higher than the Nascent Soul level. Could it be said that this is a master of the God Transformation level?"

He felt very excited.

If it were Ning Zhuo, he would never venture into the cave to investigate. But Sun Lingtong likes adventure and pursues excitement by nature.

But it was too exciting.

Cold sweat broke out on Sun Lingtong's forehead, and he carefully urged Wanli Youlong to retreat slowly.

The Ten Thousand Miles Wandering Dragon is only at the Nascent Soul level, and if it is put under the nose of a powerful person at the Transformation God level, the chances of being discovered are very high.

However, when Sun Lingtong retreated halfway, he took the initiative to stop.

"Wait a minute, it seems... it seems... it seems..."

"This master of transformation is dead?"

He observed carefully and used the detection methods of Wanli Wandering Dragon to conduct observations.

After a moment, Sun Lingtong had a complicated and weird look on his face.
Chapter completed!