Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Yang Qian's eyes were as sharp as torches as he stared at the three turtle shells, with an inquiring look in his eyes that he did not conceal at all.

A few "bang bang" sounds were heard, and Yang Qian flicked his fingers lightly, and several purple sword auras shot out in an instant.

The sword energy was extremely sharp, carrying a heart-pounding force, and several holes of varying depths appeared on the turtle shell.

A strange scene appeared!

The largest turtle shell seemed extremely fragile in the face of this powerful sword energy. The sword energy penetrated it directly, leaving a transparent hole, and the texture inside the turtle shell was clearly visible.

The smallest turtle shell was only pierced half an inch by the sword energy, as if it had just been touched lightly.

The holes in the tortoise shell, which are several feet in size, appear to be three or four inches deep, revealing its internal structure vaguely.

Yang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully observing the holes on the tortoise shell, and gently touched the marks with his fingers. He muttered to himself thoughtfully: "The texture and hardness of this tortoise shell are indeed different. It seems that there are many mysteries contained in it."

Then, he mobilized the magic power in his body again, condensed a ball of purple light in his hand, and slowly approached the turtle shell.

The moment the light touched the turtle shell, a faint ripple appeared on the surface of the shell, as if echoing with this force.

Yang Qian nodded slightly, seeming to be quite satisfied with the result. He shook his sleeves, and a brilliant purple cloud rolled out. The purple cloud was like a lively ribbon, wrapping the three tortoise shells.

The three turtle shells suddenly spun in the rosy glow and shrank countless times in an instant, becoming as small as dust.

Yang Qian stretched out his hand and grabbed them out of thin air. With a flash of light in his hand, the three turtle shells disappeared and were put into his storage bracelet.

At this moment, suddenly there was a loud sound of birds singing on the sea in the distance. The sound was sharp and piercing, breaking the original tranquility.

Yang Qian was startled and looked up subconsciously, then frowned and a strange look appeared on his face.

I saw a huge monster ten feet long appearing on the sea ahead at some point. Its upper body was the shape of a dark-skinned man, with a bone fork in each arm and a ferocious face, but its lower body was no different from a giant squid, with extremely thick tentacles looming on the sea.

This squid-like monster opened its mouth and spewed out streams of dark light, wrapping up hundreds of scarlet strange birds and sucking them into its mouth one by one, as if it was enjoying a delicious meal.

Those strange birds struggled desperately in the glow of the sunset glow, but they could not break free at all, and most of them were swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

The strange thing is that the turtles that witnessed this scene stayed quietly on the beach and did not look panicked, and the giant monster did not intend to move the turtles at all.

Yang Qian quickly pondered the origin of this monster in his mind, but the monster in front of him was probably only an eighth-level monster, so he was naturally not afraid of anything. He just stood there with a frown and watched everything.

In fact, in the spiritual world, the so-called monsters and ancient beasts are just a rough classification.

For the human race in the spiritual world only, ancient beasts generally refer to the animal creatures that were born and raised in the spiritual world.

Demonic beasts, however, mostly refer to a species of beasts formed by the large number of offspring left behind and bred by demon cultivators who ascended from the lower realms, among which there are also many other low-level ancient beast species that are accepted and accommodated.

For ancient beasts, although most of them cannot awaken their spiritual intelligence in their lifetime, they all possess one or several innate magical powers without the need for cultivation, and their strength is extremely powerful.

The situation is the opposite with monsters. As long as they are not species that are impossible to open their spiritual intelligence, such as beasts with special heritage or insects, they can generally open their spiritual intelligence. However, the innate magical powers they cultivate are usually far inferior to the power of ancient beasts.

Of course, there is no strict distinction between ancient beasts and demon beasts. Once some ancient beast races living near humans and demons awaken their intelligence, they will take the initiative to lead their tribe to join the demon race after weighing the pros and cons.

Or when some ancient beasts are noticed by demon or human cultivators, they will be forcibly tamed and taken into their tribe.

Since then, they have also become a branch of the monsters.

Therefore, Yang Qian did not feel anything strange when he saw the monster in front of him. He just stood there with his hands behind his back, quietly floating in the air with an indifferent expression.

After a while, the huge and terrifying monster in the sea swallowed up the seabirds easily like a greedy giant mouth. Its huge tentacles excitedly whipped the sea surface a few times, causing waves and splashing water, making a deafening sound.

After lashing the sea surface, the huge head of the sea monster turned down and suddenly saw Yang Qian in the air nearby.

Yang Qian had been carefully restraining his breath before. The monster was careless and only focused on enjoying the prey in front of it, but did not notice that there was another person in the sky above the beach.

But a strange scene appeared. When the monster saw Yang Qian, its ferocious and terrifying expression changed drastically. Its face showed a look of extreme fear, as if it had seen the most terrifying existence in the world. After a low and trembling roar, its body shook and instantly turned into a rolling black gas, diving into the sea at lightning speed.

Then, countless jets of inky black fog emerged from the bottom of the sea. The fog was so thick that it spread rapidly like surging ink, instantly dyeing the sea water within a few miles into a pitch-black and turbid state. The entire sea area seemed to be plunged into endless darkness, making it impossible to see anything at all, as if it was covered by a thick black curtain.

"This monster actually ran away." Yang Qian's eyes moved slightly, and his pupils flashed blue light. The blue light was like the bright stars in the night sky, instantly penetrating the heavy black fog. His eyes were extremely sharp, like a sword that could see through everything, and he saw the situation below clearly.

The giant squid monster was seen several miles away in the depths of the sea, desperately trying to escape into the sea. Its huge body was rapidly shuttling through the sea water, causing a series of whirlpools and turbulent currents. It was obviously frightened by Yang Qian and just wanted to escape from this terrible place as soon as possible.

"Still want to run?" Yang Qian snorted coldly, his face darkened, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. His eyebrows were tightly knitted, and a fierce aura emanated from his body. The wings behind him lit up, and the light shone brightly. Just as he was about to activate the wind and thunder wings to escape into the void and catch the monster, he suddenly heard an inexplicable long roar from the deep sea.

The roar was like thunder, deep and unusual, causing ripples in the surrounding air. Then, Yang Qian felt a strong and unusual demonic energy appear in the depths of the sea more than ten miles away. The demonic energy was surging and seemed to be as powerful as that of a Divine Transformation cultivator.

When Yang Qian heard the roar, he was stunned, his eyes narrowed instantly, and he stared at the source of the roar without blinking, with a hint of hesitation on his face. He stood there, motionless, thinking quickly in his mind.

After a moment, the astonishing demonic energy released from the sea merged with the squid monster, and then went to the deep sea without hesitation. Yang Qian shook his head and sighed lightly. The wings that had just appeared behind him disappeared again in a flash. His expression returned to calm, and he thought to himself: "Although I am not afraid of a demon beast of the God Transformation level, it is not advisable to rashly fight with a creature of the same level when I first arrive in such an unfamiliar place."

After looking into the depths of the sea for a while, Yang Qian suddenly emitted a dazzling light. He moved and suddenly turned around and rushed towards the south.

After a moment, the purple rainbow transformed by Yang Qian was like a bright meteor, crossing the sky, and in the blink of an eye it appeared in front of a huge, lush and endless mountain range.

This mountain range is like a sleeping dragon, winding and stretching to the end of the sight, connecting with the blue sky and white clouds, majestic and spectacular.

At the edge of the mountain range, the light of escape faded, and Yang Qian's figure appeared. He landed firmly on the ground, like a light leaf falling, without stirring up a trace of dust.

"It's quite nice here."

Yang Qian stood there with an upright posture, and began to look at the large mountain range in front of him.

From afar, this mountain range is filled with tall, steep and precipitous peaks, one after another, so densely packed that it seems impossible to tell how many there are.

Some of those peaks pierce the sky like sharp swords, some stand tall like giants, and some look like prone beasts, with various shapes.

Between the peaks, clouds and mist lingered, like a dream, as if covering these peaks with a mysterious veil. Although he had not yet entered, he could already smell a fierce aura from the mountain, which was like the remaining pressure of an ancient giant beast, which surprised Yang Qian a little.

However, at the same time, the spiritual energy in the mountains was as dense as substance, turning into wisps of white mist visible to the naked eye, slowly flowing through the mountains. Just standing on the edge of the mountains, one could feel the majestic spiritual energy rushing towards them, making one feel refreshed. However, the spiritual energy in the mountains was much denser than outside.

This point alone did not give Yang Qian any time to think about it. He drove the escape light again and flashed into the room.

In order not to attract attention, Yang Qian suppressed his light very low, and the light was like a faint firefly in the night sky, looming. He also slowed down his speed and passed by the waists of the mountains.

He was in the escaping light and released his divine consciousness, which was like an invisible tentacle, always covering everything within a few miles.

At the same time, Yang's eyes were as bright as lightning, looking around constantly, not missing any details, and his mind was constantly recalling the records in the original book.

After flying only a thousand miles into the mountains, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Yang Qian's face. That surprise was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.

"Spiritual medicine! There are so many of them!"

He couldn't help but blurt it out, his voice full of uncontrollable excitement.

This mountain range is actually filled with magical herbs and trees everywhere.

Some of those spiritual herbs grow tenaciously in the cracks of cliffs, some sway in the wind beside streams in quiet valleys, and some bloom quietly under the shade of ancient trees. The spiritual trees also have different shapes, some are towering into the sky, and some have winding branches.

Although most of them were located in some extremely dangerous places, and most of them were low-level spiritual medicines, the number of them was so large, like stars in the sky, countless, which still made Yang Qian overjoyed.

After all, he was just passing by in a hurry. If he could calm down and search carefully, with his experience and keen perception, he would definitely gain a lot in this mountain range.

I think there should be quite a few high-level spiritual medicines hidden in the deep mountains and valleys.

In addition to the elixirs, the number of wild animals in the mountains was far beyond Yang Qian's expectations.

Groups of animals of various shapes were seen moving through the mountains and forests, some running and playing, some lowering their heads to look for food, and some vigilantly observing their surroundings.

Some animals are huge and majestic, while others are small and cute. Their figures appear and disappear in the mountains and forests, adding infinite vitality and vigor to this mountain range.

Yang Qian even accidentally witnessed a thrilling and brutal battle between two groups of beasts.

When he was flying over a relatively flat valley between two huge mountains, he suddenly heard deafening ape cries and wild roars similar to those of wild beasts from the two mountains. The sounds rose and fell, resounding through the sky, as if to shake the entire mountain range.

Then, many two-meter-tall white-haired giant apes suddenly emerged from a giant mountain. They were agile and muscular, led by a giant ape whose entire body was golden and looked like he was wearing golden armor, holding sticks, stone clubs and other things, and rushed towards another giant mountain opposite with great momentum.

The golden giant ape's eyes were spitting fire and it kept roaring, as if it was boosting the morale of the tribe behind it.

From another mountain, a group of ferocious beasts with bull heads and lion bodies rushed out like a tide.

The leader was a monster that was many times bigger than its peers. Its huge body was like a small mountain, and the ground trembled with every step it took. Its sharp fangs flashed with cold light, and its ferocious eyes revealed endless cruelty and brutality.

"The Bull Beast and the Weeping Snow Ape? They don't seem to be similar."

Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and a thoughtful look instantly appeared on his face. He frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, and quickly recalled the records and descriptions of the Niu Mang Beast and the Weeping Snow Ape that he had seen before. In his mind, he secretly compared the characteristics of the monsters in front of him with the two monsters in his memory.

"The Niu Mang beast should have a more robust body and more powerful hooves and claws. Although these are similar, they are slightly different. The fur of the Weeping Snow Ape should be purer and its call should be clearer and louder. These are also inconsistent with the ones in front of us, especially the golden one."

As he thought about it, Yang Qian shook his head and said to himself:
"Although these two monsters are very similar to the Bull Beast and the Snow Ape in my memory, upon closer inspection, they are not those two monsters. Could they be variants unique to this place? Or are they new species that have never been recorded?"

Yang Qian was also slightly curious, and cast his gaze towards the fierce fighting battlefield again, wanting to observe it again. (End of this chapter)