Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

However, before he could act, the yarn ball-like strange insect suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Yuanjing quickly scanned the area with his divine sense, only to see that the beast had already darted ten zhang away in an instant. It didn't try to evade his divine sense, allowing Zhang Yuanjing to clearly see its trail.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't have time to think and immediately communicated with the Source Stone, urging it to quickly follow.

He was certain that this insect couldn't have discovered his existence. The reason for its actions was likely that it couldn't see through what the Source Stone was, perhaps even mistaking it for another strange insect, and wanted to lure it to a certain place.

As expected, the strange insect never concealed its trail, but rather burrowed through the earth at a leisurely pace. If the Source Stone got too far away, it would even slow down to wait.

Before long, the strange insect passed through the range of the great formation from underground and headed outside the formation, towards the northern side of the continuous mountain range.

However, the strange insect didn't emerge from the ground but continued north. After traveling for a quarter of an hour, it had far exceeded the range of the colorful dense forest before heading upwards.

After a few breaths, the strange insect disappeared from the earth and went above ground.

Zhang Yuanjing hesitated slightly, then hardened his heart and drove the Source Stone out of the ground as well.

This was beneath a mountain wall, with three sides planted with neat rows of bamboo and one side a smooth stone wall. In the middle were three thatched huts, and in front of the huts was half an acre of pond, with green leaves covering the surface and lotus flowers blooming, emitting a fragrant aroma.

The strange insect was nowhere to be seen, and it was unknown where it had gone.

Zhang Yuanjing sent his divine sense towards the thatched huts, but before it reached the door, it was repelled by an invisible force. There was still a protective formation here.

He simply allowed the Source Stone to stop by the lotus pond and waited for the owner of this place to appear.

After a moment, a very domineering divine sense landed on the outer shell of the Source Stone, attempting to penetrate inside. Having received Zhang Yuanjing's order, the Source Stone naturally blocked this divine sense on the surface.

The divine sense repeatedly probed many times, but seeing that it couldn't break through the protection on the surface of the stone, it stopped trying.

After a few breaths, a creaking sound was heard, and the wooden door of the middle thatched hut opened, and a middle-aged cultivator walked out.

This person looked to be in his forties, with a dark face and his features squeezed together. His eyes were gloomy, as if he were full of suspicion towards anything that appeared before him.

He looked at the Source Stone suspiciously, not approaching, but observing from afar, continuing for half a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, he sneered, took out a three-foot flying sword from his storage bracelet, and struck it towards the Source Stone.

"Dodge into the earth!"

Zhang Yuanjing transmitted the thought to the Source Stone.

The Source Stone, of course, didn't want to be beaten and readily complied, immediately avoiding into the earth.

"Eh!"

The middle-aged cultivator exclaimed in surprise, then revealed a look of joy. However, the hand seals in his hand didn't stop, and he drove the flying sword directly into the earth to pursue.

The Source Stone continued to drill downwards. Before long, it reached a depth of a hundred zhang.

The middle-aged cultivator was also intent on testing how deep the Source Stone could dive into the earth, pouring the magical power in his dantian into the flying sword, pushing the sword to continue chasing after it.

However, no matter how deep his magical power was, the flying sword, after reaching a hundred zhang, was already at the end of its strength, and it was very difficult to even move an inch.

Zhang Yuanjing's mind raced, and he immediately ordered the Source Stone to take the initiative and swallow the flying sword into its belly.

At this time, all of the middle-aged cultivator's divine sense was focused on controlling the flying sword. Not expecting the Source Stone to suddenly dart over, before he could react, he lost his mental connection to the flying sword.

He was greatly shocked and quickly covered the Source Stone with his divine sense. But it was too late, and the gap that the Source Stone had opened had already closed.

His divine sense circled the outer shell of the Source Stone, but he didn't discover anything.

A look of hesitation flashed in the middle-aged cultivator's eyes, and he made a "gugu" sound.

Immediately, a four-legged beast covered in scales walked out of the house and lay prostrate at his feet.

This beast was about three feet long, with a slender body, thicker than a snake, but with a beast-shaped head, similar to a wolf. Its eyes were gray, and its gaze was as cold as frost.

The middle-aged cultivator pointed to the location of the Source Stone in the earth and gave a low shout. The four-legged beast immediately darted forward, plunged into the ground, and quickly broke through the soil layer, rushing towards the Source Stone.

This was another strange insect, and it was also good at burrowing into the earth.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but suspect that this person was raising strange insects, specializing in dealing with enemies in the earth, which seemed somewhat targeted at him.

This person didn't know if he was that Lin Huan. If it was this person, he couldn't let him go.

The sooner he figured out the source of the strange insects, the safer he would be. Otherwise, when the time came, if he couldn't find the place of the demonic insects that the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace spoke of, then he might be locked into the furnace and never come out again.

In a few breaths, the four-legged beast arrived in front of him.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't entangle with it in the earth, but drove the Source Stone up to the ground again, aiming directly at the middle-aged cultivator.

The middle-aged cultivator smiled coldly, and with a whistle, another emerald green flying insect came out of the house. Along with it, there was also the yarn ball-shaped strange insect.

Perhaps feeling that these were not enough, after a moment, the middle-aged cultivator summoned another strange insect, which was a colorful butterfly, its wings spread out, like a large bird.

As soon as the yarn ball-shaped strange insect came out, it burrowed into the earth, blocking the path ahead of the Source Stone, as if it wanted to collide head-on with it.

The emerald green flying insect and the colorful butterfly danced around the middle-aged cultivator, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, and a strong floral fragrance gradually filled the air.

Zhang Yuanjing knew that the opportunity would disappear in an instant. If he couldn't take down this middle-aged cultivator with lightning speed, given the cleverness that the person revealed, there would definitely be no chance again.

He could only take a gamble that this person was Lin Huan.

"Boom!"

The Source Stone, like a fired bullet, directly blasted a large hole in the soil layer near the ground, killing towards the middle-aged cultivator.

The middle-aged cultivator waved his hand, hitting out a spirit talisman, which bloomed in the air, with gray-white flames radiating in all directions, like a fire net, covering the Source Stone.

The Source Stone didn't avoid or give way, and crashed into the fire net. Its speed immediately decreased, and after barely rushing forward two zhang, it bounced backwards.

The fire net hadn't extinguished and stuck to it like a maggot on a bone.

At the same time, the four strange insects, front and back, besieged him.

"Whoosh!"

Yellow sand filled the sky, enveloping a space of more than ten zhang in radius, trapping the four strange insects within it. It was only a little short of covering the middle-aged cultivator.

The middle-aged cultivator's pupils shrank, revealing a look of horror, and he quickly retreated, wanting to hide in the thatched hut.

At this moment, a pure black umbrella, suddenly moved to the top of his head like a ghost, and an earth-shattering power fell, instantly fixing him in place, so that he couldn't even open his mouth to shout.

At this time, Zhang Yuanjing flew out of the Source Stone and landed in front of the middle-aged cultivator.

With his back to this person, he sacrificed the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace (replica) and gave a soft shout.

The furnace flew into the raging sand, and before long, it captured all four strange insects and flew back in front of him.

In front of the middle-aged cultivator, Zhang Yuanjing raised the Yin and Yang fires, refining all four strange insects, and then let the Source Stone swallow those gray particles, before turning around to look at this person.