Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

Heifeng hid at the edge of the white fog along with everyone else, and witnessed with his own eyes the power of Long Ling's illusion technique, which made him feel deeply amazed.

He knew that Long Ling's strength was unfathomable, but he didn't expect that his illusion skills could reach such a superb level.

In the fog, the illusion of the dragon spirit not only successfully confused many monks and made them fall into the carefully laid trap, but also at the critical moment, it used the power of illusion to create all kinds of horrific scenes, causing the monks to step into deeper danger without knowing it.

Heifeng stared ahead and saw the phantom of the dragon spirit looming in the fog, sometimes turning into a hideous stone statue, sometimes into a wandering fighting spirit. At certain moments, the power of the phantom even made the entire ancient battlefield seem to come alive, exuding a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

"The boss's methods are truly astonishing."

Heifeng whispered to himself, his eyes filled with both awe and intense envy.

“If he hadn’t made the decision, and had lost the support of Dragon Spirit, I’m afraid the Black Clan’s heritage wouldn’t have fully awakened in his body.

This has led to a powerful transformation in one’s own strength.”

However, Heifeng also knew that the reason why Long Ling could control the illusion so easily was not only because of his powerful cultivation, but also because of the special environment of this ancient battlefield.

This place is filled with the remaining power of the Ancient God Sect, providing a rich source of energy for Dragon Spirit's illusion.

Just as Heifeng was deep in thought, Long Ling's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

“Heifeng, don’t be distracted.

Although these monks have fallen into the controlled trap, the secrets of the Ancient Divine Sect ruins are far more complicated than imagined.

We need to be more careful to ensure that the plan goes smoothly.”

Heifeng nodded, knowing that what Long Ling said was true.

Although they have gained a certain advantage, the power and secrets hidden in the ruins of the Ancient God Sect are still full of unknowns and dangers.

"Don't worry, Boss."

“Always be vigilant to ensure that there are no surprises.”

Heifeng responded firmly.

Although the conversation between the two was brief, it revealed the deep trust and tacit understanding between them.

They knew that only by working together could they obtain enough ancient symbols in this forbidden land created by the statues of the Ancient God Sect and exchange them for the inherited treasures of the Ancient God Sect.

Heifeng and Long Lingdongren stood in the mist and looked at the image in the white mist mirror. They saw the cultivators who were led here by the jade slips and were experiencing all kinds of strange illusions.

"Dengdengdeng..."

The sound of harsh footsteps echoed in the mist-shrouded jungle ruins, worrying the minds of many monks.

As everyone went deeper into the fog, they gradually discovered that this ancient battlefield was not dead silent.

Shrouded in mist, it seems that countless ancient secrets and dangers are hidden.

Each step seemed extremely heavy, as if the land beneath his feet still lingered with the heroic spirits of the Ancient Divine Sect’s warriors.

They passed through ruins and occasionally saw some broken weapons and armor. These relics were engraved with strange runes and emitted a faint light, as if telling of their former glory.

But when the monks tried to approach or touch these relics, they suddenly felt a strong repulsion, and several monks were even slightly injured.

"These relics cannot be touched lightly. They are closely related to the heroes of this ancient battlefield."

The old man reminded, his eyes revealing a deep respect for this land.

As the crowd continued to move forward, some blurry figures began to appear in the fog. They wandered among the ruins like ghosts.

When the monks tried to approach, the figures suddenly disappeared, as if they had never existed.

“These may be the residual souls of the Ancient God Sect’s warriors.

Guarding this land, not allowing outsiders to easily invade. "

A female monk whispered, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the fog, followed by a strong vibration from the ground, as if something was waking up.

Everyone's heart tightened, and they stopped and began to prepare for battle.

As the vibration intensified, a huge stone statue slowly rose from the ground. Its face was ferocious and its eyes were flashing red light, as if it was a god guarding this ancient battlefield.

"Be careful, this is the guardian of the Ancient God Sect, and his terrifying power should not be underestimated."

The old man warned, a hint of solemnity in his voice.

The stone statue suddenly moved, waving its huge arms and attacking everyone.

The powerful force was accompanied by vibrations that made the entire space tremble.

The monks quickly dispersed, each casting spells and using magical weapons to engage in a fierce battle with the stone statue.

During the battle, everyone discovered that the statue's weakness was its eyes, which were the source of its power.

Under the old man's command, several monks concentrated their strength and attacked the stone statue's eyes.

After a hard battle, the stone statue finally collapsed with a loud bang and turned into a pile of rubble.

As the stone statue fell, the fog began to dissipate, revealing a wider space.

In the center of this space stands an ancient altar, emitting a faint light, which seems to hide some mysterious power.

"It looks like the treasure is there."

The old man pointed at the altar, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

However, just as everyone was about to approach the altar, beams of light suddenly appeared around the altar, forming a huge formation.

A powerful suction force came from the formation, trying to suck everyone in.

"Oh no, this is another trap!"

The old man exclaimed, and quickly directed everyone to use their skills to counter the suction of the formation.

With the joint efforts of everyone, the suction force of the formation was finally suppressed.

But at this time, he found that the light on the altar was getting brighter and brighter, as if some powerful existence was about to wake up.

“We must act quickly, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.”

The old man said in a deep voice, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

The monks knew that there was no way to retreat and could only move forward bravely. Because the mist could block the detection of spiritual consciousness, after entering this place, the reserved marks were silently erased.

Now I have no sense of direction at all and can only move forward based on my feeling.

The monks held their magic weapons tightly and continued to move forward with extreme caution in the fog.

Led by the old man, the monks passed through the formation that was gradually dispersing in the fog. Their steps were heavy and firm, and their hearts were filled with awe.

However, as they continued to delve deeper into the ancient ruins, a shocking scene unfolded before their eyes.

In a vast square, there stands a huge statue, the magnificence of which shocks all the monks.

It was a terrifying figure with a human head and a snake body. His face was solemn and his eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if they contained endless wisdom and power.

Its snake body coiled around the square, and every scale shone with a mysterious light, as if telling an ancient legend.

What was even more shocking was that this horrific figure was holding a ball of mud in his hand. As he blew gently, the mud slowly changed and gradually formed a human figure, as if it was creating life.

This scene made all the monks feel incredible. They had never seen such magical power before, and they couldn't help but feel deep awe in their hearts.

"Is this the creator of the Ancient God Sect?"

A young monk asked in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

The old man was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

“In the legends of the Ancient God Sect, there is indeed such a supreme being.

It is called 'The Creator' and has the power to create and destroy the world.

But this is just a legend, we cannot be sure whether what we see is true or not. "Although the monks were full of doubts and uneasiness, they knew that since they had come here, there was no turning back.

They must face it all, whether it is a real test or an illusion.

At this moment, the terrifying figure with a human head and a snake body seemed to have noticed the arrival of the monks. It slowly turned its head, and its gaze penetrated the heavy fog and fell directly on everyone.

There was no trace of emotion in those eyes, but they made all the monks feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Be careful, it might attack us!"

The old man warned loudly and quickly set up a defensive formation.

However, the horrifying figure did not attack immediately. Instead, it slowly opened its mouth and made a low and melodious sound.

The sound seemed to contain some mysterious power, which made the monks feel dazed, as if their souls were cleansed.

“Is it speaking to us?”

A female monk asked doubtfully.

The old man shook his head, indicating that he had no idea what the sound meant.

But as the sound continued, the surrounding fog began to dissipate, revealing more scenes.

It is a group of ancient buildings, each of which exudes a sense of vicissitudes, as if witnessing the changes of countless years.

"It seems that this sound has the effect of purification and guidance."

The old man analyzed in a deep voice.

"We may be able to find the path to the treasure through this sound."

A young monk looked in another direction with shining eyes.

After hearing this, the monks held their magic tools tightly and followed the mysterious voice, going deeper into the ancient ruins step by step. They didn't know what secrets the mysterious statue held, especially whether there was any opportunity at the location indicated by the voice. No one knew.

But they have no choice but to believe it, and now they can only go ahead with it.

In a corner of this illusion, Heifeng and others were already stunned. The statue with a human head and a snake body gave them a mysterious feeling.

Especially the secret of human origin revealed, which has never appeared in the history of the universe's cultivation world.

At this moment, whether it was the Black and White Devils, Qingyun, or the newly subdued cultivators such as Wang Mang and Chen Gong, they all looked at Long Ling with horror on their faces.

They didn't know what kind of terrifying background Long Ling had that he knew the origin of mankind.

"Boss, who exactly is that powerful man with a human head and a snake body?"

Long Ling stared at the terrifying figure with a human head and a snake body with a deep gaze. He spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible awe in his voice.

“This is the legendary goddess Nuwa, known as the Holy Mother of the human race on earth.

In ancient legends, the goddess Nuwa created humans out of clay, gave them life, and refined five-colored stones to mend the sky.

When everyone heard this, the shock on their faces became even greater. Although they had high levels of cultivation, they still felt extremely shocked and incredible about this existence from ancient mythology.

"Mold people out of clay, and repair the sky with colorful stones."

Wang Mang murmured to himself, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Are these legendary things all true?"

This kind of legend is missing even in the world of cultivation, and it is impossible to verify whether it is true or false.

But the aura emanating from the statue of Nuwa, the Holy Mother of the human race, cannot deceive people and gives people an extremely mysterious feeling.

Chen Gong also had a look of doubt on his face, looking at Long Ling as if seeking more answers.

"Boss, if Nuwa is so great, why have we never heard of her existence before?"

Long Ling shook his head slightly, his eyes still fixed on the huge statue.

"The existence of Lady Nuwa has long transcended the boundaries of time.

Her story is recorded only in the oldest texts.

Moreover, these records were often regarded as sacred treasures by later monks and were completely hidden. "

Elder Qingyun also interrupted at this moment.

“Yes, in our cultivation world, although there are many legends about ancient gods, most of them are considered fictional.

However, what we saw today could not find even a single word.

I'm afraid the boss's origin is extremely terrifying, so he has such a mysterious collection of books."

The Black and White Devils looked at each other, their eyes were equally filled with shock, but more of it was the desire for power.

They exchanged a few words in low voices, then turned to Long Ling.

"Boss, if this Nuwa really exists, she must be extremely powerful..."

Long Ling waved her hand to interrupt their conversation, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

"The power of Lady Nuwa cannot be easily guessed."

Everyone nodded, knowing that there was a deeper meaning in Long Ling's words.

The portrait of Nuwa creating human beings in the ruins of the ancient divine sect hides a terrifying mystery. The fact that it can be seen is a mysterious opportunity and destiny.

In the mysterious illusion mirror, Long Ling and others saw the monks who broke into the forbidden area, and followed Nuwa's guidance to a square.

There was a ray of light rising from the ground, forming a light gate.

"You have already entered this place, let's go in over there."

The old man said in a deep voice, and took the lead to walk towards the light gate.

Everyone followed closely behind him, passing through the light gate and arriving at a completely new space.

This place is full of vitality and vigor, which forms a sharp contrast with the desolate and foggy world outside.

Here, they saw lush green forests, clear streams, and various exotic flowers and plants. Everything seemed so harmonious and peaceful.

"There is such a huge medicinal field here?"

A female monk exclaimed, her voice full of surprise.

The monks looked around and nodded.

"The magical medicines in the medicine field are extremely strange. They are all pink in color, and the fragrance of the medicine is strong and permeates the air, giving people a very magical feeling."

The monks walked through the medicinal fields and found that every pink flower here contained powerful vitality. Some flowers and plants could even automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and grow abnormally lushly.

"The spiritual energy here is incredibly rich. If you can practice here, your cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds."

A young monk in the crowd sighed.

However, the old man reminded.

“Don’t let the sight before you confuse your mind.

Although this place is full of vitality, it also hides unknown dangers.

Our goal is based on the message conveyed in the jade slip.

The goal is to obtain the treasures that are forbidden by the Ancient God Sect."

Everyone nodded, knowing that there was a deeper meaning in the old man's words.

"Boss, didn't you say that this is the core of the ban?

Why is there no response? "

At this moment Heifeng saw that the monks in the medicine field all had red cheeks, and asked curiously.