I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

In the world of supernatural tales, Zhang Yangqing was not surprised by this scene.

He strolled into the awe-inspiring bat cave as if he were visiting his own backyard.

Wherever he went, the bats retreated like a tide, desperately squeezing into deeper and higher places, wishing they could embed themselves in the cracks of the rocks to make way for him.

Zhang Yangqing's goal was clear: the rules mentioned that places where bats "used to inhabit" might be safe, and this place was clearly their old nest.

He wanted to search the cave thoroughly to see if these creatures, who had been dwelling deep within the mine for years, had collected anything special, or if the cave itself held any secrets.

He even walked to a rock wall where dozens of bats, feigning death, were densely packed, blocking a somewhat peculiar-looking recess behind it.

Zhang Yangqing pointed to the groove and said calmly to the group of bats that were pretending to be dead, "Move them a bit."

The bats seemed to understand, or perhaps they were simply frightened.

They actually flapped their wings and hurriedly tumbled and scrambled off the rock face, squeezing into a more crowded spot to make room for Zhang Yangqing.

The main selling point is "listening to advice".

Zhang Yangqing reached into the groove and pulled out several dull-colored but strangely shaped metal fragments, as well as a small piece of strange mineral that seemed to be naturally formed and had starlight flowing inside.

Although its specific purpose is unknown, the fact that these strange bats have hidden it in their lair suggests that it is no ordinary item.

He casually put it away and continued exploring the cave.

This once again proves a truth: in the face of absolute power, even the most ferocious and bizarre creatures will become "reasonable" and even "understanding".

If you have enough strength, they can not only understand what you say, but also exceed expectations and complete simple commands like "make way".

After looting the place, Zhang Yangqing didn't linger and turned to leave the bat cave.

The bats only dared to cautiously reopen their eyes after his presence had completely vanished, and they looked at each other as if they had just experienced a nightmare.

The countdown on my wrist has less than half an hour left.

Zhang Yangqing's gaze became even more profound.

He sensed that not far ahead, there seemed to be some extremely faint "fluctuation" that was completely out of place with the surrounding environment.

Zhang Yangqing knew that his luck wasn't exceptional. If this in-depth exploration yielded nothing, he would have no choice but to return.

The subsequent plans will not be affected. First, we will take control of the Qing Tong family, this "newbie village," and integrate resources and manpower before we can study the No. 7 mine in detail.

After all, with more people, a comprehensive search might be more efficient.

He composed himself and continued toward the source of the faint fluctuation.

However, the further they went, the more abnormal the surrounding environment seemed.

First is the sense of space.

The mine should have been a solid rock structure, but Zhang Yangqing vaguely sensed that the space in front of him seemed somewhat viscous and distorted, as if he were walking underwater.

It's like looking at something through a constantly swaying frosted glass; the sense of direction and distance becomes somewhat subtle, which is definitely not a natural phenomenon.

Secondly, the corpses of some strange creatures began to appear sporadically on the ground.

These creatures vary in shape; some resemble enlarged myriapods with shiny black exoskeletons.

Some resemble twisted combinations of plants and animals, their vine-like tendrils not yet completely withered.

Without exception, they all died horribly, as if instantly destroyed by some extremely domineering force, with very few traces of resistance. "Who did this?" Zhang Yangqing wondered.

These strange, dead creatures were all quite powerful, and the fact that they were eliminated so cleanly and efficiently is something that ordinary miners or guards of the Qing Tong family could not have done.

He moved forward cautiously while continuing to ponder the characteristics of the extraterrestrial object.

If this thing "does not belong to this world," then what should its most prominent characteristic be?
The Nine Netherworld is merely a supernatural world of nine-star difficulty. In theory, a plane of this level should not have a 'law' level, or a complete and manifested law power.

The power of laws should appear in higher planes.

There are many kinds of laws: force, sword, space, time, light, darkness, life, and death.
Therefore, if we find an area with a power system that clearly does not belong to this world, that power is likely to be directed at the target.

But which law is it exactly?
What should be least allowed to exist in the underground world?
A sudden thought flashed through Zhang Yangqing's mind, and he remembered the rule that had not yet been fully verified: [Rule 6: Do not trust any sudden, complete light source in the mine, especially light that makes you feel "warm" or "safe".]

Speaking of light? Zhang Yangqing seemed to have thought of something.

The underground world is pitch black, with normal light being extremely scarce.

If traces of the Law of Light appear here, it is extremely illogical, because it violates the underlying environmental logic of this world!

The power of laws can disregard this kind of rule!
The approach is correct, but how exactly do we find it?
In the mine, what "light" is there besides the headlamp on your helmet? You can't exactly stare at the headlamp, can you?

Information from the world of ghost stories is often not easily understood.

If you can't find the light itself, look for the corresponding, inevitable effects or signs of it!
Zhang Yangqing began to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

He soon noticed that one area was distinctly different from the others.

Relatively "lush" plants are growing on the rock walls and the ground here!

Although these plants are strangely shaped, dark in color, with twisted leaves like ghost claws and vines covered with tiny thorns, they are quite "vibrant" compared to the barren or mossy areas elsewhere in the mine.

What do plants need to grow? Photosynthesis!

Even the most primitive plants, adapted to darkness, require extremely weak light to perform some form of photosynthesis or energy conversion.

The unusually lush vegetation in this area indicates that there is a relatively abundant and continuous supply of "light source" or similar light energy!

Zhang Yangqing walked into this area.

The plants here are not only lush, but also exude an indescribable eeriness.

They move automatically without wind, their leaves and vines swaying very slowly, as if consciously, in a certain direction.

A faint, peculiar scent, similar to sandalwood, permeated the air.

Anyone, including experienced miners, would immediately think, "Something's wrong, there's a big problem, get out of here!"

According to traditional Feng Shui, such places with chaotic energy and strange plants are usually regarded as "inauspicious places" or "inauspicious places." They are not only devoid of treasures, but are also prone to breeding evil spirits.

According to miners' experience, this wasteland, which even rats avoid, is unlikely to produce valuable ores.

But Zhang Yangqing thought the opposite.

"Without the continuous nourishment of spiritual energy or special power emanating from a treasure, how could these plants grow to this size? They even show faint signs of 'becoming sentient' or 'mutating'?"

Anything abnormal is demonic, and behind the demonic often lies the true core. (End of Chapter)