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

The three-colored divine light slowly rotated on the mountaintop, so beautiful it seemed unreal.

He looked at his henchman beside him and asked calmly, "The area ahead is very dangerous. Are you scared?"

The underling grinned and patted the knife at his waist: "What are you afraid of? Boss, we're already here, why would we be afraid of dying?"

His eyes were bright, filled with excitement, not fear.

The man with snake-like eyes nodded and strode towards the Fallen Stone Forest.

The younger brother quickly followed, and the two figures soon disappeared into the swirling mist.

Zhang Yangqing had just entered the place he was going to.

Zhang Yangqing led the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes into the strange stone forest.

The fog was thicker than outside, so thick that you could hardly see your hand in front of your face.

The gravel and fallen leaves underfoot crunched and groaned, each step feeling like stepping on bones.

The stone statues appeared and disappeared in the mist; some seemed to be watching them, some seemed to be avoiding them, and some seemed to be walking towards them.

But upon closer inspection, they are still stones, completely still.

Following his own deduced rules, Zhang Yangqing headed east and north.

Every so often he would stop to observe the surrounding stone statues to make sure he was on the right track.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes followed closely behind, holding a holy sword and warily watching her surroundings.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, a fork in the road appeared ahead.

There are two roads, one going east and the other north.

White and blue gravel were scattered along the road to the east.

There were also pebbles scattered along the road to the north, but there was a rather inconspicuous golden stone among the pebbles.

It's not big, about the size of a fist, and it's covered in dirt. You really can't see it if you don't look closely.

Zhang Yangqing walked north without hesitation.

The further in you go, the thicker the fog becomes.

A strong, dizzying odor began to fill the air, like rotting flowers or fermented fruit.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes began to feel dizzy, her steps became unsteady, and the scene before her eyes began to blur.

She blinked hard, but it didn't help; the double vision got worse.

"Big brother, I'm starting to feel dizzy." Her voice was a little unsteady.

Zhang Yangqing stopped, turned around and glanced at her, then looked around at the surroundings.

His gaze fell on a clump of grass growing in a crack in the rock.

The grass was short, only about the size of a palm, with dark green leaves and white veins arranged in a certain pattern, like runes or the characteristics of some kind of herb.

Most importantly, these grasses can 'dispel' the surrounding aura, even if it's only slightly. Zhang Yangqing could still detect the small, barely noticeable space around the grasses.

"Eat it." Zhang Yangqing plucked a few blades of grass and handed them to the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes took the grass, hesitated for a moment, then put it in her mouth and chewed it.

The grass tasted bitter, so bitter that her whole face scrunched up.

But a few seconds later, the sweet smell disappeared from her nose, her dizziness subsided, and her vision returned to normal.

Zhang Yangqing also picked a few blades of grass and ate them, then stuffed the rest into his clothes and continued walking forward.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, a low rumble came from ahead.

The sound was like something rolling, getting closer and louder, shaking the ground.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes looked up and saw a huge rock rolling down the hillside. The rock was a hundred meters high, blocking out the sky and crushing everything in its path into powder.

"Big brother, what should we do!" The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes instinctively tried to run to the side of the road.

Zhang Yangqing knew that this was the moment he was forced to choose the wrong path.

So Zhang Yangqing's gaze swept across the surrounding terrain and landed on a depression not far away.

The indentation wasn't big; it was just big enough for two people to crouch down and curl up.

"Come with me."

He grabbed the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes and rushed over, then squatted down in the ditch.

The boulders rolled over their heads with a deafening roar, and rubble and dust fell from the sky, crashing around the crater.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes huddled beside Zhang Yangqing, covering her ears with her hands, feeling like her head was about to explode. Zhang Yangqing looked up, watching the boulder roll over him, his gaze calm.

The ground was still trembling after the boulder rolled over, but not as violently as before.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes opened her eyes and was about to stand up when she suddenly heard a "crack" sound from the depths of the pit, as if something had broken.

Zhang Yangqing heard it too. He turned around, reached into the bottom of the pit, and felt around until his fingers touched a loose stone slab.

He pressed down hard, and the stone slab collapsed, revealing a dark hole.

A breeze blew out of the cave, carrying the damp, earthy smell.

"Let's go." Zhang Yangqing was the first to crawl inside.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed.

The entrance to the cave is very narrow, allowing only one person to pass through by bending over.

The passage slopes downwards, becoming deeper and wider as you go further.

The walls were wet and slippery to the touch, as if something had crawled on them.

Water droplets kept falling from above my head, landing on my face; they felt icy cold.

After walking for about ten minutes, the passage came to an end.

Before us lay a vast underground space, even larger than the strange rock forest outside.

Various pebbles were scattered on the ground, and the stones were covered with dense runes. Some of them were still glowing, while others had already dimmed.

A faint, lime-like smell filled the air.

As soon as Zhang Yangqing stepped out of the passage, he heard a "click-clack" sound.

He looked up and saw that the rubble on the surrounding walls had begun to move.

They fell off the wall, landed on the ground, and then came together to form stone figures.

The stone figures vary in size, with the tallest being three or four meters high and the shortest only half a meter.

Their bodies are made of rubble, with dark red liquid seeping from the gaps.

They have no facial features, but you can sense that they are "looking" at Zhang Yangqing and the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes.

Their movements were slow, but each step was heavy, making a dull thud as they stepped on the ground.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes gripped the holy sword tightly, ready for battle.

She sensed that these stone figures weren't very strong in combat.

Zhang Yangqing pressed down on her hand: "Don't hit me, run."

He turned and ran deeper into the underground space. The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed.

The stone figures chased after them, not very fast, but there were many of them, surging in from all directions like a tide.

Zhang Yangqing dodged left and right among the rubble, avoiding the attacks of the stone figures.

His movements were very agile, like an eel, weaving between the stone figures.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes followed behind, occasionally swinging her holy sword to cut down any stone men that approached.

After the stone figure was cut in half, it shattered into pieces, but it quickly reassembled and continued its pursuit.

"No wonder my brother told me not to fight; it was such a waste of energy," the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes muttered.

Zhang Yangqing did not answer and continued running northeast.

His eyes searched the ground, looking for something—an exit, or a mechanism.

Finally, he saw a familiar pattern on a wall.

That was the mark of the three-colored divine light: one blue, one white, and one gold, the three rays of light intertwined together.

However, the stones illuminated by these three rays of light are incorrect, because their arrangement differs from that on the Sancai Mountain.

Zhang Yangqing then sorted the data into the correct order.

In an instant, the wall cracked.

A golden light shone through the crack, illuminating the entire underground space.

The stone figures recoiled as if burned, making cracking sounds, as if they were afraid.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes saw it; in less than a second, the older brother had deciphered it?
He had planned to fight to buy time for his elder brother, but little did he know, his elder brother truly was the best! (End of Chapter)