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

Following Long Ling's order, the monks gathered and prepared to enter the Heavenly Tomb.

Although their hearts were filled with fear of the unknown, they were more determined to protect the Tianji Holy Land.

Tianfen, this legendary existence, now appears before them. It is a huge underground maze composed of the remains of countless creatures and ancient monuments. Each ancient monument seems to tell a piece of ancient history.

When everyone stepped into the Heavenly Tomb, they were immediately shocked by the scene before them.

The Tianfen is extremely huge, like an inverted starry sky, and each ancient stele is like a star, emitting a faint light.

These ancient tablets are engraved with strange runes, forming a huge formation. They are arranged in an orderly manner in the Heavenly Tomb, as if hiding endless secrets.

"This place is not only the burial place of living beings, but also a witness to history." An elderly monk sighed, his eyes wandering among the ancient monuments, trying to decipher the secrets contained therein.

However, they did not have much time to indulge in the shock, because the formation of Tianfen was suddenly activated, and powerful forces surged out from the ancient monument, forming a huge killing formation.

The monks immediately felt unprecedented pressure and were trapped in a killing array. Every move they made was full of danger.

"Everyone be careful, these formations contain powerful murderous intent!" Long Ling warned loudly, with a vigilant gleam in his eyes.

The monks immediately became nervous, gripped their weapons tightly, and looked around vigilantly.

The power in the formation began to condense, forming sharp wind blades. They flew in the air, making piercing screams, as if they would tear the monks apart at any time.

"Use magic to protect your body, don't be hit by the wind blade!" A monk shouted loudly, and his body was surrounded by a faint light shield, which was his body protection spell.

The wind blades came like a rainstorm, and the monks cast their spells one after another to form a solid line of defense.

The wind blade collided with the light shield, making a deafening roar, and the entire sky tomb was shaking.

"These wind blades are too powerful. We must find the core of the formation to break it!" Long Ling said in a deep voice, staring at the ancient stele, trying to find the flaw in the formation.

The monks began to move carefully through the formation, avoiding the attacks of the wind blades while searching for the core of the formation.

However, the formation in the Heavenly Tomb is extremely complex, and every step is full of unknowns and dangers.

"Look, there's a different ancient stele over there!" A sharp-eyed monk pointed ahead and shouted, with a hint of surprise in his voice.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a huge ancient monument standing in the center of the formation. Compared with other ancient monuments, it looked more ancient and mysterious.

There was a huge rune engraved on the ancient stele, emitting a faint red light, as if it was the heart of the entire formation.

"That must be the core of the formation, we must destroy it!" Long Ling shouted loudly, his body turned into a beam of light and rushed towards the ancient monument.

The wind blades came like a violent storm. Long Ling waved the lightsaber in his hand. Each swing was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air. He repelled the wind blades one by one behind him. The monks followed closely behind him. Their powers intertwined in the air to form a solid line of defense.

However, just as they approached the ancient monument, the formation suddenly changed.

The wind blades disappeared, replaced by powerful forces of attraction that seemed to suck the monks into the ancient monument.

"Be careful, this is a trap set by the formation!" Long Ling warned loudly, stabilizing his body in the air and beginning to mobilize the strength in his body to try to resist the attraction.

The monks also began to cast spells, trying to get rid of this attraction.

However, this force was too strong and their bodies began to move uncontrollably towards the ancient monument.

"We must join forces and attack the ancient monument with all our might!" Long Ling shouted loudly, with a hint of determination in his voice.

The monks responded immediately, and their forces intertwined in the air, forming a powerful beam of light that hit the ancient monument directly.

The beam of light contained powerful energy, and it collided with the runes on the ancient monument, making a deafening noise.

The entire Heavenly Tomb was shaking, the runes on the ancient stele began to break one by one, and the power of the formation began to rapidly decay. Finally, with a deafening roar, the runes on the ancient stele were completely destroyed, and the power of the formation also dissipated.

As the formation was broken, the murderous intent in the Heavenly Tomb also disappeared, and the monks finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They stood on the ruins of the ancient monument, exhausted but with a gleam of victory in their eyes.

"We succeeded!" a monk shouted excitedly, with a joyful smile on his face.

"Yes, we have successfully cracked the formation, but this is just the beginning." Long Ling said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the depths of the Heavenly Tomb. "There are more secrets and dangers hidden in the Heavenly Tomb. We must be careful."

The monks nodded, they knew that the battle was far from over.

They must remain vigilant and continue to explore the Heavenly Tomb to uncover its secrets and find a way to seal the ancient tower.

Under the leadership of Long Ling, the monks began to go deeper into the Heavenly Tomb, with determined eyes and hearts full of curiosity about the unknown and desire for victory.

As they went deeper, the scene in the Heavenly Tomb became more bizarre. The space between the ancient monuments began to distort, forming strange space vortices.

These whirlpools emanate a powerful attraction, as if sucking the monks into unknown territory.

"Be careful of those whirlpools, they might be portals to other spaces!" Long Ling warned loudly. His body stabilized in the air and he began to mobilize the strength in his body to try to resist the attraction.

The monks also began to cast spells, trying to get rid of this attraction.

However, the power of these whirlpools was too strong, and their bodies began to move toward them uncontrollably.

"We must find the weakness of the vortex, otherwise we will all be sucked into an unknown space!" Long Ling said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the vortex, trying to find a way to break it.

The monks began to explore around the vortex carefully, having to avoid the vortex's attraction while looking for a way to break it.

However, these vortices are extremely complex, and every step is full of unknowns and dangers.

At this moment, a young monk suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon in the vortex, "Look, there is a strange symbol in the center of that vortex!" He pointed at a vortex and shouted, with a hint of surprise in his voice.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that there was indeed a strange symbol in the center of the vortex, which emitted a faint light, as if it was the heart of the vortex.

"That must be the weak point of the vortex, we must attack there!" Long Ling shouted loudly, his body turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the vortex.

The power of the vortex responded immediately, and powerful forces of attraction attacked the dragon spirit.

Long Ling swung the lightsaber in his hand, and each swing made a sound of breaking through the air, repelling the attraction one by one. Behind him, the monks followed closely, their power intertwined in the air, forming a solid line of defense.

Under the leadership of Long Ling, the monks began to attack the symbol in the center of the vortex. Spells and magic weapons intertwined in the air, forming a powerful attack net that hit the center of the vortex directly.

As the attack continued, the symbols at the center of the vortex began to break one by one, and the power of the vortex began to rapidly decay. Finally, with a deafening roar, the symbols at the center of the vortex were completely destroyed, and the power of the vortex dissipated.

As the vortex was broken, the attraction in the sky tomb also disappeared, and the monks finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They stood on the ruins of the whirlpool, exhausted but with a gleam of victory in their eyes.

"We succeeded!" a monk shouted excitedly with a joyful smile on his face.

"Yes, we have successfully cracked the vortex, but this is just the beginning." Long Ling said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the depths of the Heavenly Tomb. "There are more secrets and dangers hidden in the Heavenly Tomb. We must be careful."

The monks nodded, knowing that the battle was far from over.

They must remain vigilant and continue to explore the Heavenly Tomb to uncover its secrets and find a way to seal the ancient tower.

Under the leadership of Long Ling, the monks began to go deeper into the Heavenly Tomb. Their eyes were firm, and their hearts were filled with curiosity about the unknown and desire for victory.

Secrets and dangers are waiting for them in the Heavenly Tomb, but they are ready, and no matter how many difficulties lie ahead, they will move forward bravely.

Rumble…

Deep in the Tianji Holy Land, in the abyss of the Heavenly Tomb, an ancient and mysterious power is quietly awakening.

This force is different from any previous mutation. It carries the wails and calls of billions of lives, as if it is a call from the abyss of the universe, making people tremble with fear.

The monks stood on the edge of the abyss, looking at the bottomless darkness, their hearts filled with fear.

It was a fear that came from deep within their souls, as if they were standing at the gates of hell, and if they took a wrong step, there would be no recovery.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily, cold sweat dripped down their foreheads, and their hearts beat like drums.

"This...what kind of power is this?" asked a young monk in a trembling voice, his eyes full of fear.

"It's the souls of billions of creatures... They are calling, they are crying..." an elderly monk muttered to himself, his face full of shock and disbelief.

In the abyss, the wails of billions of souls became clearer and clearer. They swirled in the abyss, forming a huge vortex. The center of the vortex seemed to be connected to another world, a world full of death and despair.

"We must leave here immediately!" a monk shouted angrily, his face pale and his body beginning to retreat backwards.

"No, we can't leave!" another monk said firmly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, "The future of Tianji Holy Land is in our hands, we can't give up!"

The monks looked at each other, knowing that this was a decision of life and death.

They can choose to escape and save their lives, but that means giving up the future of the Tianji Sanctuary.

They could choose to stay and face the horrors of the unknown, but at least there would be a glimmer of hope.

“We cannot let the souls of billions of lives sacrificed in vain!” Long Ling’s voice echoed in the abyss, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, “We must find a way to seal the Heavenly Tomb and prevent this disaster!”

The monks were inspired by Long Ling's words, and fighting spirit was rekindled in his eyes.

They knew that this was a difficult battle, but they were willing to fight for the future of Tianji Sanctuary.

"We must unite and fight this force together!" a monk shouted loudly, his voice full of determination.

The monks began to gather together, their forces intertwined in the air, forming a solid line of defense.

They knew that only by uniting together could they fight against this terrifying force.

As the monks united, their strength began to gather into a powerful airflow, which formed a barrier at the edge of the abyss, temporarily blocking the wailing of billions of souls and the invasion of that mysterious force.

"We must find the ancient method to seal the Heavenly Tomb. This is the only way to prevent this disaster!" Long Ling's voice was firm and powerful, his eyes searching the abyss for possible clues.

The monks began to search around the abyss. They knew that time was running out and every minute and every second might affect the fate of the Tianji Holy Land.

They explored cautiously, fearing to disturb the power in the abyss.

Just then, a monk discovered a vague inscription on an ancient monument at the edge of the abyss.

He immediately called Long Ling and other monks to come and check it out.

"This is a clue to the ancient method!" Long Ling said excitedly, observing the inscription carefully, trying to decipher the secrets contained therein.

The words on the inscription were ancient and complex, but Long Ling gradually figured it out with his profound cultivation and understanding of ancient texts.

“It mentions an ancient ritual that requires us to gather five elemental powers from the abyss before we can activate the seal,” Long Ling explained, a glimmer of hope in his voice.

The monks immediately took action and divided themselves into five groups, with each group responsible for searching for an elemental power.

The environment in the abyss is extremely harsh, but the monks gradually approached their goal with their firm will and powerful spells.

The power of the element of fire is found in a crater in the abyss, and the power of the element of water is hidden in a mysterious lake at the bottom of the abyss.

The power of earth and wind were found in two extreme corners of the abyss, while the most difficult to find power of lightning was found in a thunderstorm cloud above the abyss.

When the five elemental powers were fully collected, the monks gathered at the edge of the abyss and began the sealing ceremony according to the instructions of the ancient method.

They merged the power of the elements together to form a huge five-colored halo, which slowly sank towards the center of the abyss.

Billions of souls in the abyss felt this power, and their wailing became more intense, as if they were resisting the impending seal.

But the monks did not retreat. They firmly maintained the stability of the halo until it sank completely into the center of the abyss.

As the halo sank, the wailing in the abyss gradually weakened, and the ancient and mysterious power began to dissipate. Finally, when the halo completely covered the center of the abyss, everything returned to calm.

The monks stood on the edge of the abyss. They knew that the battle was over, but the secrets of the Sky Tomb remained unfathomable.

They looked at each other, their eyes flashing with anticipation for the future and awe of the unknown.

"We stopped the disaster, but this is just the beginning." Long Ling said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the depths of the abyss. "There are more secrets hidden in the Heavenly Tomb. We must continue to explore and uncover all its mysteries."

(End of this chapter)