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

As the wailing in the abyss gradually subsided, the monks stood on the edge of the abyss, with both the joy of victory and worries about the future in their hearts.

Although the secret of Tianfen has been temporarily sealed, they know that this is just the tip of the iceberg and more mysteries remain to be explored.

Long Ling looked around, his eyes firm and deep, as if he could penetrate the darkness of the abyss and see the secrets deeper inside.

He knew that this victory was only temporary, the power of Tianfen was too strong and its roots had not yet been completely destroyed.

"We must strengthen our defenses," Long Ling said solemnly, "The power of the Heavenly Tomb may awaken again, so we must be prepared."

The monks nodded, knowing that Long Ling's words were not alarmist.

They began to set up more powerful protective formations around the abyss to prevent the power of the Heavenly Tomb from leaking out again.

As time went by, the monks established a temporary camp in the Heavenly Tomb, where they practiced and studied the texts on the ancient stele, trying to find more clues about the Heavenly Tomb.

A young monk discovered a forgotten inscription on the back of an ancient tablet.

This inscription is different from the ancient methods discovered before. It seems to point to an ancient teleportation array, which may be connected to the core area of ​​​​Tianfen.

"This may be the key for us to enter the depths of the Heavenly Tomb!" said the young monk excitedly.

Long Ling and other cultivators immediately gathered together and began to study the inscription, trying to decipher its meaning.

After several days of hard work, they finally found a way to activate the teleportation array.

On the day when the teleportation array was activated, all the monks gathered in front of the ancient monument.

They knew that once they stepped into the teleportation array, they would face unknown risks, but in order to uncover the secrets of the Heavenly Tomb, they were willing to take the risk.

Long Ling stood in the center of the teleportation array, took a deep breath, and then slowly recited the activation spell.

As the spell echoed, the teleportation array began to emit a dazzling light, and a powerful force surrounded them.

After a moment of dizziness and weightlessness, the monks found themselves in a completely different space.

It is filled with strange lights and floating islands, each of which is covered with even more ancient monuments and runes.

"This is the core area of ​​the Heavenly Tomb," Long Ling's voice echoed in the empty space, "We must be careful, the power here is stronger than outside."

The monks followed Long Ling and began to explore these floating islands in search of the ultimate secret of the Heavenly Tomb.

They knew that the origin of the Heavenly Tomb and its connection with the Tianji Holy Land might be hidden here.

As the exploration deepened, they discovered a huge secret - the Sky Tomb was not formed naturally, but was created by an ancient god in order to seal a more terrifying force.

Once this force is released, it will bring disaster to the entire universe.

The monks realized that their responsibility was far greater than they had imagined. They not only had to protect the Tianji Sanctuary, but also had to protect the entire universe from this force.

In the core area of ​​Tianfen, the monks set foot on floating islands. Each island was like an independent world, full of mystery and danger.

They traveled between these islands, looking for the key to seal the terrifying power.

As they went deeper, they discovered that these islands were not arranged randomly, but according to some kind of ancient star map, and the ancient monuments on each island corresponded to the stars in the sky.

Long Ling realized that this might be a huge star array, and they needed to find the center of the array to uncover the secret of the seal.

On a particularly large island, they found a huge altar with a mysterious crystal stone emitting a faint glow in the center.

Countless runes flow around the crystal, as if maintaining a certain balance.

"This is the core of the star array!" Long Ling said in surprise, "Maybe we have found the key to the sealing power."

However, just as they were about to study the crystal further, a powerful aura suddenly surged out from under the altar, and the entire island began to shake violently.

The monks steadied themselves and saw the crystal in the center of the altar shining brightly. Beams of light shot into the sky, forming a huge light shield that enveloped the entire island.

"Oh no, the seal is starting to loosen!" Long Ling's face changed, and he felt that the power in the crystal was gradually weakening.

The monks took action immediately. They knew that if they could not stabilize the crystal in time, the terrifying power would be completely released.

They began to search for possible clues on the island, hoping to find a way to stabilize the crystal.

In an ancient stone chamber, they found a stone tablet with an ancient prophecy engraved on it: "When the light of the stars gathers, the seal will be strengthened; when the light of the stars fades, disaster will befall the world."

"We need to find a way to gather the light of the stars!" Long Ling said in a deep voice.

The monks began to set up formations on the island. They used their spells and magic weapons to try to guide the power of the stars to converge on the crystal.

As they worked hard, the stars in the sky seemed to respond. Rays of starlight penetrated the clouds and converged on the altar.

However, at this moment, a powerful dark force surged out from under the altar, trying to prevent the gathering of star power.

The monks immediately felt the pressure, and they knew that this was a resistance from that terrifying force.

"We must hold on!" Long Ling shouted loudly, his body bursting with dazzling light, and magic formed a solid line of defense in the air to resist the invasion of dark forces.

The monks followed closely behind, their powers intertwined in the air, forming pillars of light that struck the dark forces beneath the altar.

As they attacked, the dark power began to weaken, but the sealing power in the crystal was also gradually dissipating.

"We need more power!" Long Ling said anxiously.

Just then, a young monk suddenly came up with an idea.

He remembered that before they entered the Heavenly Tomb, a mysterious beam of light fell from the sky, which seemed to contain powerful star power.

"You can use the power of that beam of light!" the young monk shouted.

The monks immediately took action and began to search for the source of the beam of light on the island.

After some effort, they finally found a hidden cave. Deep in the cave, a beam of light was shooting down from the sky, pointing directly in the direction of the altar.

"This is the source of starlight!" Long Ling said in surprise.

The monks immediately began to set up the formation. They used their spells and magic weapons to guide the power of the light beams to converge on the crystal.

As the power of the light beam was added, the light of the crystal became brighter, and the power of the stars began to form a huge ball of light around the crystal.

The dark power felt threatened and began to attack the light ball frantically, trying to break the seal.

The monks gripped their weapons tightly, their strength intertwined in the air, forming solid lines of defense to resist the impact of the dark forces.

As time went on, the power in the light ball became stronger and stronger, and the dark forces began to be gradually suppressed.

Finally, with a deafening bang, the ball of light burst into dazzling light, illuminating the entire island.

The dark power was completely suppressed, the sealing power in the crystal was strengthened, and the terrifying power was sealed again.

The monks stood at the altar with tired but satisfied smiles on their faces.

"Success?" a monk shouted excitedly with a joyful smile on his face.

"Yes, the seal has been successfully reinforced, but this is just the beginning." Long Ling said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the crystal stone in the center of the altar. "There are more secrets hidden in the Heavenly Tomb. We must continue to explore and uncover all its mysteries."

As the seal of the Heavenly Tomb was reinforced, the monks stood on the altar, feeling both the joy of victory and worries about the future.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and dark clouds covered the sky, blocking out the sun.

The monks looked up and saw a terrifying sea of ​​thunder in the sky.

The thunder rolled in the clouds like an angry dragon, making a deafening roar.

The flashes of lightning illuminated the entire Heavenly Tomb and made the monks' faces pale.

"What kind of vision is this?" exclaimed a young monk, his eyes filled with fear.

Long Ling frowned. He could feel the powerful force contained in this sea of ​​thunder. This was not a natural phenomenon, but the manifestation of some mysterious force. He said in a deep voice, "Everyone be careful. There must be something fishy in this sea of ​​thunder."

Before he finished speaking, mysterious coffins appeared in the sea of ​​thunder.

These coffins are made of an unknown black metal, engraved with strange runes, and emit a faint light.

They floated in the sea of ​​thunder, as if summoned by some force.

The coffins began to attract lightning. Every time they absorbed a bolt of lightning, the runes on their surface became brighter, bursting with surging power.

The monks felt a strong sense of oppression, as if something was about to wake up.

Suddenly, mysterious mummies emerged from the coffins. Their skins were shrunken, their faces were hideous, their eyes were empty, but they exuded an ominous aura.

The mummies slowly stood up from their coffins, as if controlled by some force; their movements were stiff and mechanical.

"What are these?" a monk asked breathlessly, his hands tightly clenched around his weapon, ready to fight.

Long Ling's face was solemn. He could feel the breath of death emanating from these mummies. He said in a deep voice, "These mummies are probably ancient warriors who were resurrected by some power and became puppets guarding the Heavenly Tomb."

The monks looked at the mummies nervously; they knew that a new battle was about to begin.

Long Ling shouted loudly: "Everyone, prepare for battle. The power of these mummies cannot be underestimated. We must be careful."

Following Long Ling's command, the monks quickly formed a battle formation.

They knew that although these mummies moved slowly, each of them contained great power. They had to use their spells and magic weapons to find the mummies' weaknesses in order to defeat them.

The battle began. The monks' spells intertwined in the air, forming beams of light that hit the mummies directly. However, the mummies' skin was as hard as iron, and ordinary spells could hardly cause any damage.

The monks had to cast more powerful spells to penetrate the skin of the mummy.

The mummies also began to fight back, waving their arms and releasing bolts of lightning.

These lightning bolts were more violent than the thunder in the sky. They danced in the air, making shrill screams, as if they would tear the monks apart at any time.

The monks immediately felt unprecedented pressure, and they had to use their own protective spells to form solid lines of defense.

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

Long Ling waved the lightsaber in his hand, and each swing was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, repelling the attacks of the mummies one by one. The monks behind him followed closely, and their forces intertwined in the air to form a solid line of defense.

However, the number of mummies continued to increase, and they seemed endless.

The monks began to feel tired, and the power of their spells and magic weapons began to weaken.

Long Ling knew that they had to find a way to completely eliminate these mummies, otherwise they would be trapped here forever.

"Everyone, please pay attention. The weakness of these mummies is in their hearts!" Long Ling shouted loudly, staring at the mummies closely, trying to find a way to crack it.

The monks responded immediately and began to concentrate their firepower on attacking the mummy's heart.

As the attack continued, the mummies' hearts began to break one by one and their strength began to rapidly decline.

Finally, with a deafening bang, the mummy's heart was completely destroyed and the mummy's power dissipated.

As the mummy shattered, the sea of ​​thunder in the sky disappeared, and the sky tomb returned to peace.

The monks stood on the ruins of the mummies, exhausted but with a gleam of victory in their eyes.

They knew that although the battle was difficult, they successfully protected the Heavenly Tomb and prevented the disaster from happening.

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

"Yes, we have successfully eliminated the mummies, 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."

As the ancient corpse fell, a suffocating ominous aura permeated the air, as if even time slowed down under the pressure of this aura.

Deep within the Heavenly Tomb, the originally dim space became even more eerie, as if even the light was avoiding the aura of death emanating from the ancient corpse.

The ancient corpse's shriveled skin was torn during the battle, revealing the rotten muscles and broken bones underneath.

In their empty eye sockets, their originally lifeless eyes now seemed to be flashing with a faint green light, as if some evil power had awakened within them.

The air was filled with the stench of rotting flesh and stale blood, making people cover their noses and feel their stomachs churning.

As the ancient corpses fell, the runes on their bodies began to emit shrill screams, like bound souls struggling in despair.

The light of these runes gradually became distorted, and finally turned into balls of green flames in a heart-pounding explosion. These flames not only did not bring warmth, but instead made people feel a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The surrounding environment also began to respond to this ominous aura, and the ground began to shake slightly, as if some huge creature was awakening underground.

Cracks appeared on the stone wall, dust and debris fell down, and the entire space seemed to be trembling with the release of this power.

Although the monks were exhausted, they knew that this ominous aura indicated that greater danger was about to come.

They held their weapons tightly and looked around vigilantly, ready to face any new threats that might appear. The tension in the air could almost be cut with a knife, and everyone could feel that this battle was far from over, and a more terrifying scene might unfold in the next moment.

Deep in the Heavenly Tomb, the aftermath of the battle had not yet subsided when an even stronger shock suddenly struck, as if the entire world was shaking.

The ground beneath the monks' feet began to crack, and the cracks spread rapidly like the claws of a giant dragon, swallowing up everything around them.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled, like the roar of gods, foreshadowing the coming of a disaster.

"The sky is falling and the earth is splitting!" a monk exclaimed, his voice sounding particularly weak in the chaos.

As the cracks in the ground grew larger, streams of Yellow Spring water gushed out from the ground, carrying with them a biting chill and the breath of death, like messengers from hell, announcing the coming of the end of the world.

The water of the Yellow Spring quickly filled the cracks, forming a vast ocean. A layer of light mist permeated the surface of the water, through which the shadows of countless vengeful spirits could be vaguely seen wandering.

The monks had to fly into the air to avoid being swallowed by the sudden water of the underworld.

Their eyes were filled with fear and confusion; this sudden change caught them off guard.

However, an even more incredible scene appeared.

In the center of the Yellow Spring Water, a mysterious ancient bridge slowly appeared. It seemed to be condensed from the purest power of the underworld. The bridge emitted a faint blue light, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding Yellow Spring Water.

The two ends of the ancient bridge seemed to connect two different worlds. On one side was the Tianfen they were familiar with, and on the other side was an unknown area shrouded in thick fog.

The appearance of the ancient bridge makes the whole scene even more weird and mysterious.

The stone slabs on the bridge seemed to be engraved with ancient runes, which flickered with a faint light under the reflection of the Yellow Spring water.

Under the bridge, the water of the Yellow Spring was rolling, as if cheering for the birth of the ancient bridge, and as if wailing for the impending disaster.

The monks held their breath, they knew that the appearance of this ancient bridge was no accident.

It could be a passage leading to the deeper secrets of the Heavenly Tomb, or it could be a bridge to another world.

Either possibility means they are about to face greater challenges and unknown dangers.

Long Ling's eyes were fixed on Gu Qiao, his heart full of doubts and vigilance.

He knew that the appearance of this ancient bridge might be the key to uncovering the secret of the Heavenly Tomb, but it might also be a deadly trap.

"We must be careful," Long Ling said in a deep voice. His voice seemed firm and powerful amid the roar of the Yellow Spring Water. "This ancient bridge may hide great dangers, but we have no choice but to move forward."

The monks nodded. They knew that no matter what was waiting for them ahead, they had to face it bravely.

They followed Long Ling and slowly landed at one end of the ancient bridge, ready to step onto this mysterious ancient bridge and explore the unknown world it led to.

As they stepped onto the ancient bridge, the runes on the bridge began to emit a brighter light, as if welcoming their arrival, and as if warning them of the impending danger.

The water of the underworld rolled under their feet, as if urging them to speed up their pace and move towards the unknown other side. (End of this chapter)