I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 578 Eyes in the Darkness
“This place is not simple.” Lu Shiming looked at the grassland in front of him warily. Compared with Yunmengze, which he had visited before, this grassland seemed so tranquil. “There’s something strange about this place.”

As he spoke, Lü Shiming took out a flying shuttle from his storage bag. He formed a hand seal and chanted towards the shuttle, "Coming and going without a trace, free as heaven and earth!"

The bronze-iron shuttle hummed, its palm-sized body tumbling in front of Lü Shiming. Accompanied by a streak of rainbow light, the shuttle flew towards the grassland. Its speed was extremely fast; Jiang Wen felt that this magical artifact was almost as fast as a fighter jet.

Before the shuttle had even skimmed the grassland for long, an arm suddenly emerged from the mud and reached for it. This arm was nearly a hundred feet long, like a rotten, ancient tree reaching out of the swamp. With lightning speed, it seized the shuttle, as if an elephant had precisely stepped on an ant, intercepting the high-speed shuttle.

"What is this?" Lu Shiming looked at the arm in shock.

After all, the giant spirit's corpse was in the forest behind them, and this arm in front of them was even more dangerous. That murderous aura, almost dead, could be felt even from several kilometers away.

"We cannot stay here for long."

Lu Shiming took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Wen with great concern, feeling a bit apprehensive.

Montenegro was indeed not a place he could come to.

"There's no road on any side, and a deep forest lies behind us. If we want to go around this place, we probably don't know where it ends. If we want to leave this place, this grassland that has turned from a swamp should be the only way." Jiang Wen looked into the distance of the grassland, where there seemed to be something different.

He took out a Bagua mirror and then took out a few copper coins from his storage bag.

The incantation being chanted was a form of divination. A copper coin was tossed into the sky, and it naturally fell into the Bagua mirror.

With a clinking sound, the copper coin fell to the ground.

Jiang Wen stared intently at the copper coins on the Bagua mirror, calculating with his fingers.

"The divination indicates good fortune; it signifies finding a way out of a desperate situation," Jiang Wendao said. "Only by crossing this grassland can we finally escape our predicament."

“But that arm we just saw was no ordinary thing. If we rashly cross this grassland, we’ll likely lose our lives,” Lü Shiming said calmly to Jiang Wen. Although he was worried about A Meng’s safety, he also knew the importance and urgency of the matter.

Entering a dangerous place rashly is never a wise move.

Black Mountain has already revealed its fangs, and even a Dao Palace True Person would not dare to take a single step here.

Since it's so dangerous, we might as well leave Black Mountain first and then discuss the matter.

"I can go back and ask my master to come and find A-Meng, but let's not act rashly," Lu Shiming advised. He didn't want Jiang Wen to lose his life because of A-Meng. If he could, he would rather die in this grassland swamp himself.

“We’ve already faced such danger since we first arrived in Black Mountain, Yunshang and the others must be in even more dire straits. Now that we’re already here, there’s no reason to go back. Besides…” Jiang Wen paused, then turned to look at the forest behind him.

Within the forest, a gigantic figure could be seen appearing and disappearing intermittently.

“We can’t go back,” Jiang Wen said. “This place before us is not a dead end; we can still find a way out.”

Lu Shiming glanced at the scene in the forest behind him and remained silent for a long time. He knew Jiang Wen was right; there was no way back. The enormous corpse of the deity stood in the forest mist, making it impossible for any living being to escape.

"We have no choice but to give it a try." Lü Shiming's expression was resolute.

Just as he was about to step onto the grassland, Jiang Wen reached out and stopped him.

"Don't rush," Jiang Wen said with a shake of his head and a smile.

He patted his sleeve, and a vine silently sprouted. Jiang Wen stuck his hand into the ground, and the vine burrowed up his arm and into the black, murky earth.

“Okay.” Zi Yun’s voice came through his mind, and Jiang Wen thanked her happily.

He then threw out the Tai Xuan Mirror, which flew in the air and illuminated the area hundreds of meters in front of him.

"Follow me closely and don't fall behind," Jiang Wen instructed, then slowly walked towards the grassland, stepping on the vines on the ground.

The Tai Xuan Mirror acted like a guiding streetlamp, smoothing out the path ahead. Vines stretched out, and the two slowly walked forward.

Looking at the Tai Xuan Mirror, Lü Shiming asked with considerable surprise, "This is the Tai Xuan Mirror? Why is this magical artifact different from the ones I've seen before?"

"I refined the Tai Xuan Mirror using other magical treasures as materials," Jiang Wen explained simply.

The Tai Xuan Mirror always stayed with him and was often useful.

Ever since he obtained the fragments of the Myriad Splendor Glass Mirror from the Chunyang Palace, he had been preparing to integrate these fragments into the Tai Xuan Mirror.

With the help of merit points and the addition of fragments from the Myriad Flower Glazed Mirror, the Tai Xuan Mirror has undergone a complete transformation compared to its original state.

It could only suppress cultivators below the Life Fire Realm back then, but now it is not afraid of even a half-saint from the Dao Palace.

Jiang Wen even felt that if he were to reach the realm of a sage, the Tai Xuan Mirror could even trap a sage. The Tai Xuan Mirror could now subdue demons, slay monsters, reveal truth, and uncover secrets. Anyone enveloped by the divine light of the Tai Xuan Mirror would be sucked into the Myriad Mirrors and never be able to escape, unless they used great magical power to break the Tai Xuan Mirror's illusory realm; otherwise, all their struggles would be futile.

The Tai Xuan Mirror flew all the way, suppressing the countless charred arms that stretched out from the grassland.

These arms, like the enormous arms from before, are all extraordinary. If one were to be pulled by these arms, even a real person would likely find it difficult to break free.

As the white light of the Tai Xuan Mirror enveloped the ground, countless arms retracted into the swamp.

The two walked across the grassland unharmed, heading into the distance under the dim sky. Unable to fly, they could only rely on their feet.

As he surveyed the grassland, Jiang Wen observed the surrounding activity.

He discovered that this swamp was not inanimate, but rather alive—every three quarters of an hour the ground would sink by half an inch, and eel-shaped black grass blades would emerge from the cracks in the mud. The dense hairs on the surface of the grass blades were covered with digestive fluids, which would corrode everything they touched into wisps of blue smoke.

Deep within those seemingly harmless reed beds, carnivorous algae are weaving coral-like traps, and the acidic liquid splashed out between the opening and closing of their leaves burns out ulcer-like scorch marks that never heal under the starry sky.

The grassland seems to be a living thing, constantly needing to eat.

Those birds that occasionally fall from the sky onto the grass with their bones will be wrapped up by countless swirling blades of grass and dragged into the swamp, leaving behind a string of foul-smelling bubbles.

With the help of Ziyun's supernatural powers, the grassland is not an insurmountable barrier.

The ever-extending vines suppressed the terrifying grass, and even the swamp's poisonous calamity had no way to deal with Purple Rhyme's vines.

As a spirit of a ten-thousand-year-old locust tree, she has become no ordinary plant spirit after experiencing several trials.

Being cautious in speech and actions, even walking on this grassland, one feels a sense of tension.

Lu Shiming always felt that a gaze was looking at them from beneath the grassland, filled with some kind of malice.

"ginger……"

"Shh." Jiang Wen interrupted Lü Shiming and gave him a wink.

He then gestured towards the distant marshland, signaling Lü Shiming to look in that direction.

When Lü Shiming looked at the marshland, he saw an enormous pupil. The pupil was scattered with countless patterns and shapes, and its center was dark and bottomless.

Even with countless silt and weeds blocking the way, the enormous eyeball was hard to hide.

What was that thing? A storm raged in Lü Shiming's heart.

(End of this chapter)