Supreme Dragon Soul.

Chapter 568: Lake in the lake, ancient battlefield!
Luo Cheng looked straight at Yin Li, neither humble nor arrogant.

If Yin Li wanted to punish him, there was no need to be so roundabout.

In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are futile.

"Oh? You can actually suppress my cold state of mind."

Yin Li stared at Luo Cheng with surprise in her eyes.

When she was speaking just now, she activated a bit of the Heavenly Cold State of Mind, but she didn't expect that Luo Cheng could recover so quickly and not be affected at all. This was something that only 80% of the sword intent could not do.

In addition, she just vaguely felt a slight fluctuation of soul power.

This made Yin Li even more surprised.

A strong person in the Juemai Realm has just opened up his sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul power is still very weak, like a pool of stagnant water, difficult to activate, let alone resist her heavenly cold artistic conception.

This is almost impossible.

"Is it an illusion?"

In just one day, so many things happened that she couldn't understand...

Yin Li stared at Luo Cheng, remaining silent for a long time, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

Luo Cheng felt uneasy when he was stared at.

At this moment, he had already guessed the other party's intention in looking for him, which should be related to the fact that he passed the assessment in the Dreamy Miasma Mountain in just an incense stick and a half.

Luo Cheng never expected that even without giving his all, he still broke the record by a long way and attracted the attention of one of the ten true disciples of Luoxia Sect.

In front of such a strong man, the more you say, the more mistakes you will make. At this moment, Luo Cheng could only pretend to be calm and keep silent.

Both parties were silent for a while, Yin Li suddenly restrained the oppressive aura on his body and said:

"You are quite courageous. No wonder you were able to comprehend 80% of the sword intent in such a short time. Well, we are not far from the Seven-Colored Spring. Follow us!"

"Yes!"

Luo Cheng felt relieved and immediately pushed his Shadow Step to its limit, chasing in the direction where the group of people had just left.

"..."

Yin Li looked at Luo Cheng's rapidly receding back and fell into deep thought, as if trying to figure out something. After a moment, he whispered to himself:

"He awakened a useless martial soul, yet he was able to break my record, and he was not affected by my Heavenly Cold Realm at all..."

Yin Li pondered for a moment, and finally his figure flashed and he followed, deciding to see with his own eyes what the mystery was about Luo Cheng, and whether he would be as lucky as usual after entering the Seven-Colored Spring.

"What a horrible woman!"

Luo Cheng flew more than ten miles in one breath before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he had comprehended 80% of the sword intent and his strength was close to that of a top-level Awakening Vein Realm expert, he still felt a huge pressure in front of Yin Li!
The other party can only be described as unfathomable. He is very likely a celestial-level powerhouse, and not just an ordinary celestial-level powerhouse!
"Heavenly-level power! In the future, I will also reach this level and be on equal footing with him!"

A gleam of light flashed in Luo Cheng's eyes, and a strong fighting spirit rose. Although he escaped danger this time, being suppressed by Yin Li's momentum was not a refreshing thing after all.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Cheng accelerated and chased forward.

Not long after, Luo Cheng saw Yan Qingshuang and his group from afar.

"Luo Cheng, what does Senior Sister Yin Li want to talk to you about?"

Before Luo Cheng could get close, Yan Qingshuang took the initiative to come forward and ask.

"Nothing, just asked me something."

Luo Cheng shook his head and said nothing more.

In front, Qi Yue frowned deeply when she saw that Luo Cheng was safe and sound.

She thought that Yin Li would call Luo Cheng over and would definitely punish him severely, but surprisingly, nothing happened.

At this time, several elders of Luoxia Sect who were leading the way in front suddenly stopped.

"arrive."

Below is a lake surrounded by small islands. These islands are of different shapes, some are shaped like water snakes, and some are shaped like gourds. They exude waves of evil spirits. The lake is shrouded in a vast colorful fog, which is full of strange meanings. "Is this the Seven-Colored Spring?"

Luo Cheng was a little surprised.

The evil spirit is strong here, filled with a terrifying aura. It doesn't seem like a secret place for cultivation, but more like a dangerous place!
"Not here."

Yu Lanxin had been here once before. She smiled slightly and pointed to the lake below and said, "The Seven-Colored Spring is below here."

"under?"

Luo Cheng was a little surprised.

At this time, an elder said: "Come on!"

Wow!
As soon as he finished speaking, he circulated his protective energy and rushed directly into the lake.

Luo Cheng followed suit, circulated his protective energy, and dived into the water with everyone else.

It was dark and gloomy underwater. There was no light or sound, and the silence was eerie.

Fortunately, the lowest level of cultivation among the crowd was at the Awakening Veins Realm, and they relied on their keen perception to dive all the way downwards.

No one knew how deep this lake was. After diving for half an incense stick of time, it was still bottomless. Later, the protective vitality of Yan Qingshuang and several lower-level Luoxia Sect disciples was compressed by the strong water pressure and shrunk significantly.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Yan Qingshuang and the others were unable to hold on any longer, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Get in!"

Several Luoxia Sect elders directly entered the vortex.

Luo Cheng did not hesitate, his figure flashed and he followed.

Wow!

As soon as he entered the whirlpool, Luo Cheng felt the world spinning around him, then his body felt lighter and he rushed out of the water.

It’s not the original water surface, but the water surface under the water!

Before his eyes was a vast underwater space with no end in sight.

The entire space was empty and gloomy. Directly below was a lake with a radius of several hundred feet. A colorful aura was flowing on the surface of the lake, which was chaotic and misty, bright and dazzling. The invisible force made the surrounding air as sticky as water.

"A lake within a lake! This is the Seven-Colored Spring!"

Luo Cheng took a deep breath and just by looking at the lake, an illusion appeared in his mind, which made him unable to extricate himself!

Concentrating his mind, the illusion in Luo Cheng's mind immediately dissipated. He looked around the Seven-Colored Spring and was even more shocked.

The vast space around the spring was filled with countless dry bones.

Most of these bones have decayed and broken, or even turned into powder, making it difficult to recognize their appearance in life. Only a very small number are relatively intact.

These complete skeletons, after who knows how many years, are still shining brightly, emitting an indescribable powerful aura. Some are human, some resemble humans but have a single horn on their heads, or wings on their backs, or several arms!

There are also some monster skeletons, and just one of their claws is as big as a mountain. It is hard to imagine what they looked like when they were alive!

Not only Luo Cheng, but also Yan Qingshuang and other disciples of Luoxia Sect who came in for the first time were all stunned by the scene before them.

The core elder of Linglan said, "I believe you have heard the rumor that Mingxia Lake is an ancient battlefield. This rumor is not groundless. The founder of our Luoxia Sect was attracted by this ancient battlefield and established his sect here."

"An ancient battlefield! Then these corpses must have existed for tens of thousands of years?" a Luoxia Sect disciple said in shock.

Elder Ling Lan shook his head slightly, "More than ten thousand years, at least a hundred thousand years, or even longer."

"One hundred thousand years!"

"sky!"

There were gasps all around.

Luo Cheng was deeply shocked.

After a hundred thousand years, even a star-level treasure would decay and turn into dust, but these bones have not turned into ashes. What kind of existence must they have been when they were alive!

(End of this chapter)