Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

The ground beast felt the fatal threat and wanted to dodge, but it was tightly entangled by the vines and its limbs could not move. It had brute force but was unable to use it.

Finally, with the tacit cooperation of everyone, the ground beast let out a deafening roar full of unwillingness, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang, splashing a large amount of dust, and the raised sand and dust lingered for a long time.

After defeating the ground beast, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

But they also knew very well in their hearts that although this magical valley seemed peaceful, it actually held hidden mysteries and was far more dangerous than they could imagine.

After a short rest and regaining some of their spiritual power, they continued to move deeper into the valley. Along the way, they walked on thin ice, carefully avoiding all kinds of potential dangers.

Some of those strange spiritual plants flashed attractive light, like stars in the dark night, but they might hide deadly traps. If you are not careful, you will fall into a place of no return.
Some emit charming and rich aromas, but can make people fall into hallucinations and lose their minds without knowing it.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they found a tightly closed stone door in a hidden corner of the valley.

The stone gate is simple and heavy, engraved with ancient and mysterious runes. Each rune emits a faint light, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

Seeing this, Jiang Qiong stepped forward and observed the runes carefully.

Relying on the knowledge he learned in the Immortal Sect and the rich experience he accumulated in the secret realm, he tried to decipher the meaning of the runes.

His eyes moved slowly across the runes, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding slightly, his expression focused and solemn.

After some hard work, he finally discovered that these runes seemed to form an ancient seal, and the key to unlocking the seal was most likely around the stone gate.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately dispersed and looked everywhere for clues.

Finally, Lang Nana found a groove under an inconspicuous stone. The shape of the groove matched the token obtained from the secret realm in Jiang Qiong's hand very well, as if it was tailor-made for her.

Jiang Qiong put the token into the groove with a nervous mood.

In an instant, a dull roar was heard, the sound was low and heavy, as if coming from the depths of the earth.

The stone door swayed slowly, then slowly opened, revealing a deep passage behind the door.

The passage is filled with a faint mist, which is as ethereal as a veil and the end cannot be seen clearly, giving people a feeling of mystery and unknown.

Holding weapons in hand, everyone walked into the passage cautiously. The walls of the passage were inlaid with glimmering gems, which were like night pearls, illuminating the way forward. The light of the gems flickered and swayed in the mist, adding a bit of mystery to the atmosphere.

Walking along the passage, they came to a secret room.

The secret room was extremely spacious, and the walls were covered with strange patterns.

The lines of these patterns are smooth and complex. Some look like mountains and rivers, some like birds and beasts, and some like mysterious symbols, as if telling some ancient and distant story.

In the center of the secret room, there is a huge stone platform. The stone platform is made of an unknown black stone with a surface as smooth as a mirror. Mysterious spiritual power fluctuations emanate from the stone platform, which are sometimes strong and sometimes weak, as if it is breathing.

Just as they were approaching the stone platform curiously, the temperature in the secret room suddenly dropped sharply, as if it had fallen from hot summer to cold winter in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a strong fluctuation of time and space came, and the originally calm air became distorted in an instant. Black cracks spread wantonly in the secret room like the mouth of a ferocious beast. Weird light flashed in the cracks from time to time, emitting a heart-pounding breath.

Jiang Qiong secretly thought that something was wrong and shouted, "Everyone be careful, this is a space-time storm!"

Before he could finish his words, a powerful suction force surged out from the crack, like an invisible giant beast, sucking everyone towards the crack.

Nan Fengxue reacted quickly and immediately used his ice spiritual power to try to form an ice wall around him to resist the suction.

She quickly formed seals with her hands, and ice spiritual power condensed in front of her, and a crystal clear ice wall took shape in an instant.

However, the powerful force of time and space was far beyond imagination. In just a moment, the ice wall was shattered by the force of time and space, turning into countless ice chips that flew everywhere.

Lang Nana controlled the spiritual plants, hoping that they could take root in the ground and stabilize everyone's bodies.

She cast a spell and spiritual plants emerged from the ground, growing wildly, trying to wrap around everyone and pin them down.

However, in the face of this terrifying force, the spiritual plant seemed vulnerable and was uprooted and thrown into the air.

Elder Binglan used all his spiritual power to try to open up a safe passage.

Her body was filled with spiritual energy, and she cast the immortal sect's profound spells. However, the power of the space-time storm was too strong, and her efforts had little effect.

Jiang Qiong held the soft sword tightly, looking for hope in the chaotic storm.

He used his spiritual power to try to steady his body, but the powerful turbulence of time and space was like a surging tide, hitting him wave after wave.

Under the impact of the powerful space-time turbulence, everyone was gradually dispersed.

Jiang Qiong only felt a black screen before his eyes, and his body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force. His consciousness gradually became blurred, and the whole person was swept into endless darkness by the storm.

When Jiang Qiong regained consciousness, she found herself in a blazing desert.

The sun was high in the sky, and the sunlight shone unobstructedly on the sand, creating layers of heat waves, as if the whole world was placed in a huge steamer.

He struggled to get up, feeling sore all over. His spiritual energy was extremely chaotic under the impact of the time and space storm, like a wild horse running wildly through his meridians.

He looked around and saw the endless desert with yellow sand all over the sky. He could not see any familiar sights or companions, only the scorching sun and the hot sand.

Jiang Qiong knew that he had to find water and a safe place as soon as possible to recover his spiritual power. He dragged his exhausted body and struggled forward in one direction.

It was extremely difficult to walk in the desert. Every step he took sank into the hot sand. The scorching sun made his skin hurt. As soon as the sweat seeped out, it evaporated instantly.

He walked for an unknown amount of time until his lips became cracked, his throat became so dry that it almost smoked, and his vision began to blur. Just as he felt desperate, a vague shadow appeared in the distance.

As the distance gradually shortened, he saw clearly that it was a tribe. The tribe consisted of tents built with animal skins and wood, scattered in an orderly manner on a relatively flat sandy land.

The style of the tent is rather simple, with some simple and mysterious patterns painted on the animal skins, which seem to be some kind of totem.

There are some simple fortifications around, made of thick wood and sandbags. Although simple, they reveal a sense of tenacity.

The people in the tribe have dark skin and wear simple clothes, mostly coarse linen, which are also embroidered or painted with patterns similar to those on the tents.

Some of them were busy carrying supplies, while others were taking care of some livestock kept in the sand. The livestock were strong and adapted to the harsh environment of the desert. Jiang Qiong walked towards the tribe. When he approached, the people in the tribe spotted him, stopped what they were doing, picked up their weapons, and looked at him, the outsider, with caution.

Most of the weapons are made of wood or bone. Although simple, they exude a rustic deterrent power in their hands.

Jiang Qiong hurriedly stopped and used simple gestures to indicate that he had no ill intentions, but was just lost in the desert and hoped to get help. The people in the tribe seemed a little hesitant, whispering to each other, their eyes full of doubt.

At this time, a tall man with a scar on his face came out. He was seven feet tall and had a sturdy figure, like a small mountain.

The scar extended from under his left eye to the corner of his mouth, adding a bit of ferocity to him.

He looked Jiang Qiong up and down, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, but when he saw Jiang Qiong's embarrassed look, he waved his hand, signaling everyone to put down their weapons.

The man took Jiang Qiong into the tribe and came to a tent.

The tent was taller and more spacious than the others, with more exquisite decorations, and the patterns on the animal skins were more complex and varied, seemingly containing special meanings.

Inside the tent, an old man was sitting on the ground, seemingly meditating. His face was thin and covered with wrinkles, like a dry riverbed.

His hair and beard were already gray, but his eyes were deep and bright, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

The man talked to the old man for a few words, and the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Qiong.

Jiang Qiong felt a unique aura emanating from the old man. Although the old man did not have obvious fluctuations in spiritual power, he gave people a feeling of being unfathomable, as if he was a dormant volcano that could erupt with astonishing power at any time.

The old man said something in a language that Jiang Qiong could not understand, his voice was low and hoarse.

The man translated: "Our tribe leader asked you where you came from and why you are here."

Jiang Qiong briefly recounted her experience of encountering a time and space storm in the Spirit Valley and being swept into the desert.

After hearing this, the clan leader nodded slightly, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and then he asked someone to bring water and food to Jiang Qiong.

The water was stored in a rough clay pot, and the food consisted of some dried meat and an unknown type of bread.

Jiang Qiong took the water and food and began to eat them voraciously. These simple foods seemed like delicious delicacies at this moment and restored some of his strength.

In the tribe, Jiang Qiong recovered from his injuries while observing this mysterious desert tribe.

He discovered that although the people in the tribe did not have the same powerful spiritual power as the immortal cultivators, they had a unique way of coexisting with the environment in the desert.

They are able to cleverly utilize resources in the desert, such as digging water from deep underground and cultivating some drought-resistant plants.

They seemed to know all the dangers in the desert, where the quicksand traps were and where the ferocious desert beasts were.

Jiang Qiong tried to communicate with them and learn their survival skills in the desert, while also looking for a way to return to the Xianzong and reunite with his companions.

From his conversations with the tribesmen, he learned that there were some ancient legends circulating in the tribe. It was said that deep in the desert, there existed a mysterious power that could change a person's destiny.

The tribe regards this power as a gift from God, but it is also a taboo, and few people dare to explore deep into the desert.

At this time, in the secret room of the Spirit Valley, Nan Fengxue, Lang Nana and Elder Binglan were also experiencing hardships in the storm of time and space.

Nan Fengxue relied on his ice spiritual power to hold on in the storm, trying to stabilize his body and look for Jiang Qiong's trace.

Her ice-type spiritual power flickered with a faint blue light in the storm, but the chaotic turbulence of time and space made it impossible for her to determine the direction.

She continued to cast ice spells, creating brief patches of safe space in the storm, but she was still unable to escape the storm's entanglement.

Lang Nana relied heavily on the power of the spiritual plants, allowing them to create a relatively safe space for her in the storm.

Her spiritual plants grew wildly in the storm, their branches and leaves intertwined to form a huge green barrier that resisted the impact of the turbulence of time and space.

She kept communicating with the spirit plants, trying to use their perception to explore the secrets of the valley, hoping to find clues to reunite with her companions. Elder Binglan used the profound magic of the Immortal Sect to fight against the storm of time and space.

The spiritual energy around her surged, forming a powerful shield to resist the storm.

She knew that she had to remain calm at this time in order to lead everyone through the difficulties.

While resisting the storm, she observed the patterns of the storm, trying to find a way to break the storm.

Under the impact of the storm, the three of them were scattered to different places.

Nan Fengxue was swept into an ice cave in the valley by the storm. The environment in the ice cave provided some nourishment to her ice spiritual power.

The interior of the ice cave is crystal clear, with huge ice cones hanging on the walls and a thick layer of ice covering the ground.

She began to use the special environment in the ice cave to restore her spiritual power, while looking for a way to leave, always worried about Jiang Qiong and other companions.

Lang Nana was blown to a mysterious forest of spiritual plants. The spiritual plants here were different from those she had seen before and were full of strange powers.

The spiritual plants have various shapes. Some have branches twisted like snakes, some have leaves shining with colorful light, and some have flowers as huge as umbrellas.

She tried to communicate with these spiritual plants and use their power to explore the secrets of the valley, hoping to find clues to reunite with her companions.

Elder Binglan relied on his powerful cultivation to stabilize his body in the storm and finally landed on a high ground in the valley.

The high ground provided a wide view, and she began to reorganize her spiritual power, observing the terrain of the valley, thinking about how to deal with this sudden crisis and how to find her lost disciples.

She knew very well that time was running out and every minute and every second was crucial.

In the desert tribe, Jiang Qiong gradually became familiar with the people in the tribe.

He learned from the tribesmen that the leader of the tribe, the man with a scar on his face, was named Agu.

Agu was a generous man with a very high prestige in the tribe. He led the tribe to resist various dangers in the desert many times.

The elder of the tribe, the mysterious old man, is named Mok. Mok is extremely intelligent and knows many ancient legends and secrets of the tribe. He holds a very high status in the tribe. (End of this chapter)