A Mortal's Supporting Character's Different Kind of Cultivation

Every piece of bluestone in the stone hall has been blessed with a protective barrier, making it very difficult for divine sense to penetrate and see the entire interior of the stone hall.

Recalling the information he had obtained, Lu Yunfeng resolutely entered the stone hall.

The stone hall's structure was quite simple. After entering the hall and walking through a winding corridor, Lu Yunfeng arrived at an empty hall. Looking at the hall, a brilliant blue teleportation token suddenly appeared in his hand. He infused it with spiritual power, and the token's light became even more dazzling, illuminating Lu Yunfeng's face with a blue glow. Holding this specially made teleportation token, Lu Yunfeng closed his eyes and carefully sensed its power.

After a short while, Lu Yunfeng opened his eyes and wiped the sweat from his brow.

With a satisfied expression, he arrived at the center of the hall and gazed at a dark tunnel surrounded by a jade railing. He fell into deep thought.

Lu Yunfeng didn't have much time to think, and he didn't know how much time his hurried arrival would buy him. The Hidden Moon Sect members and Han Li might arrive in the next second.

If it weren't for the monkey troop's interference, Lu Yunfeng would have had ample time to deal with the Ink Dragon. The Ink Dragon was a treasure trove, and its strength hadn't yet evolved; Lu Yunfeng could have easily used the Earth-Severing Halberd to instantly kill it, denying it any chance to advance.

Time is limited, so I have to abandon the Ink Dragon, secretly take the golden box and run away, then use the specially made Great Teleportation Token to teleport away.

Lu Yunfeng stared at the dark tunnel entrance, where a row of steps slanted straight down into the ground, with a constant humid breeze blowing out. Lu Yunfeng put on a bamboo hat and animal skin boots, and pushed the Demonic Yuan Locking Breath Technique he had learned to its current limit.

Lu Yunfeng took a deep breath and headed into the tunnel without hesitation.

Upon entering the tunnel, Lu Yunfeng found himself in complete darkness. He reached into his storage bag, and a moonstone flew out and hovered above his head, illuminating his surroundings.

The passage wasn't large, and it was entirely constructed of bluestone, which emanated a spiritual light when touched. The passage was only wide enough for two people to pass side-by-side. He dared not delay, fearing that Han Li and the others might enter and disrupt his plans, and immediately began to carefully descend.

After climbing hundreds of steps, the narrow passage gradually widened. However, the damp wind blowing in his face became scorching hot, and Lu Yunfeng was soon drenched in sweat, feeling as if he had been pulled out of the water.

After descending several hundred more steps, when Lu Yunfeng estimated that he had reached several hundred feet below the surface, the bluestone passage finally disappeared. When Lu Yunfeng stepped out of the passage, he found himself in a strange swamp world.

This strange world was over thirty zhang high, yet its radius spanned several li. Everywhere one looked, there was silt bubbling with black liquid. A scorching, damp wind arose out of nowhere, spreading upwards from the passage behind Lu Yunfeng.

The swamp was surrounded by tall mounds of earth, while on the other side grew dozens of exotic flowers and herbs of various colors, exuding an amazing spiritual energy.

But none of this could capture Lu Yunfeng's attention as much as a small white jade pavilion in the very center of the swamp. A giant golden box floated in mid-air within the pavilion. The box was twelve feet long and half a foot wide, its lid tightly shut, and a faint golden light emanated from its surface, clearly indicating it was no ordinary object.

Lu Yunfeng looked at the box with a look of surprise and delight. He tiptoed into the space and hid behind a tall mound of earth. The more critical the moment, the calmer Lu Yunfeng became. He knew that the more urgent the situation, the less he could afford to panic.

Lu Yunfeng silently spread his divine sense, but after the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he still couldn't find anything unusual. He frowned, realizing that his plan to find the Ink Dragon first before taking action was no longer feasible.

Time was of the essence. Lu Yunfeng gritted his teeth and hurriedly pushed his secret technique to its current limit. He then took out the Pearl Umbrella and completely covered himself before he felt a little safe. It wasn't that Lu Yunfeng was cowardly; this swamp was like a death trap. Who knew if stepping into it would lead him straight into the mouth of a black dragon? Better safe than sorry.

After completing the protective measures, Lu Yunfeng carefully made his way to the small pavilion in the center.

Everything was peaceful, and Lu Yunfeng arrived at the pavilion without any danger. He was slightly pleased when he saw the huge box that was emitting a faint golden light. He immediately reached out and put the box into his storage bag. Suddenly, a certain part of the swamp began to churn, and the area grew larger and larger, and the churning grew higher and higher, gradually forming a tall bulge. The momentum looked quite astonishing.

Lu Yunfeng turned around and saw a dark, snake-like monster with huge scales all over its body appear in front of him.

This monstrous beast, resembling a snake but not quite, wasn't large, only three or four zhang long. However, its entire body was shrouded in a faint, eerie black mist, making it appear extremely sinister. From head to tail, it looked no different from an ordinary black-scaled snake, except for its shiny black scales. But Lu Yunfeng, who knew the plot, knew that this was no ordinary black-scaled snake; it was a rare dragon, a black dragon.

Its true combat power far surpasses the peak of the first tier, and after it molts, it evolves to the second tier. Lu Yunfeng doesn't want to waste time with it. Even if he uses the Earth-Severing Halberd to kill it before it evolves, who knows when the Hidden Moon Sect will arrive? If he gets caught, Lu Yunfeng doesn't think he can fight a whole group of Hidden Moon Sect members by himself, not even one of their grandmasters.

Lu Yunfeng was overjoyed to receive the golden box. However, being greedy would easily put him in danger, and Lu Yunfeng did not want to ruin his promising future for a second-tier demon corpse.

He sneered, took out the Wind and Fire Banner, and activated it with all his might. Instantly, a massive firestorm swept across the entire space. Fortunately, the place was sealed off, allowing the power of wind and fire to be put to great use.

Lu Yunfeng then activated his secret technique and magical artifact, instantly disappearing from sight. He followed the flame storm towards the entrance of the passage.

As the black dragon rose from the swamp, before it could observe what was happening, it immediately saw a storm of fire rushing towards it. It reacted instantly, and a black column of water shot straight at the storm from the small green eyes on both sides of its head.

Lu Yunfeng had already distanced himself from the flame storm and headed towards the entrance of the passage. The storm collided with the black mist on the surface of the Ink Dragon's body, emitting a pungent odor; this mist was actually poisonous.

Lu Yunfeng had already reached the stone steps of the passage. He glanced back at the black dragon that was still fighting against the fire storm, and snorted. The intelligence of demon beasts is inherently inferior to that of humans. Although they have a savage body, as long as they do not reach the eighth level of human transformation, they will always be inferior to humans.

Using his lightness technique, Lu Yunfeng swiftly made his way towards the tunnel entrance.

Upon entering the hall, he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing. Unsure of what lay ahead, he needed to quickly recover his condition to deal with any unexpected situations.