Chapter 1254 Cave in the Mist
The sound was getting closer and closer, and Qingyang could hear it more and more clearly. How to describe this rustling sound? It was similar to the sound of the corpse-eating insects when they first entered the ruins.
Corpse-eating insects? Thinking of this word, Qingyang's face suddenly changed color. The situation when he encountered corpse-eating insects when he first entered the ruins was still vivid in his mind. The wasteland demon lizard was originally dead, but Ghost Leopard Zhenren, a living person, was surrounded by corpse-eating insects and gnawed to only bones in just a cup of tea. If he was also surrounded, how could he still be alive?
It was really a case of continuous rain and a broken boat, and he encountered a headwind. I didn't expect that there would be corpse-eating insects in this fog. If I had known it was so dangerous, I would never come in. Qingyang quickly set up layers of defense outside his body and stamped his feet to run in another direction.
Perhaps because of the influence of the fog, the corpse-eating insects did not notice Qingyang, or perhaps because Qingyang reacted in time and was fast enough, the corpse-eating insects were easily shaken off by him, so Qingyang ran not far away, and the terrifying rustling sound behind him disappeared, but Qingyang felt that it was still not safe, so he ran another seven or eight miles forward before stopping.
Standing in the fog, Qingyang laughed secretly. He was also scared by the corpse-eating insects and forgot that he still had many ways to save his life. Even if he didn't run, the corpse-eating insects couldn't hurt him. If he was really surrounded by corpse-eating insects, he only needed to hide in the Drunken Immortal Gourd.
Even if a small number of corpse-eating insects were brought into the Drunken Immortal Gourd, Qingyang could easily deal with them. After all, corpse-eating insects are only powerful when they are in groups. Low-level corpse-eating insects have little intelligence, and the swarm of insects cannot stay in place all the time. They will naturally leave after a long time.
In this relic, no matter whether it is a demon beast or a ghost insect, it poses no threat to Qingyang. The most feared thing is to encounter a cultivator or a demon beast with spiritual wisdom, which may see through the secret of the Drunken Immortal Gourd. However, there should be no other cultivators in this relic.
Now several days have passed, and Master Guixia has either been caught and killed or escaped safely. In short, it is unlikely that he will stay in the relic. Master Guihe is worried that Master Youmu will cause trouble, so he should also leave the relic and flee. In this case, Qingyang may be the only one in the relic.
No cultivator has come to this relic for hundreds of years. In addition to the Nine-Child Ghost Lotus, there may be other treasures. If you search carefully, you can at least make a small fortune. It’s a pity that I am still trapped in this fog. It’s a problem whether I can get out, so how can I care about treasure hunting?
Thinking of the fog, Qingyang was suddenly stunned. He hadn't noticed it before, but now the more he looked, the more he felt that the fog around him was different from before. How should I put it? This fog seemed to be thinner than before. Although it could still block the sight and block the mind, the visibility might be higher. Before, he could barely see a distance of more than one foot, but now he could see four or five feet.
In other words, the fog here is not static. Some places are thicker and some places are thinner. This discovery immediately made Qingyang overjoyed. If he continued to move forward, maybe the fog would change more. If the fog disappeared completely, wouldn't he be saved?
Of course, there is another possibility. The fog is just used to confuse people outside. It may be more dangerous in the middle, but the danger is just a guess, not necessarily there. Anyway, he is helpless. Instead of staying here and waiting to die, it is better to take a risk and try it. Maybe he will be saved.
Thinking of this, Qingyang slightly confirmed the position and direction, and then continued to walk forward with big strides. Qingyang's judgment was correct. The further he walked, the thinner the fog became. After another seven or eight miles, the visibility in the fog had increased to two or three feet. Although he still couldn't release his divine sense, Qingyang could already see the surrounding scenery.
As he was about to see the dawn, Qingyang couldn't help but speed up his pace. After a cup of tea, he went a dozen miles further. At this time, the fog around him had become extremely thin, and his vision was not affected at all. Even his divine sense could be released freely.
Qingyang looked up and saw the situation within a few miles. The farther away, the blurry and unclear. The fog gradually increased. In other words, the area within a few miles of Qingyang's sight was the area with the least fog, as if it was surrounded by fog.
Qingyang couldn't figure out why there was a place covered by fog here, nor did he understand why the center of the fog could be seen clearly. If the fog outside was a hidden formation, he could not find any traces of artificial arrangement. If all this was formed naturally, this naturally formed fog circle would be too amazing.
With divine thoughts available and eyes unrestricted, Qingyang felt relieved and had a sense of regaining control of his safety. Regardless of whether there was danger here, at least he was not as dark as before. However, this place was only the center of the fog, and he had not completely left the foggy area. He was only temporarily safe, but still not out of danger.
Since we are here, we should make the best of it. Anyway, we can't find a way to leave for a while, so we should take a look at the surrounding situation first. Qingyang retracted his mood and looked around. Wherever he looked, it was desolate. He could only see the diffuse black sand and the strange rocks standing in a forest, without any green grass or trees.
In the very center, there was a dark hole with a diameter of about five or six feet. A cold wind was blowing out faintly, accompanied by whistling sounds. No one knew what was inside.
Qingyang circled the cave entrance several times, but did not find any danger. Finally, he could not resist his curiosity and walked down along the cave entrance. Anyway, he had the Drunken Immortal Gourd with him. If he encountered danger, he could just hide in it. It was said that the strongest person in the ruins was only in the Golden Core Realm. There should be no enemy that could be fast enough to stop him from entering the Drunken Immortal Gourd.
Qingyang walked slowly down along the cave entrance, taking one step at a time, looking cautiously. This was his first time in such a place. Who knew what dangers were hidden inside? It was better to be careful. Not to mention anything else, the corpse-eating insects encountered before might be in this cave.
The further down he went, the lower the temperature in the cave. After only a few dozen feet, the surrounding temperature had dropped to freezing point. Further down, frost could be seen on the walls of the cave. The cold air was so strong that even with clothes on, he felt cold all over. Qingyang had to form a true essence shield outside his body to resist the growing cold air. However, looking at this cave, it seemed that it was still far from the bottom. He really didn't know how cold the bottom of the cave would be.