txolops Chapter 2447 Yuan Magnetic Sea
Chapter 2447 Yuan Magnetic Sea
Chapter 2447 Yuan Magnetic Sea
A three-dimensional nautical chart floated in front of Lingxi and Qinsang. The sea surface was blank, but the seabed had undulating mountains and complex terrain.
According to Lingxi, there used to be islands here, but they were all flattened by typhoons, and even the parts in the sea were eroded layer by layer.
Just now, Qin Sang tested the waters again, only to have Ling Xi change the subject once more. Ling Xi thought he was keeping a straight face, but little did he know that he was only deepening Qin Sang's suspicions.
Qin Sang looked at the nautical chart, scanning it over. "Are there anything special about these underwater mountain ranges?"
"Have!"
Lingxi pointed to several crisscrossing trenches, "Here, the valley can gather wind, we call it Wind Valley! After a wind disaster, the gales will still gather here, and before they disperse, a new wind disaster begins. We have also mobilized people to explore it, but the other tribesmen's cultivation was not enough, only I could barely go in, but I could not last long. The wind disasters constantly pour the gales in, and over the years, the wind in Wind Valley has become more powerful than the wind disasters."
"Does Fellow Daoist suspect there might be an undercurrent in Wind Valley?" Qin Sang asked.
Ling Xi nodded, looking expectantly, "I was alone before, but with your help this time, we will surely be able to infiltrate even deeper!"
After a pause, Ling Xi smiled bitterly, "Although the undercurrents are full of unknowns, it's still better than being trapped here and waiting to be wiped out. As long as we can send out one bloodline, our Ling people won't be considered extinct!"
This is the tragedy of small clans.
Lingxi didn't even know if there were other Ling people outside, and these might be their entire clan.
Once they died, the Lingren disappeared from the spirit world without a sound, and the world didn't even know that such a race had ever existed.
As he spoke, Ling Xi took out a jade slip. "This is what I saw and heard in Wind Valley. Fellow Daoist, take this and make some preparations in advance. We will set off immediately after the wind disaster!"
……
three days later.
After three days of evolution, the power of the wind disaster gradually increased. The Ling people had finished their work and the situation had stabilized. Now they only needed to hide in their snail houses and wait for the wind disaster to end.
Qin Sang also returned to her snail house.
Suddenly, the inner wall of the shell bulged out, and a human face slowly emerged. Qin Sang opened her eyes. "How is it?"
Pan Cong was still outside. His human face was formed by supernatural powers. He respectfully said, "Reporting to the immortal, this humble demon has patrolled the entire sea area and found no clues about the phoenix feather, but I have made some discoveries. There should be no formations around. I suspect that this is a Yuan Magnetic Sea."
"Magnetic field?"
Qin Sang was somewhat surprised.
He initially thought the Ling people were trapped by some kind of formation, perhaps even a protective formation built by their ancestors, but they ended up getting themselves into trouble.
Qin Sang didn't know much about the power of primordial magnetism. What impressed her most was when she encountered the Nine Earth Primordial Magnetic Divine Light at the Wuxiang Immortal Sect in the Storm Realm, which caused a group of late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators a lot of trouble.
At this moment, another protrusion appeared below the human face, transforming into Pan Cong's hand, holding a thin black needle in its palm. "This little demon knows a fellow Daoist who possesses the bloodline of the Southern Dragon and has a kind of magnet within his body, naturally able to use the power of primordial magnetism. This magnet, after being nurtured for a long time, will become a rare treasure. Unfortunately, that fellow Daoist refined it into a natal spiritual treasure, which this little demon could not purchase. Seeing that this little demon was determined to have it, that fellow Daoist took a magnet from a junior and refined it into this magnetic needle, which he then gave to this little demon."
Qin Sang raised her hand and took the magnetic needle.
Pan Cong continued to explain, "When encountering places with abnormal magnetic forces, the magnetic needle will react. However, in most places, abnormal magnetic forces will not affect living beings, and living beings cannot perceive them at all. Places with severely abnormal magnetic forces will produce various strange phenomena, and may form such a secret realm where there is no way to leave. Also, the wind disaster here may be affected by the magnetic forces. The wind outside should not be this strong."
The magnetic needle swayed gently in Qin Sang's hand. Qin Sang asked in confusion, "The magnetic force doesn't seem to be chaotic."
“Yes, the compass needle only reacted after the storm. The magnetic field here is very stable, otherwise these people might not have survived until the immortal came to save them. There must be something else wrong, but unfortunately that fellow Daoist is not here, so this is all I can see,” Pan Cong said.
If the magnetic force is unstable and unpredictable, the cage might break free on its own if one is lucky, but if one is unlucky, the person in the cage would have already been strangled by the chaotic magnetic force.
"So, as long as we can break free from the magnetic force, we can leave this place," Qin Sang said thoughtfully.
Pan Cong said confidently, "With the strength of an immortal, there is absolutely no problem!"
In his view, now that the cause has been found, there is no need to waste any more words with these tomb people.
However, the new discovery made Qin Sang decide to stay.
"Don't rush to leave. Go underwater first and explore these places..."
Qin Sang gave Pan Cong some instructions, then took out the Star Spirit to continue cultivating. A few days later, Pan Cong came to report.
“Most of these wind valleys are ordinary sea trenches. Due to the accumulation of wind disasters over the years, some strange spiritual creatures have been born. However, there are no undercurrents in the depths of the wind valleys. There is only one place,” Pan Cong said with a slightly strange tone, “This little demon was unable to explore to the bottom. I felt a strong threat and do not know what is inside. It is very hostile to outsiders. This little demon remembered the immortal’s instructions and did not force its way in.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Sang's eyes flashed. He suspected that Ling Xi had been hiding something. Since there were no abnormalities elsewhere, it must be in the Wind Valley.
As expected, to his surprise, the place could actually threaten Pancong.
The next moment, Qin Sang appeared outside the snail house formation, and Pan Cong quickly bowed in greeting.
There was another avatar inside the cave, and no one in the tomb noticed Qin Sang's departure.
"Let's go out and take a look first."
Qin Sang and Pan Cong flew straight towards the edge of this sea area.
Pan Cong stared at the magnetic needle in his hand. As the needle trembled, it changed direction repeatedly. After a short while, he suddenly stopped and pointed ahead, "This is the place where the power of the Yuan Magnetic Force converges!"
Qin Sang took a step forward, and a small mountain appeared in his palm. Holding the immortal mountain, he slammed it heavily into the void.
With a deafening roar, the windstorm that the Ling people feared like a tiger was easily swept away by the aftershocks. Pan Cong's pupils trembled violently along with the void. It had been subdued by Zhuque and Xiao Wu before, but now it witnessed Qin Sang's true strength and was horrified.
He had thought he would need to destroy several points where the magnetic forces converged before he could leave, but now it seemed that this was enough!
Where the immortal mountain struck, the void shattered like a mirror, revealing a patch of darkness. It seemed as if spatial turbulence could be seen, but in reality, it was not spatial turbulence, but rather the primordial magnetic force wandering there. After being shattered by the immortal mountain, a strange, broken light appeared before Qin Sang and Pan Cong, and waves of chaotic primordial magnetic force invaded, but were all blocked by the immortal mountain.
Qin Sang flew forward and immediately felt the power of the surrounding wind disaster drop sharply, knowing that she had left the magnetic cage that had imprisoned the Lingren for generations.
Outside, the sea fog was still thick. Qin Sang activated her spiritual eyes and saw a vast, empty sea.
Qin Sang heard Pan Cong behind her say, "The extent of this Yuan Magnetic Sea may be far greater than we imagined."
The magnetic needle in Pan Cong's hand was still swaying, though the amplitude had decreased. This indicated that the surrounding magnetic force was still abnormal, just not as severe as inside, and could not form a magnetic secret realm. The evidence was the presence of fish in the surrounding sea.
They searched around this Yuan Magnetic Secret Realm but found no trace of demon cultivators in the surrounding sea. Qin Sang frowned slightly and ordered Pan Cong to continue searching the area. He then leaped up and soared into the sky, successfully flying out of the fog.
It was nighttime, and Qin Sang stood on the sea of mist. Qilin and Vermilion Bird jumped out and looked up at the starry sky together.
They braved the cold wind and watched all night, but didn't see the constellations they wanted. However, they calculated when the next constellation would appear, which would be in a few days.
Qin Sang simply waited in the same spot for a few days.
As that night fell and the stars came into view, Suzaku was overjoyed, exclaiming, "Closer! Closer!"
Zhuque shouted excitedly, unable to contain her excitement.
Looking at the constellations located in the southern sky, Qin Sang and Xiao Qilin both showed joy. They hadn't expected that this misfortune would turn into a blessing, bringing them so much closer together.
According to Qin Sang's calculations, they are now closer to the location indicated by the stars than to the Dongsi Islands they previously wanted to visit.
It has been too long since the Qilin Source Seed was obtained in the Storm Realm. This search for the Qilin Origin has been fraught with twists and turns, but finally, we see the light at the end of the tunnel. No wonder Suzaku is so excited.
Qin Sang looked at the stars and compared them with the lower realm. The stars pointed to their due south. As for the distance, it was hard to say, but it shouldn't be too far.
After his initial joy, Qin Sang realized that this contradicted his earlier discovery.
He originally guessed that the Ling people would not migrate too far, and this place might be near Xunzhou in the Great Zhou Dynasty. But would the Qilin hide its origin in a place so close to the human race?
If the stars are not wrong, then the problem lies with the man who built the tomb.
"Go! Go!"
Zhuque repeatedly patted Qin Sang's shoulder with its wings, urging her to hurry up.
"No rush," Qin Sang remained calm and asked Zhuque a question, "The celestial phenomena are high above, and each celestial phenomenon corresponds to a region in the lower realm that is probably tens or even millions of miles in radius. Apart from that, without any other guidance, how can we pinpoint the location of the Qilin's origin?"
Zhuque pointed to the little Qilin beside her, "Isn't it here?"
Qin Sang wasn't so optimistic and asked the little Qilin, "Did you sense anything?"
The little Qilin gently shook its head.
"Look, let's not even talk about whether we can find the Qilin's origin directly through the stars. We also have to consider that if the Qilin's origin appears and causes anomalies, it will attract the surrounding forces and powerful individuals. If I'm not mistaken, the situation here is probably very complicated. We can't act rashly; we must plan carefully!"
Qin Sang withdrew her gaze and looked towards the Yuan Magnetic Secret Realm. The Ling people might be a good cover.
Furthermore, through the tomb, one might also find the remains of an ancient Taoist temple.
They observed all night, and Qin Sang flew down to send a message to Pan Cong.
"The immortal summoned me..."
Pan Cong rushed over and flew around for a long time. He found that this Yuan Magnetic Sea was very desolate and there were no demon cultivator tribes.
"You stay outside and try to make friends with some cultivators in the area. I'll go and bring the Ling people out," Qin Sang instructed, and ordered Zhuque to follow Pan Cong, strictly forbidding them from acting recklessly.
Pan Cong didn't understand why Qin Sang treated the group of tomb people differently, but he didn't dare to question his decision and bowed in obedience.
The Yuan Magnetic Secret Realm is easy to enter but difficult to leave. Qin Sang returned to the secret realm and back to his cave without breaking a sweat.
The clone was still sitting cross-legged, and Lingren was completely unaware that Qin Sang had been gone for so long.
On this day, Qin Sang went to Ling Xi.
"What? Fellow Daoist wants to go down now?"
Ling Xi was shocked upon hearing Qin Sang's suggestion.
He actually wanted to enter Wind Valley now, even though Wind Valley would only be more dangerous during the wind disaster.
"Fellow Daoist, are you familiar with the proverb, 'Fortune favors the bold'?" Qin Sang said. "While the windstorm will make Wind Valley dangerous, it will also reveal sights not seen in ordinary times. If danger arises, simply retreat; there's no need to force it. Moreover..."
Qin Sang changed his tone, "These past few days, while browsing through your records, I discovered an unusual phenomenon in one of the Wind Valleys that might be related to the undercurrents... This is it!"
As she spoke, Qin Sang pointed to a spot on the sea chart, which was the very Wind Valley that Pan Cong had sensed as a threat.
Ling Xi's pupils constricted sharply, and he blurted out, "Impossible!"
Qin Sang exclaimed "Eh?" and asked curiously, "Why are you so sure it can't be here? Did you go in before?"
"No...no! Yes!"
Ling Xi realized what was happening and nodded repeatedly, "I also felt that these phenomena were strange before. I have entered many times, but I have never found any undercurrents."
"Fellow Daoist, have you been to the bottom of the valley?" Qin Sang pressed.
"This……"
Lingxi hesitated.
Qin Sang's tone turned serious, "This matter concerns whether we can escape or not, how can we speak carelessly? We cannot let any clue slip by, I must verify it myself... Fellow Daoist, think about the ancestors of the Ling people, do you want to be trapped here for the rest of your life?"
Ling Xi couldn't refute Qin Sang's words, and Qin Sang was right. If there was hope of leaving but he didn't hold on to it, he would be the biggest sinner if the Ling people were wiped out in the future.
"Does fellow Daoist have any other concerns?"
Seeing Ling Xi remain silent, Qin Sang pressed closer.
Ling Xi was speechless, but finally agreed. He summoned the experts in his clan, instructed them to take good care of the Snail House Formation, left behind a clone of the main formation, and then dived into the deep sea with Qin Sang.
They used their water-splitting technique to dive deeper and deeper until they finally saw an underwater rocky mountain. The windstorm had even reached the seabed, leaving scars on the hard seabed.
After swimming along the mountain range for a while, Lingxi stopped and looked at the trench in front of him with a complicated expression.
This trench is located on the seabed, but there is no seawater inside. The violent winds are so strong that they gather here and constantly tear apart and shred the billions of tons of seawater that are being poured down. A terrifying scene is presented to them.
Wind Valleys seem to be the final resting place of wind disasters, absorbing new ones, and the gales within them are extremely terrifying.
"Fellow Daoist Mingyue..."
Ling Xi wanted to persuade her again, but Qin Sang had already swum towards Wind Valley, so she had no choice but to follow.
Qin Sang arrived at the valley entrance, observed for a moment, called out, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the valley, instantly passing between two gusts of wind.
Looking at the still-shaken Ling Xi, Qin Sang smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you see, what I said was true. The wind disaster disrupted Wind Valley, but it also gave us an opportunity to take advantage of it."
Ling Xi shook his head. He had been inside at this time before, so he knew all too well. But the good times didn't last long. Once inside, he realized what it meant to be unable to move an inch.