Chapter 178 Entry
Song Qingming nodded quickly, and then carefully asked Long Feng:
"With your late Jindan cultivation, ordinary restrictions should not be a threat to a great demon king like you. Why did Her Highness ask me, a low-level foundation-building cultivator, to enter this secret realm to help her get treasures? I really don't understand this."
Long Feng flapped his wings, chuckled and said, "This secret realm was created by a master of your human race. The interface restrictions inside are very powerful and will suppress the cultivation of all cultivators who enter it. The higher the cultivation of the cultivator, the stronger the interface suppression will be. Even the demon king of the Yuanying level will not be spared. We demon kings above the Jindan stage will not be much better than you foundation-building cultivators.
Also, don't see Qingluan and I can speak, so we are called the great demon kings of the late Jindan period. The reason why we can enter the transformation realm in advance is because the ancient blood in our bodies has been enlightened by His Highness. Don't talk nonsense in front of His Highness in the future, otherwise you will get into trouble. "
After listening to Long Feng's explanation of the secret realm, Song Qingming finally understood why they came to him. It seems that it is useless to have a high level of cultivation to enter the secret realm to get treasures. The reason why they came to him is probably because the cultivation of these demon kings in the Jindan period will be suppressed too much in the secret realm, which is more dangerous than those foundation-building cultivators. If you let those low-level demon beasts with low intelligence enter, these demon beasts basically have no brains, and it is difficult to avoid those powerful restrictions to get the spiritual objects they want.
Looking for a human cultivator with a lower cultivation level like me to enter is indeed a good choice for these demon kings. This is probably the biggest reason why I can still live until now.
This woman named Huo Feng could actually help a Jindan demon king like Long Feng to enlighten his blood. It was obvious that she was definitely not an ordinary demon cultivator. Song Qingming knew that the Fire Scale Fruit, which was valued so much by a demon cultivator of her level, must be a very precious spiritual object.
Seeing Song Qingming lowering his head in thought, Long Feng continued, "After the war between humans and demons ten thousand years ago, this secret realm was also affected. Many places inside have been destroyed. Some of the restrictions in the secret realm have begun to be out of control over the years. Especially after the cultivators above the Jindan stage enter the secret realm, the suppression force of the entire secret realm will be increased. Once the damaged restrictions are touched inside, it is very likely to fall into the space cracks around the interface. It is not that cultivators above the Jindan stage cannot enter, but it is sometimes more dangerous for you, a foundation-building cultivator. Don't think that there are restrictions on the secret realm to suppress cultivation, and we cultivators above the Jindan stage can't just go in casually." This Long Feng is different from his highness Huo Feng's cold personality. After patiently explaining the situation of the secret realm to Song Qingming in detail, he also told him some urgent questions. While the two were talking, the quarter of an hour given to Song Qingming by Huo Feng soon came to an end. The golden crack in the sky that she had cut with brute force had begun to gradually recover and shrink at this moment. At the signal of the Fire Phoenix, Long Feng rolled Song Qingming into his wings again, flew into the air, and threw Song Qingming into the golden crack.
After a familiar spinning, Song Qingming fell directly into a dirty pool of water.
Just as Song Qingming was about to use the mana in his body and wanted to jump out of the pool, he found that the mana in his body seemed to be mostly imprisoned by the interface restrictions in this secret realm. The general spells that he could easily use at ordinary times were too strenuous for him now. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it and swam slowly towards the shore.
I thought this secret realm would not have much impact on my foundation-building cultivators. I didn't expect that I was only at the second level of foundation-building, and half of my mana was suppressed after entering. It can be seen what those Jindan seniors would be like after entering.
After getting on the shore, Song Qingming carefully observed the surroundings. After seeing that there was no danger around, he found a clean place on the shore, and then used a spell to dry his wet clothes first.
Song Qingming opened the map that Huo Feng gave him and compared it with the environment he was in. Song Qingming quickly determined his location. Fortunately, it was in the southeast corner of the secret realm, which was a bit far from the valley he wanted to go to. It was probably thousands of miles away. In this secret realm full of restrictions, it was too dangerous to fly for a long time by flying on a sword. It was almost impossible. I didn't know if I could get there in three days by relying on my two legs.
The map given by Huo Feng was very simplified. The marked areas were only a small part of the entire secret realm. There were also large unknown areas in the middle, which were completely blank. These locations were also places that Song Qingming could not touch casually, otherwise once he encountered the damaged restrictions in it, he would definitely be swallowed by the space cracks.
After feeling the full spiritual energy inside, Song Qingming really admired the senior monk who was able to create this secret realm. Not only did he create such a large independent space with a radius of thousands of miles, but he also made the environment here look like the outside. Normally, if the golden crack in the sky hadn't completely dissipated, Song Qingming still wouldn't believe that he had entered another dimension.
He didn't know if they would really let him go after he completed the task given by Huo Feng. Now that he was in the hands of these powerful demon kings, Song Qingming really didn't dare to think about his situation next. This feeling of not being able to control his own destiny was like a sharp steel knife being placed on his neck at all times, making him dare not even make a loud sound while breathing.
In this world of immortality where the fittest survives, in the final analysis, his cultivation level is too low. In a small place like QH County, Song Qingming can still claim his ancestry and authority in front of those Qi-refining monks. When he walked outside, he encountered After meeting these powerful demon kings, I, the foundation-building monk, was like an ant, and could be crushed to death by their kick at any time.
After resting for a while by the pool, Song Qingming packed up his things, took heavy steps, and started walking towards the valley marked on the map.
After walking less than four or five miles, a tiger's roar suddenly came from the hillside, startling Song Qingming who was on his way.
Looking back, on the right side of the hillside, a striking white-fronted tiger about ten feet in size was already rushing toward Song Qingming with a ferocious expression.
"Holy crap! How can there be any monsters alive in such a dangerous secret realm?"