26: Adventure

Zhao Er and Li San were very fast, and in a short while, they saw Wang Ning speeding ahead.

Hearing the commotion, Wang Ning turned his head and saw Zhao Er and Li San behind him, and the Xuanling Python relentlessly pursuing them.

Wang Ning's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and before he could think much, Zhao Er caught up to him.

Zhao Er's lips curled into a sinister smile, "Kid, being so slow won't do. Let me give you a push!"

With that, he struck out with a palm, and Wang Ning, completely defenseless, was sent flying.

At this moment, Wang Ning was already not far from the water's surface.

Therefore, this palm strike directly knocked him into the water.

A chilling sensation spread throughout his body. Wang Ning felt an unprecedented sense of weightlessness. He felt his consciousness dissipating, and his entire body lost all sensation.

Although he no longer felt pain, he... seemed to be dying... "Is this the Immortal Realm?"

"It's just... I have no regrets!"

But as he neared death, Wang Ning still thought of that small mountain village.

The wind, the rain, the cicada's chirping... "What's going on?"

"Why is that kid gone?"

On the lake surface, Zhao Er frowned as he looked at the calm water below.

The Xuanling Python had already given up the chase when it approached the lake surface, as if there was something terrifying in the lake.

And Wang Ning also vanished without a trace after a flash of auspicious light.

"Hehe~ Second Brother, don't you think there might be a Secret Realm in this lake?" Li San chuckled, his bright eyes darting around.

"A Secret Realm!?"

The speaker had no intention, but the listener took it to heart.

Zhao Er's eyes lit up; perhaps such a possibility truly existed.

Otherwise, there would be no explanation for a living person disappearing into thin air.

Subsequently, Zhao Er and Li San searched the lake again.

However, even if they dug up the lakebed three feet deep, they still found no abnormalities.

Instead, Zhao Er inadvertently angered a group of Luosen ghost fish and had his palm bitten off.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Er clutched his bleeding severed hand, his face ashen.

"We'll just wait here and see if he comes out?"

"As Second Brother says!"

Li San nodded in agreement beside him... "Where is this?"

In the dark and silent space, Wang Ning woke up in a daze.

"Is this the Underworld?"

Wang Ning opened his eyes, and what met them was a expanse of darkness, with faint blue lights flickering around, like the legendary ghost fires.

"Hiss... It hurts so much!"

Wang Ning struggled to stand up, but then a sharp pain shot through his body.

"What's going on? Didn't I die? Why do I still feel pain?"

"Could this not be the legendary Underworld? Then where is this?"

A hint of confusion flickered in Wang Ning's eyes as he continued to survey his surroundings.

He only remembered being struck into the lake by that Zhao Er, and nothing after that.

Thinking of this, Wang Ning's heart filled with rage, "Damn you, Zhao Er! If there is a day, I will surely exterminate your entire clan!"

If it weren't for that Zhao Er, how would he have sustained such injuries, and how would he have fallen to such a state?

He also wondered if he could still leave?

But even if he could leave, Ice Peak Zhenren's lecture would likely be over by then.

Wang Ning showed a bitter smile, filled with anger and helplessness, but more so with a sense of powerlessness stemming from his own weakness.

If he were strong, how could he be bullied by others?

No!!!

Wang Ning's gaze suddenly became resolute. If he were strong, why would he need to beg that Ice Peak Zhenren?

It should be others begging him.

Thinking of how Ice Peak Zhenren's mere words drove countless Loose Cultivators into a frenzy, Wang Ning's desire to become stronger reached its peak at this moment.

After some self-motivation, Wang Ning regained his fighting spirit and continued to observe his surroundings.

After all, only by knowing his current environment could he figure out a way to leave.

"Wait, these blue lights seem to be healing my body."

Wang Ning was surprised to find that as he circulated his Cultivation Technique, the blue lights rapidly surged into his body, and his injuries were healing at an astonishing speed.

"Hmph~"

"So comfortable~"

Wang Ning couldn't help but let out a soft moan. These blue lights entering his body were like a timely rain after a long drought, bringing him an unprecedented feeling of comfort.

Time passed. As his injuries healed, Wang Ning finally stood up and saw the two enormous statues behind him.

The statues seemed as tall as the sky, grand and majestic, with Qi like mountains, lifelike.

"Are these divine statues?"

Wang Ning looked at the divine statues before him, his heart filled with shock.

The left statue was carved entirely from a mysterious black rock, its surface shimmering with a faint silver light.

The divine statue wore a purple-gold crown, silver-scaled armor, and its eyes, like lightning, gazed down upon all living beings. Its hands rested on a stone sword ten zhang long, and a terrifying Sword Intent soared into the sky, as if to cleave the heavens and earth.

The right statue, on the other hand, was entirely dark red, as if cast from countless fresh blood. The divine statue's face was ferocious, its eyes wide and bulging, revealing an endless killing intent.

The divine statue carried a blood-colored long saber on its shoulder, and beneath its terrifying blade, countless wronged souls seemed to be weeping.

Fortunately, they were only stone statues, otherwise Wang Ning was certain that a single glance from them could turn him to dust.

"What in the world is this place?"

Wang Ning was very certain that this was definitely not Qingxia Lake. He was very likely in some Secret Realm at the moment.

Although there might be danger, it also represented an Opportunity. This made Wang Ning's eyes light up.

He wasn't unfamiliar with stories of people falling off cliffs, finding treasures, and soaring to success thereafter.

But now, when the scenes from the books truly appeared before his eyes,

He was excited, yet also a little apprehensive.

However, thinking about what he had just experienced, that trace of apprehension completely transformed into determination.

Rather than live in humiliation, it was better to take a gamble.

Anyway, he had nothing now and should have died long ago, so what was there to fear?

Thus, Wang Ning ignored the two majestic divine statues and began to grope around.

Finally, he found a small crack between the two stone statues.

"Is this a door?"

Wang Ning stood before the tall stone door, as tiny as a speck of dust.

Finally, he hesitated for a moment, then pushed the stone door, which had been sealed for tens of thousands of years, with both hands.

Unexpectedly, with just a gentle push from Wang Ning, the stone door slowly opened.

The "rumbling" sound echoed once again in this eternal, silent, mysterious space after tens of thousands of years, also stirring Wang Ning's uneasy and hesitant ripples.

There was no dust. Even after tens of thousands of years, dust, for this mysterious space, was still something that should not exist.

The door opened, revealing a pitch-black interior, without any sound.

It wasn't until Wang Ning firmly took a step that his vision suddenly cleared, and what met his eyes was a lush green grassland, with warm sunlight pouring down.

A refreshing breeze carried a hint of grass scent, dancing at his nostrils.

In a trance, Wang Ning felt as if he had arrived at a human Immortal Realm.

But the distant rumbling sound startled Wang Ning awake.

In the distance, countless terrifying Yao Beasts were surging towards them, kicking up large clouds of dust. The scene was extraordinarily grand and instilled fear in people's hearts.

"Holy cow!"

"What's going on?"

This sudden scene made Wang Ning blurt out a curse. Before he could react, the horde of Yao Beasts was already upon him.