Having landed safely, Wang Zheng finally felt relieved, but the increasingly strange scene before him drew his attention to the base of the stone tablet.

Beneath the stone tablet was a huge groove, within which a deep blue light flickered and flashed with wisps of dark lightning.

Countless streams of dark water flowed continuously within it, creating a rather extraordinary sight.

Wang Zheng secretly guessed that this strange place must be a secret door leading to the palace complex in the center of the ruins.

However, at this moment, Young Master Wang had no interest in the palace radiating precious light in the distance. Instead, he fixed his gaze on a stone slab that suddenly appeared in front of the groove.

The stone slab was round and made entirely of golden rock. As Wang Zheng approached, it suddenly cracked open, revealing a round, bright pearl the size of a fist in its center.

The pearl shimmered with multicolored light, and upon closer inspection, it seemed as if a divine fish with outstretched wings was swimming inside, lifelike and vivid.

Upon closer inspection, this little fish was exactly the same as the Winnowing Fish that had just disappeared into the void passage, both in its expression and its shape, except that it was countless times smaller...

Feeling a strange throbbing within his body, Wang Zheng stepped forward as if possessed, raising his hand towards the extraordinary, luminous pearl that was clearly unusual.

Seemingly sensing the same primordial aura within Wang Zheng, the pearl, as if possessing a spirit, voluntarily fell from the stone slab and landed in Wang Zheng's hand.

As Wang Zheng carefully felt the cool touch on his hand, he suddenly realized that he hadn't even realized how he dared to step forward and make such a rash move.

However, the stone slab that had suddenly appeared in front of them had long since vanished, as if it had never existed at all.

Looking at the precious pearl in his hand, Wang Zheng roughly understood that this opportunity might be related to the lightning source he had refined. Upon closer examination, it might also be related to the ferocious beast within his body.

Thinking that he had unexpectedly obtained such an opportunity, Young Master Wang calmed down.

Even if we weren't after the many benefits of these ruins, but simply wanted to leave this strange space, we would still have to keep moving forward no matter what.

After no longer dwelling on it, Wang Zheng took the pearl and walked to the huge groove at the bottom of the stone tablet.

Sensing the mysterious aura within, Wang Zheng had barely approached when the Yingyu Spirit Pearl shone brightly, followed by a tremendous suction force emanating from ahead, seemingly intent on devouring him.

Wang Zheng said he was already used to it. He lifted himself into the air, released all resistance, and instantly disappeared from the spot by the suction force...

...

Wang Zheng felt a wave of dizziness. When he regained his vision, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar room. The room was very spacious and had a faint fragrance.

After Wang Zheng quickly got up and looked around, he realized that he was inside a large hall, and there was no one else in the room except for him.

Although the surrounding area was quite ornate, with carved beams and painted rafters, it appeared unusually empty.

Wang Zheng looked around with some suspicion, carefully examining the furnishings in the room before turning his gaze to the front of the hall.

There stood a large statue about ten meters tall in front of them.

The statue is dark gold in color, with perfect and smooth lines, and exudes a strong sense of oppression.

It was the image of the mythical beast Yingyu from the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and the eyes of this winged fish statue were pointed directly at Wang Zheng's location, creating a terrifying pressure that almost suffocated him.

"If a statue can have such an imposing presence, I wonder how powerful this great demon must have been in its prime."

Wang Zheng, who had not discovered any other danger, looked at the strange statue with a somewhat ferocious face in front of him, and then at the seemingly harmless little fish in the pearl in his hand. He couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings) in his heart.

However, although the statue is located in the center of the hall, it is immediately clear that the hall is not used to worship the snail, but rather as a kind of restraint.

If you look closely and look upwards, you'll see that a low desk and a chair are attached to the dorsal fin of the statue.

Although there are no statues of people on the chair, a simple and ancient painting is laid out on it.

Wang Zheng's gaze was fixed on the ancient scroll painting, and his heart was filled with extremely turbulent emotions.

The painting depicts a man whose face is obscured, standing with his back turned and hands behind his back on the bank of a vast river.

Before him stood the enormous Yingyu demon, its size countless times larger.

At this moment, the ancient ferocious beast was riding the waves, whipping its fish tail to stir up the boundless waves, and wildly flapping its wings, splashing up towering waves, as if it were declaring war on the man, about to pounce on him and tear him to pieces in the next moment.

Wang Zheng's gaze was completely drawn to the scene on the scroll. In a daze, he seemed to be able to clearly hear the overwhelming momentum and even feel the tense atmosphere of the confrontation between humans and demons on the river...

Although the description of the scene suggests that the strength of the human and the demon is completely disproportionate, the depiction of the Yingyu occupies most of the entire painting, while the image of the man is only sketched with a few strokes.

But anyone with eyes can see that, just like this main hall, the statue of the snail, though seemingly fierce, is actually trapped inside, like a cornered beast struggling, and has not gained the upper hand at all.

Even the fierce appearance in that painting was nothing more than a show of bravado without substance, all bark and no bite.

The man in the painting is tall, imposing, and majestic. Even without deliberately displaying his cultivation level, it is clear that he is no ordinary person.

Although the writing is brief and seemingly weak, it is actually calm and collected, completely in control of the situation.

Moreover, even if Wang Zheng couldn't understand the painting, he could still understand the scene before him. The Yingyu was eventually sealed in this ruin, and the statue's back was connected to a long table and short stool. The painting even sat on the statue in place of its owner.

Isn't this just like being captured and used as a mount...?