Chapter 225: Dark Lake

Five hours later, Su Qingwu arrived at the edge of Ming Lake.

After making basic defenses, he jumped directly into the lake.

The sound of gurgling could be heard from time to time.

The dark brown lake water blocks the view, but one can use spiritual sense to explore the surrounding environment.

As far as we can see, there are no living creatures in this dark lake.

Just as Gu Wan said, if we go a certain distance further down, we will encounter extremely strong resistance.

Su Qingwu used his spiritual power to fight back, and found that the resistance increased as if there was no upper limit.

Trying to attack with treasures had no effect other than stirring up huge waves and attracting ghosts wandering around to watch.

The resistance from the lake bottom is invisible and intangible. No matter how powerful the treasure is, it can do nothing about it.

About half a cup of tea later, she took out the treasure map that Yun Shu had given her with the mentality of giving it a try, and slowly injected spiritual power into it.

It was also at this moment that something strange happened!

The strong resistance from the lake bottom receded like the tide, and the treasure map turned into a stream of light and flew downwards.

Su Qingwu hurried to follow.

The Dark Lake is extremely deep, and even after sinking three thousand feet, it still has not reached the bottom.

Seeing that the speed of the light was getting faster and faster, she immediately cast a water spell and increased her speed of escape.

About an incense stick later, the dark brown lake water gradually faded in color until it became completely clear and transparent.

Colorful spots of light flashed all around, but when I looked closely, I couldn't pinpoint the source of the light.

As we continued to go down, the water flow suddenly became faster.

The stream of light transformed by the treasure map disappeared at this moment, and a giant vortex formed in an instant.

The strong suction force came suddenly, and even though Su Qingwu was prepared, his body still fell downwards involuntarily.

Since she had no warning signs in her heart, she simply let it go and allowed herself to be sucked into the vortex.

This move can be said to be very risky.

Because no one knows what will be waiting for her after the whirlpool.

Inside the Seven Treasures Binding Divine Silk, Kong Jiu witnessed the unusual changes and cried out in surprise several times.

Seeing that his master was about to be sucked into the whirlpool, he was about to take action, but at the critical moment, he received a message from his master.

She immediately stopped what she was doing, but she still couldn't help but worry.

After a moment, Su Qingwu was completely sucked into the whirlpool, and the bottom of the lake gradually returned to calm.

There was a flash of white light before my eyes, and the next moment, my feet were on the ground.

A magnificent palace suddenly appeared before our eyes.

The main body is made of transparent crystal, and the corners are inlaid with various colored stones. Under the light that comes from nowhere, it radiates colorful light.

The palace was surrounded by thick white fog.

Su Qingwu tried to get closer, but the moment her fingertips touched the white mist, she felt as if pricked by a needle and she retracted her fingertips subconsciously.

Looking at the outstretched right hand, the index finger was pierced, bleeding, and healed quickly.

Looking at this scene, she was quite surprised.

Its own defense is not weak, and is now comparable to a lower-grade spiritual treasure.

What exactly is this white mist made of that could easily break through her defense?

And this palace in front of us, is it the remains of Jixuan Daojun?

Compared with what I imagined, the gap is huge.

After all, this person lived ten thousand years ago. In her original concept, the old mansion should be full of ancient and remote atmosphere. She never expected that at a glance, it would be so magnificent.

She recognized the crystal that made up the palace. It was a very rare material for refining tools in the world of immortal cultivation today, the Green Water Cold Crystal.

Adding it to treasures for refining can greatly increase its hardness and resist burning from foreign fires.

This palace, not to mention its interior, the countless crystals that form its main structure are priceless.

Not long after, Kong Jiu escaped from the Seven Treasures Binding Divine Silk, looked around, and sighed with emotion.

"Is this the mansion left behind by the number one person in Xuantian Continent ten thousand years ago? It is truly unique!"

Hearing this, Su Qingwu asked casually: "In your opinion, how long has this palace existed? Is it ten thousand years?"

Kong Jiu watched intently for a while, then shook his head slowly.

"It's hard to tell at the moment. The Jade Water Cold Crystal can exist indefinitely. Without external interference, it won't be consumed over time. It's impossible to tell the age of this building from its appearance."

Having said this, she looked towards the closed crystal palace door and suggested:

"Why don't you try opening it and see what's inside? Maybe you can make a judgment based on what's inside."

Su Qingwu nodded.

"The palace gates must be opened sooner or later, but we can't act rashly. This place is surrounded by white fog and there seems to be no way out. I plan to observe for a while."

"I don't know what the white mist is, but it's so powerful that it can break through your defense in one go."

"It's probably related to this palace. I used the Golden Eye of Destruction Secret Technique to check it, but I didn't find anything unusual."

Having said this, Su Qingwu walked towards the palace gate.

At this moment, something strange happened again!

The white mist that originally surrounded the palace quickly condensed forward and transformed into the image of a beast with a snake-like head, a turtle-like body, and a long tail.

Kong Jiu was stunned.

"Is this... the mythical beast Xuanwu?"

Su Qingwu was surprised.

"Don't divine beasts only exist in the fairy world?"

Of course, she had heard of the name Xuanwu, but had never seen its true appearance.

Kong Jiu's original form is a peacock, with inherited memories, and he knows more. Su Qingwu did not doubt the truth of this statement, but was really curious, why did the white mist condense into the shape of a black tortoise?

She continued reading.

After condensing into a black tortoise, Bai Wu seemed to come back to life. His limbs fell to the ground and he walked towards the palace gate.

During this time, he turned around and looked at her, as if signaling her to follow him with his eyes.

Witnessing this scene, Su Qingwu hesitated for a moment, followed his intuition, and slowly walked towards Xuanwu.

Not long after, a heavy roar reached my ears.

The palace door automatically opened inwards...

At first glance, there was nothing inside.

However, the moment Xuanwu stepped into the hall, a ripple-like wave formed.

Then the divine beast disappeared from the spot.

Su Qingwu followed, and at that moment, a mysterious force descended upon him. In just a moment, the scene around him changed.

A dazzling golden light followed.

She closed her eyes subconsciously, and after she adjusted herself, she slowly opened them and took in the surroundings clearly.

At the same time, a series of clicking sounds were heard.

Someone is going through a tribulation in the distance.

The power of thunder is enough to destroy the sky and the earth.

Kong Jiu followed beside his master, feeling the terrifying thunder striking downward. He couldn't help but shrink his body and grasp his master's sleeve to ease the fear that arose in his heart.

"Where exactly is this place?"

Su Qingwu looked at the black thunder that was striking down, and suddenly he understood something, and replied softly:

"It's an illusion, showing the situation when Jixuan Daojun survived the thunder tribulation of ascension ten thousand years ago."

"What?"

Kong Jiu widened his eyes, looking at the person who was undergoing tribulation in the distance, feeling completely incredulous.

"That's Jixuan Daojun? How did this illusion come about? No, if it really happened, it shouldn't be called an illusion, but a leftover image."

Su Qingwu did not answer. At this moment, her attention was attracted by the thunder that was destroying the sky and the earth.

She began to wonder, if she were faced with this kind of thunder, would it be possible for her to survive?