Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan widened his eyes. The golden dragon was dozens of meters long, and one of its claws was bigger than his. But now, it had vanished into thin air.    

The overwhelming pressure dissipated along with it. Even the thick white fog surrounding the ground had disappeared, revealing the colorful ground.    

"Illusion?"    

He suddenly thought of this possibility. Back in the Desolate Ancient Land, he had used the Black Panther once. If it wasn't for the Heavenly Eye's unique ability to break illusions, he wouldn't have discovered it at that time.    

However, this golden dragon was much more real now. He could even remember the fine scales on the golden dragon's body.    

The thing that puzzled him the most was, if it was really an illusion, how could he be injured?    

Yang Xuan shifted his gaze to the silver shield. The surface of the silver shield was unusually smooth, without any traces left behind.    

"Wait a minute, it's this silver shield!"    

His expression suddenly became strange as he looked at the shield in front of him. His gaze was solemn as he said, "Every time I am injured, it is the additional injury caused by the silver shield being forced back. If it is really the legendary dragon... Let's not talk about whether this silver shield can block it or not, how can it not have other attacking methods? "    

Judging from the spiritual pressure he felt earlier, even if that golden dragon casually unleashed some moves... As long as he was touched by even the slightest bit of it, he would die without a doubt. However, the other party only used physical attacks. Furthermore, it was all done after he activated the silver shield.    

This was also the reason why Yang Xuan was injured every time. In fact, every time he was injured, it was because of the silver shield.    

His expression became darker and darker. After coming to this conclusion, he shrank the silver shield and did not take it back. Instead, he held it tightly in his hand, just in case.    

The Spiritual Force in his body was activated. The blue light that flashed before was from the Spiritual Force cultivated by the Three Essence Silence Spell. At this moment, he had gathered all the Spiritual Force into his sea of consciousness to maintain his consciousness.    

"It's all thanks to this cultivation technique that I can calm my mind. Otherwise, I might really have died here."    

Yang Xuan thought to himself. The Heavenly Eye and the Divine Sense were suppressed in this place, and they couldn't be released from their bodies. He had almost fallen into a trap. Now that he had regained his senses, he immediately sized up his surroundings.    

The white fog looked like an illusion. The entire spatial zone was crystal clear, and he could see everything clearly.    

The ground was covered with colorful rocks. They were uneven and there were many strange plants growing on them. Yang Xuan only took a rough look at them, but he didn't recognize any of them.    

There was a small pond in the middle of the space. It was as big as two people hugging each other. Among them was the light blue spring water. It was rolling and rolling, and there were also wisps of fog rising.    

Beside the pond was a strange flower that was as tall as a knee. It was completely black. The leaf was the size of a palm. There were many patterns on it, making it look like human faces. The flower was dark purple, and in the middle of it was a fruit emitting a faint black aura. The cold feeling was still clearly transmitted into Yang Xuan's heart even though it was dozens of meters away.    

He stared at the fruit that was rolling in the black fog for two breaths of time and felt goosebumps all over his body. Strange sounds could be heard by his ears.    

Suddenly, a figure jumped out from the small pond.    

It was a man in green clothes. He had a cold face, and his body was emitting an irresistible spiritual pressure. He was exactly the same as the man from the State Hall whom Yang Xuan had seen in the Qingzhou City competition.    

As soon as this man appeared, he clenched his fist and threw it at Yang Xuan.    

"Illusion, it's an illusion!"    

He muttered in his heart. His expression remained unchanged, and a blue light flashed in his eyes. The figure suddenly became blurry, and only after a few breaths did it slowly disappear.    

"Even the Three Yuan Calming Art can't deal with it?"    

Yang Xuan frowned. When the figure had become blurry, it flickered a few times. At the beginning, it actually showed signs of becoming clear. Fortunately, he quickly shifted his gaze away from the fruit, and the figure completely disappeared.    

"It seems like that thing is the source of the illusion."    

He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as the illusion was not man-made, everything would be fine.    

He shifted his gaze away from the plant and slowly leaned over.    

To be able to create such a powerful illusion, the spiritual grass was definitely not an ordinary object. He would naturally not let it go.    

As the distance between him and the spirit grass shortened, some strange scenes would occasionally appear in front of his eyes. Fortunately, as long as he did not look directly at the strange fruit, the illusions created would be resolved with the Three Yuan Calming Art.    

The distance of several dozen meters was covered in the blink of an eye.    

The sound of spring water surging within the small pond entered his ears. The rich Spiritual Force aura passed through the pores all over his body and slowly seeped into his body, giving him an extremely comfortable feeling.    

"This fog is actually all Spiritual Force."    

Yang Xuan was shocked as he looked at the faint fog floating in front of him. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and touch it. The fog immediately circled around his hand. After that, it flowed through his fingertips into his meridians. In just a few breaths' time... The Spiritual Force that he had consumed earlier had been completely replenished. He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand.    

The Spiritual Force here was the essence of the mountains and rivers, and he was still unable to refine it. Overabsorption would only harm his meridians.    

He cast his gaze towards the small pond below, and actually forgot about the spirit herbs for a moment.    

The spring water was azure, and it was bottomless. It was emitting a leisurely glow.    

Yang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly searched through the storage bag. After a while, he took out an earthen jar.    

These were the items that the man in black had placed in the storage bag. Now they were useful. He tried to put the earthen jar down and filled it with spiritual spring.    

However, just as he picked up the earthen jar, the spiritual spring left the surface of the ground and immediately turned into a white fog that filled the sky. It flew out and dissipated into the air.    

Yang Xuan frowned. These mountain and river essences were rarely seen. Although he couldn't absorb them for the time being, they might come in handy in the future. It would be a pity to give up like this.    

He put another earthen jar into his storage ring. Then, he pointed his finger out, forming a layer of Spiritual Force film on top of the earthen jar.    

After nervously picking up the jar, mist began to seep out from all directions once again. When he looked back, he found that the spiritual spring had long disappeared without a trace.    

"Forget it."    

Yang Xuan shook his head in disappointment and did not try again.    

He did not have any equipment that specialized in storing spirit liquid on him. With just these ordinary items, he was unable to collect this spirit liquid.    

Taking a step back, his gaze landed on the spirit grass at the side.    

In order to prevent being disturbed by the illusion, he did not look directly at the fruit. Instead, he stared intently at the root of the spirit grass. After wrapping his palm with the Spiritual Force, he pulled it out.    

If there was an expert here, he would definitely scold him. A rare plant of heaven and earth actually did not pay attention to protection and was pulled out just like that.    

Yang Xuan naturally didn't know about this. He only thought that the spiritual herb was the same as the one in Desolate Ancient Land. He casually stuffed it into the storage bag.