Chapter 425: Transformation God Level Existence

Sun Lingtong controlled the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon, following this batch of suspicious hooded black-robed cultivators.

The Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon shrank to the extreme and remained invisible, shuttling through the mountains and forests without a sound.

Sun Lingtong gradually went deep into this Heavenly Pillar Giant Wood.

The mountain rocks on the surface of the giant wood were quite thick, accompanied by countless plants, and the vegetation was quite dense.

The sound of wind, *woo woo woo*, kept coming, as if ghosts were crying.

Under the shadows intertwined by the plants, there seemed to be ghost shadows, or demon beasts hidden in ambush, making Sun Lingtong raise his spirit to the twelfth degree.

Following all the way, none of these hooded black-robed cultivators discovered the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon.

This was within Sun Lingtong's expectations.

Because the cultivation of this group of people was relatively low; the few leaders had Foundation Establishment cultivation, and most of the others were only Qi Refining cultivators.

"Another cave... there must be fifty or sixty by now, right?"

"The caves in this giant wood mountain are more numerous than usual."

Sun Lingtong had just looked down from high altitude, and now going deep into one of the Heavenly Pillar Giant Woods, he discovered more details.

On this giant wood mountain, there were caves of all sizes, like dark mouths, quietly watching the passersby.

The strange thing was that every once in a while, a large amount of cold wind would blow out from the caves, making different sounds. Some were low whimpers, making people's hair stand on end, and some were like tidal roars, with huge volume, forcing people to block their ear orifices.

The hooded black robes moved quickly, their steps light, like ghosts in the night, always moving forward silently.

When they climbed to the mountainside, they stopped for the first time.

Several leaders took out maps or tokens, compared them with each other, and chose a cave nearby together.

The black robes entered one after another.

Sun Lingtong followed closely behind.

The cave entrance was pitch black, and only a faint light was emitted from the magic tools in the hands of the black-clothed people, barely illuminating the road ahead.

At first, there was thick moss on the cave walls, emitting a damp and rotten smell, and a suffocating sense of oppression permeated the air.

But as they went deeper, the mountain road stone walls became smooth and empty.

A deep silence shrouded the entire mountain road.

Suddenly, one of the black robes in front stepped on scattered stones, making a faint sound.

In an instant, all the black-robed cultivators stopped, standing still, like stone statues.

They glared at the cultivator who made the noise, and some even directly revealed killing intent.

The black-robed cultivator who made the mistake began to tremble slightly.

Sun Lingtong, seeing this scene, became even more curious: "What are these people doing? I feel like they are very afraid, as if they are afraid of waking someone up."

The structure of the mountain road was unusually complex, extending in all directions, like a huge maze. Sun Lingtong concentrated his attention and silently recorded the scene at every intersection.

A concrete route map was branded in his mind. He had been trained since childhood in judging and remembering paths and directions, and he was quite outstanding.

A familiar feeling arose in Sun Lingtong's heart; this complex terrain couldn't help but remind him of the days he had experienced in Fire Persimmon Mountain.

"Compared to the tunnels in Fire Persimmon Mountain, the ones here are clearly more than ten times more complex, winding and twisting."

"However, although these mountain roads are intertwined, the terrain will not change drastically. Unlike the tunnels in Fire Persimmon Mountain, as long as there is an eruption or ground vibration, it will lead to large-scale rerouting and changing."

"For this kind of terrain, if you walk a few more times, you will eventually explore it thoroughly."

The deeper they went, the wider the mountain road became, and there were no stalagmites, stalactites, etc.

This abnormal landform feature also made Sun Lingtong secretly pay attention.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the hooded black-clothed people arrived at a huge cave hall.

The cave ceiling was high, and the surrounding stone walls were smooth.

Only the few leaders, holding magic tools, always emitted a faint light, barely seeing things. This was clearly intentional.

At the other end of the cave hall was a huge cave entrance never seen before.

The cave entrance was pitch black, like an ancient giant beast opening its mouth, waiting for the prey to send itself in, giving people the feeling of hiding a huge crisis.

The black-robed cultivators began to set up an array.

A huge circular array was carved on the ground, and then everyone stood in the size array feet of the circular array.

The black-clothed people whispered spells, the spiritual power fluctuations became more and more intense, and the entire cave hall trembled slightly.

Sun Lingtong wanted to identify this array, but failed.

He found that the shape of this array was very different from mainstream arrays, and it was filled with many divine texts, winding and twisting, and he couldn't identify anything at all.

Sun Lingtong waited patiently.

The array was urged to the extreme, emitting a ghostly light.

The ghostly light was like smoke, drifting into the huge cave entrance in front.

But as time passed, there was no movement or change.

Some Qi Refining cultivators standing in the array feet appeared unable to support, and became panicked.

They didn't dare to communicate loudly, and with the help of the array, they communicated with divine sense and spiritual sense, expressing that they couldn't support it, wanted to pause, and rest.

However, the Foundation Establishment-level leaders ignored them.

The Qi Refining cultivators found something wrong and wanted to break out, but their struggles were all bound by the array eyes.

Sun Lingtong saw this and immediately knew that this array at least possessed the ability to sacrifice.

Sure enough, the next moment, the Qi Refining cultivators withered, and finally completely collapsed, a pile of flesh and internal organs fell to the ground, all their bones were extracted, and they became sacrificial objects.

But there was still no movement at the cave entrance.

After the remaining few Foundation Establishment cultivators looked at each other, they all took out daggers and stabbed themselves fiercely.

They committed suicide at the same time, their cultivation and bones all turned into sacrifices, pushing the power of this array to the highest level.

However, it was still ineffective!

The only remaining four cultivators had to gradually stop the array, and communicated one by one with divine sense.

Sun Lingtong had no ability to eavesdrop, and his heart became itchy.

He speculated in his heart: "These demon cultivators are probably coming here to communicate with some powerful existence."

But what exactly is this existence?

Sun Lingtong's eyes shone, and he was still hesitating in his heart, but his hands had already started to act.

He controlled the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon and quietly drilled into the huge cave entrance.

This mountain road was quite wide, and its length was much shorter than Sun Lingtong had guessed.

And it was peaceful all the way, without any danger, at most it was a bit dark and a bit dim.

At the end of the mountain road was a stone, the size of a house.

The stone was round like a ball, the surface was very smooth, and there were some remnants of vitality, leaking a trace of aura higher than the Nascent Soul level.

Sun Lingtong's heart pounded: "Higher than the Nascent Soul level, could it be that this is a Transformation God level expert?"

He felt very excited.

If it were Ning Zhuo, he would never risk entering the cave to investigate. But Sun Lingtong was born to like adventure and pursue excitement.

But this excitement was too great.

Sun Lingtong had cold sweat on his forehead, carefully urged the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon, and slowly retreated.

The Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon was only at the Nascent Soul level, and if it were placed under the eyes of a Transformation God level powerhouse, the possibility of being discovered was very high.

However, when Sun Lingtong retreated halfway, he stopped voluntarily again.

"Wait a minute, it seems... it seems... as if..."

"This Transformation God expert is already dead?"

He observed carefully again, using the detection means in the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon to observe.

After a while, Sun Lingtong had a complex and strange look on his face.

He confirmed that this Transformation God expert had already died!