He finally stopped, took a few steps back, and glanced around with cold eyes.

This mountain peak looked very familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

He searched carefully in his mind.

Among the books I read in the basement all day today, there was one that recorded the history of Shenling Mountain and the two gods pressing down on Shenling Mountain.

His eyes widened suddenly, as if he had thought through something. When he came to his senses, a force arose from his feet, pulling him down hard.

The demonic energy all over his body emanated from his body, preventing the force from pulling him down. However, no matter how much force he exerted, the force would be strong. If he did not resist, he would slowly fall.

He relaxed himself, stopped activating the demonic energy, and allowed the force to pull him down.

Getting closer to the ground, he lowered his head and looked again.

The clouds and fog in the mountains are getting thicker, and the fog is pushed away. What comes into view is a large rock. The rock is green, surrounded by green grass. There is a tree next to the rock. The tree is completely black, and it is not wet yet.

The leaves have grown out, making the tree appear bare.

However, looking further, behind the turquoise rock, there is a woman wearing black gauze sitting, her legs are crossed, her hands are holding lotus fingers, and they are placed on her legs and knees.

There was a faint black smoke rising from the top of her head, and the wisps of black smoke flew towards the tree next to her. The branches of the tree sucked up the black smoke, and with each wisp smoked, a branch grew.

When Beiming Yexuan saw this scene, his heart beat rapidly.

That back figure made him feel extremely familiar, and he couldn't wait to go down, so strong demonic energy surged in his body, and the demonic energy formed a wind current, making him fall faster.

"Bang!" A huge sound caused Feng Yunmo, who was practicing, to stop his practice.

When she opened her eyes, the Shenling Mountain was still so quiet that she could hear her heartbeat. She shook her head and smiled bitterly. She was probably overthinking, as there was no way anyone would come here.

The further she reaches the fifth level of the Mysterious Demon, the less calm her heart becomes. Feng Ji said that the Mysterious Demon stage is the bottleneck. Only in this stage can she abandon all distracting thoughts and let go of her worries before she can break through the fifth level and reach the third level.

The peak of the sixth level.

While she was thinking hard, a drop of water fell on her face.

There was a "click" sound, and the sound of the drop of water hitting her face was strangely clear.

She frowned, stretched out her hand, wiped the water droplets from her face, turned her fingers over, and found a figure printed in the crystal water droplets.

The figure was very clear, and he was hanging on the magic tree with only branches and no leaves next to her.

His eyes were filled with tears as he looked at her sitting under the tree. He didn't even turn his eyes, just staring at Feng Yunmo.

Feng Yunmo looked at the water droplets, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again, shook her head and sighed: "The illusion is getting more and more serious, and this time I can actually see his figure in the water droplets."

She exhaled and blew away a drop of water in her hand, but the pair of bloody eyes she saw in the drop of water made her heart tighten.

Just when she was about to close her eyes and continue practicing, a choked and hoarse voice sounded from above her head: "Feng Yun Mo."

With these three short words, Feng Yunmo suddenly opened her eyes and without hesitation looked up at the magic tree above her head. Her eyes widened and widened involuntarily.
Chapter completed!