Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 421: The Truth Within the Cave

Black Wind Mountain, halfway up the slope.

The area shrouded by that sinister formation was no longer an impenetrable iron wall in Su Ming's eyes.

The azure water line moved like a living spirit snake, silently gliding through the gaps between the dark blood-colored formation lines. As Su Ming's mind stirred slightly, that water line precisely coiled around an extremely concealed energy reflux node within the formation, his spiritual energy frequency completing hundreds of subtle synchronization oscillations in an instant.

"Hum..."

A faint sound, almost inaudible.

The seemingly normal space ahead rippled like a calm lake struck by a pebble, sending out an invisible ring of ripples. Following that, a narrow gap barely wide enough for one person to squeeze through sideways silently opened beneath the dense tree shadows.

Beyond the gap lay another world.

A thick, nearly tangible stench of blood mixed with the rotting odor of soil rushed toward him, churning his stomach violently.

But he did not enter immediately.

The first principle of the "Way of Survival" was never to place oneself in a dangerous situation with incomplete information. A cultivator capable of setting up such a sinister killing formation would surely have laid deadly traps at every step within his cave dwelling.Su Ming slowly sat cross-legged outside that hair-thin gap in the formation.

The night wind brushed past his somewhat thin shoulders, rustling his robes, but he seemed oblivious. His mind sank into a stillness as deep as an ancient well.

the size of a walnut with surfaces smooth as mirrors. These were scraps he had personally polished during his time in the

point at his fingertip, forming an azure engraving knife thinner than an embroidery

divine sense was intensely focused. In his mind, the two hundred and seventeen runes from The True Meaning of Basic Rune Deconstruction, which he had already memorized to perfection, lit up one by one

three of the most basic auxiliary

the spiritual energy fluctuations generated

any hesitation. Complex rune structures became the simplest strokes under his hands, and one azure line after another was precisely carved into the plate's interior, eventually interweaving into a miniature, exquisite, yet perfectly

burn an incense stick, three "Miniature Detection Arrays" were

plates inside but instead fumbled in his storage

used a wisp of extremely faint spiritual energy, like glue, to stick the three formation plates to the undersides of the stones. Then he stood up and walked to the gap in

deep breath, he flicked

arc with a skillful force, lightly tossed to the left side of

flew to

angled with an extremely tricky trajectory into a crevice in

closed his eyes, formed a strange hand seal, and instantly established an invisible link between his divine sense and the three

next moment, a silent "map" composed of pure spiritual energy

massive cave located within the

three loyal scouts, continuously fed back all spiritual energy reactions within

spiritual energy

his divine sense delved deeper, on the left side, about thirty zhang into the cave, he "saw" an extremely yin-cold spiritual energy source, carrying a heavy aura of death. There... were at least a hundred stiffened corpses piled

side was a churning blood pool. Floating above the pool was a black mass of qi, the size of a human head, formed

Ming's heart sank, little by