Han Feng was not surprised but overjoyed, because this was the unique aura of the colorful spiritual soil. He had had one before, so he knew it very well.
Being able to have such huge pressure, thinking that there is a pile of colorful spiritual soil below, there is definitely a lot of it, naturally makes him excited.
Han Feng endured the pressure and descended, reaching out to move away the rubble blocking the road, digging a passage that stretched in twists and turns, and successfully entered the vast world below.
A ball of colorful spiritual soil is about ten feet in size, condensed into a ball, suspended in the center of this space of nearly a hundred feet, releasing a dazzling brilliance all the time, gorgeous and beautiful.
Han Feng felt endless power coming over him, and even breathing became difficult. He had to use three kinds of power to merge into one, showing his unparalleled strength before he could withstand it.
He raised his feet and walked forward, but every step he took consumed a huge amount of his magic power, soul power, and blood energy. After a while, he was sweating profusely and felt weak in his heart.
He gritted his teeth and persisted, constantly adjusting his breathing, kneading the techniques with his hands, and continued to move forward.
A quarter of an hour later, he silently calculated and found that he had only walked ten feet, but only one-third of the three powers in his body were left.
Han Feng had to stop, reached out and touched the storage ring, took out various elixirs, poured them into his mouth like eating jelly beans, absorbed their medicinal power, and restored his own strength.
After three full hours, he recovered to 80% of his strength, but he couldn't wait any longer and walked forward.
Miraculously, as he got closer to the colorful spiritual soil, the resistance became smaller, allowing him to successfully cross the distance of thirty feet in just three sticks of incense.
He stopped to rest again, took out a large handful of elixir from the storage ring and drank it.
Three hours later, he recovered to 80% and moved forward as always.
Soon, he walked fifty feet in the air and was only ten feet away from the colorful spiritual soil. The pressure suddenly increased, making it impossible for him to get any closer.
He took a deep breath, stopped moving forward, took out the elixir and ate it. While slowly regaining his strength, he silently thought about a solution.
Judging from the situation perceived so far, the pressure displayed by this group of colorful spiritual soil is comparable to that of Half-Step Heavenly Man, but the difference from just now is that now he seems to be close to Half-Step Heavenly Man's side, enduring The pressure is unparalleled, so we can't make any progress.
He did not give up. While recovering his own strength, he calmed down and observed the colorful spiritual soil, maybe he could find its flaw.
Time passed by slowly, and four or five hours passed before I knew it.
Han Feng's power returned to its perfect state, his eyes brightened slightly, and he seemed to have found a solution.
He did not rush to ask Duan Tian and Wu Mei to come out to help him, but relied on his own strength to combine the three forces into one to develop a special talisman line, which slowly penetrated into the vast light of the colorful spiritual soil. Suddenly he caught the talisman in it, slowly approached it, and blended in with it.
This process was extremely difficult, more than three times more difficult than the previous fusion. His talisman lines were often shaken open by the opponent, and many even broke.
Han Feng could only try his best to maintain it, keep repairing it, keep contacting it, trying to find its most core characteristics, otherwise it would not be fully integrated.
He knew very well that these talisman paths hidden in its light should have been set up by humans in order to guide the energy of the colorful spiritual soil to supply the spiritual materials outside.
He squeezed the talisman with his hand and tried his best to maintain the strands of talismans in the state of the unity of the three powers. As time passed, they gradually merged with the talisman paths hidden in the colorful spiritual soil.
Although there were still failures, he slowly figured out the rules. After five or six hours, he finally succeeded and allowed his power to penetrate into the colorful spiritual soil along the talisman path.
Inside, the energy is boiling and the talismans are dense. It is simply a giant magic circle, extremely complicated. Fortunately, his power has been assimilated with the talismans and will not be expelled. He can roam freely, allowing him to see many things he has never heard of before he knows it. , a method of combination of symbols and paths that has never been seen before.
He resonated with it, and the power of the Talisman was further improved, which made him feel extremely happy.
Time flew by, and another seven or eight hours passed in an instant, and the time for meeting Ling Fen as agreed upon was getting closer and closer.
But Han Feng couldn't care about that much anymore and devoted himself wholeheartedly to studying. This opportunity was so precious that it couldn't be lost again.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, a strange sound was heard, and the light of Han Feng's talisman lines increased so much that it directly submerged the talisman path and quickly replaced it.
As soon as he changed his tactics, the outer talisman paths were quickly captured by him, and the entire formation was destroyed.
The colorful spiritual soil immediately paralyzed and no longer took shape, but turned into a piece of loose sand.
Han Feng's eyes were shining brightly, and he put it directly into the storage ring without being polite.
In an instant, the entire underground space became pitch black, and there was a faint feeling of falling mud and rocks. It seemed that without the support of the formation, the cave space was about to collapse.
Han Feng immediately stepped away and took one step forward, a hundred feet away, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the rock.
He felt extremely relaxed when he went out. Even if there was interference from other formations around him, it only took him less than a stick of incense to get back outside.
He looked around, took out the Paper of Life, identified the direction, and immediately rushed towards Ling Fen's location.
After a while, he raised his brows slightly, and suddenly found that the red light at the front of the paper of life was getting brighter and brighter, and he didn't know what happened.
"Could she be coming towards me too?" Han Feng thought to himself.
Sure enough, just as he thought, less than a quarter of an hour later, Ling Fen appeared in front of him. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be in a hurry.
"Where have you been hiding?" Ling Fen asked in a face-to-face manner as soon as they met.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, confused, and asked: "What are you hiding from?"
"I've been looking for you for an hour. Even though I have the Paper of Life in my hand, I can't sense your position. Are you trapped in a special formation?" Ling Fen's tone slowed down and her expression was calm. road.
Han Feng suddenly realized that it was probably the formation hidden in the colorful spiritual soil that covered his aura, so it could not be sensed by the Paper of Life.
"I went deep into the ground. It may be that the network of runes inside the rock blocked my breath from leaking out." Han Feng said ambiguously.
"Oh, you went into the fields too, but what did you gain?" Ling Fen's eyes flashed and she asked slowly.
Han Feng's expression was as calm as water, and he said calmly: "The network of runes there is so dense that I can't break through it, and I wasted a lot of time there."
