Everyone watched as Serpent Wei Xu took out the Antitoxic Pearl and carried it with him, simultaneously channeling magical power into it. As expected, the surrounding poisonous fog and toxic water were greatly diluted.

With his Spirit Shield covering his body, even the poisonous water of the Black Water Pool could be resisted, at least for a short stay, which shouldn’t be a problem.

Without further hesitation, Serpent Wei Xu entered the poisonous pool first, and the others followed one by one into the water.

...

Below the poisonous pool, one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face.

An oppressive darkness enveloped everything, as if they had entered another world, like entering the Netherworld. That powerful sense of oppression weighed on their hearts, making even cultivators feel extremely uncomfortable.

This was a dual assault on both body and mind, something ordinary people could not overcome.

"This poisonous pool seems even deeper than I imagined..."

Zheng Yi was secretly amazed.

As the protective shield from magical power moved through the black water, it was often accompanied by a hissing corrosion sound. Without looking, one could feel the magical power being corroded.

He also clearly felt within his body that the magical power he was releasing was being rapidly consumed.

Fortunately, with Wei Xu providing the Antitoxic Pearl, which was indeed a rare Exotic Treasure capable of thinning the toxins, the consumption and magical regeneration maintained a strange balance, allowing the few Purple Mansion Cultivators to delve deeply within.

The anticipated ambush never occurred.

After slaughtering the multitude of centipede offspring earlier, even the Twelve-winged Celestial Fire Dragon Centipede that had previously entered the poisonous pool completely disappeared.

After swimming approximately six to seven hundred meters downward, instead of reaching the bottom, a faint blue light curtain suddenly appeared.

Everyone gaped at each other, not daring to act rashly.

The faint blue glow was inconspicuous in the black water. If it weren’t for reaching the bottom, they probably wouldn’t have discovered this faint blue light curtain in the pitch-dark environment.

"What is this?"

Zheng Yi looked at the scene with some surprise, already convinced in his heart that the disappearance of the Twelve-winged Celestial Fire Dragon Centipede was inevitably linked to this light curtain.

"This kind of fluctuation... seems like some kind of teleportation array?!"

Zheng Yi hesitated slightly, secretly suspecting in his heart.

Because the entire blue light curtain, embedded in the underground space pool wall, emitted some vibrations that contained spatial mysteries, it resembled a type of small-scale space teleportation array attached to the main plane.

According to Zheng Yi’s calculations, the place linked by this light curtain must have some profound mystery.

Who would have thought that in such a dangerously toxic place, there would be such a fantastic mechanism? It must have been deliberately set up by someone, containing hidden secrets.

Sure enough, just as Zheng Yi’s speculation arose, several shadows darted into the light curtain like lightning.

Clearly, the accompanying Purple Mansion Cultivators were all experienced, not ordinary cultivators. They had also noticed the situation with the light curtain, perhaps understanding it even more thoroughly than Zheng Yi.

There must be treasure here, hence such an arrangement.

It might be the territory of an Ancient Cultivator, or something buried here, otherwise, such an arrangement wouldn’t consume so much effort, there must be a scheme in place.

And in the eyes of cultivators, any place without a declared owner is considered unclaimed.

If they could uncover the secret of the teleportation array, they might acquire firsthand information or even relics left by Ancient Cultivators.

If something were obtained inside, it would undoubtedly be a huge gain.

Zheng Yi dared not linger, but he was still apprehensive, slipping in last.

Afterward, passing through the thick blue light curtain, he experienced a dizzying sensation of the world spinning, arriving at a strange space.

Under the gray sky, a scene of complete devastation unfolded.

The ground was covered with all sorts of ruins and rubble, a wasteland stretching from before his eyes to the distance, resembling a winding, twisting dragon.

"What kind of place is this?"

Mao Rabbit circled the surroundings, speaking in a confused voice from behind the mask.

"This... seems like a Divine Temple?!"

Chou Ox led the crowd, standing at the forefront.

He was tall and mighty, standing at the highest point, gazing into the distance, gently speaking.

The others quickly jumped to a higher ground, overlooking the distant landscape.

This glance indeed took everyone by surprise.

Even Zheng Yi, behind the Golden Dragon Mask, couldn’t help but squint, his pupils shrinking as a look of astonishment crossed his face.

No wonder, the scene before them was indeed a bit unbelievable.

In the distance, at the horizon, the center of the collapsing building district, stood an incredibly tall Divine Temple.

The vermilion walls of the temple reached a height of several dozens of meters, rising from the ground, exuding an ancient aura, standing like a giant under the gray sky, filling one with awe.

The visual impact was that, amidst a desolate and ruined landscape, a sudden rise of civilization appeared, like a supreme giant suddenly descending, giving a strong sense of oppression.

Unfortunately, this once splendid building couldn’t withstand the erosion of time, and the surroundings were long dilapidated, even the tallest Divine Temple had collapsed halfway, leaving a sense of flawed beauty in its remaining height.

However, this was not what truly shocked Zheng Yi and the others.

What genuinely stunned these high-standing Purple Mansion Stage Cultivators, showing expressions of disbelief, was indeed another scene.