Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Ling Yun could increasingly feel the overpowering Pure Yang Qi as he approached the eye of the Yang Formation. He felt warm and at ease even though the temperature rose to an incredible level.

It was the effect of the Yin-Yang harmony balance. Ling Yun had spent so much effort and had even risked his life for it. It was undoubtedly one of the best martial arts to master.

Unlike with the Yin Formation, the atmosphere was also well suited for Little White.

Ling Yun advanced silently in the darkness. There was no sign of anything else other than the sound of breathing from himself and Little White. Ling Yun nodded towards Little White and walked forward confidently.

Ling Yun reached the eye of the Yang Formation after sixty meters.

The cave here was much smaller than the one at the Yin Formation. It had a radius of thirty meters, but it was only six to seven meters high. It was also very narrow.

Eh… There is a temple! Ling Yun realized there was a temple built from stone in this small s.p.a.ce.

The design of this temple was extremely simple. To Ling Yun's utter surprise, he could see a monk sitting in the lotus position.

Oh my gosh, this is… Ling Yun could see clearly that the monk was mummified since he was only twenty meters away. He walked closer towards the monk.

This is the legendary Diamond Glazed Body, the highest level of cultivation in the Buddhist realm!

Ling Yun's jaw dropped with astonishment!

The monk was seated on a futon carved from stone. His body was illuminated by the luminescent pearl. He smiled up at Ling Yun.

How long has he been here… Ling Yun put his hands together and bowed in respect.

Ling Yun couldn't discern the monk's level of attainment even with his experience in the Cultivation World. Nonetheless, he could feel that the Buddhist power from the monk could purify the human mind.

Om… Ma… Ni… Pad… Me… Hum…

Ling Yun had an illusion of hearing the Buddhist mantra which felt like some form of baptism on his soul.

Ling Yun stood solemnly in front of the old monk. His beautiful eyes were dazed. However, he managed to snap out of it and rejected the baptism firmly!

“Elder, we clearly have some sort of affinity since we're able to meet across time in this cave five hundred meters below ground. However, I can't accept your baptism. I have my own beliefs!” Ling Yun said with a small smile.

Ling Yun turned his head away from the monk and saw Little White cultivating at the eye of the Yang Formation.

Ling Yun didn't plan to head over. He could absorb the Pure Yang Qi from where he stood since he had mastered the Yin-Yang harmony balance.

Ling Yun entered the temple and was in awe. The power of Buddhism was no small feat to overcome. He had to invoke his powerful spirit he had used during the Tribulation Stage to barely resist its purification.

With that in mind, there was no way he could stay there for long. If he did, he would probably give up his own cultivation and become a monk right after he exited from there.

Ling Yun swept his gaze around and found a Zen stick, Buddhist beads, alms bowl, a blue object and a broken gourd.

Ling Yun put the blue object and the gourd into his spatial ring and was just about to leave the temple before something in the hands of the monk caught his eye.

He had a walnut-sized bead clasped in his hand.

Ling Yun's heart skipped a bit. He retrieved the bead and observed it in his hand.

It was gray and ordinary.

“What is this? There doesn't seem to be anything special about it…” Ling Yun murmured under his breath. He turned the bead around again carefully.

A smile broke out on his face. There were natural textures and lines on the bead in the image of a compa.s.sionate Buddha! It was so fine that it seemed like a finely crafted work of art rather than a natural formation.

The gray Buddha figure was simple and natural. It revealed an inexplicable Zen charm. Ling Yun took it in his hand and felt an even greater force of Buddhism. The mantra drilled straight into his mind.

Ling Yun went back to the Buddhist beads on the stone table and compared them. He realized that his particular bead was different, even though they looked similar.

So intriguing. Forget it, I'll bring it home for further investigation… Ling Yun didn't want to take that Buddhist beads initially, but he stored them away in his spatial ring along with the mysterious walnut-sized bead.

The Buddhist mantra weakened after Ling Yun took the treasures. Ling Yun skipped out from the temple and stared at the old monk again.

A real Diamond Glazed Body could extinguish the existence of the Earth Deity from the Period of Great Accomplishment…

The great mysterious Earth is definitely not simple!

Ling Yun swiftly went around the cave once more and found no more items of interest. He used telepathy to tell Little White that they were leaving.

Ling Yun could ensure that he was not affected by the power from the Buddhist mantra, but he could not say the same for Little White.

“Let's go!” Ling Yun had to forsake the Pure Yang Qi here for their good.

Little White got up gradually. Her eyes fixated on the old monk in the temple. She didn't move from there.

“Sh*t!” Ling Yun grabbed Little White with one hand and used the Dragon Fish Phantom Ability to bring them as far away as he could.

“Little White… Little White?” Ling Yun placed Little White back on the ground and called her name twice before Little White slowly reacted.

The dazed expression in Little White's eyes gradually disappeared and regained its normal appearance. Ling Yun didn't ask anything since Little White couldn't talk yet.

That was scary… I don't know if the monk was really mummified or if it was just his body…

Ling Yun sighed inwardly and shook his head. He wanted to forget everything that he had just experienced.

However, the image of that old monk with his compa.s.sionate smile was deeply engraved onto his mind.

Ling Yun suddenly remembered the myths and legends he had researched. Who could the old monk be?

No wonder I couldn't sense him even with the divine sense from Level Nine of the Qi Cultivation…

“Let's head to the center of the Formation…” Ling Yun began to head eastwards with Little White by his side. He was now deeply amazed by this Yin Yang Dragon Lock Spell.

The tomb in the vampire bats' lair was nothing compared to this old monk's temple.

Ling Yun had explored both eyes of the Yin Yang Dragon Lock Spell and was on his way to obtain the sputum of the dragon. He intended to leave this place immediately after he obtained it.

Ling Yun knew that the main formation was the Dragon Lock Formation to keep the dragon from emerging out of Qingshui Lake. The Yin-Yang Formation were just an auxiliary formation.

Ling Yun didn't know how long ago this formation had been cast. Perhaps he wouldn't even meet the dragon in question. However, he knew that he could get the sputum of the dragon at the very least. Longxian Gra.s.s could only thrive with the sputum of the dragon as its source.

As they proceeded eastwards, Ling Yun could feel the power of a certain sort. He became wary.

It could even trap a dragon. Ling Yun didn't want to become friends with that old monk.

Where is the dragon? Could it be in that underground river? Ling Yun pondered as he walked.

“Perhaps it had succeeded in escaping with the help of the torrential rain? Could this Crater have been created because it managed to burst out?!”

Ling Yun was now rather far away from the two formations. Thinking of the geography above, he was nearly out of the valley formed by Nancui Peak and Dragon Mountain.

Ling Yun began to feel the powerful Dragon Spiritual Energy being emitted from the sputum of the dragon.

A dragon was hard enough to find, let alone its sputum. The sputum had more spiritual energy than the dragon itself. Ling Yun most certainly would not let this chance slip away. He started to absorb the Dragon Spiritual Energy unceremoniously.

I hope that old monk didn't get to the sputum first… Ling Yun accelerated his pace anxiously.

Ling Yun was not naive enough to think that the highly skilled monk would not know about the sputum of the dragon after being in the formation for so long.

The wall of the cave became higher and wider, which made Ling Yun felt really small.

“Oh my gosh, what is that?!”

Ling Yun reached the place where the Dragon Spiritual Energy was at its strongest, only to see a black wall blocking his path!

And it was moving!