Shen Yun was on the top of the giant bones, condescendingly looking at the black ocean.

With his eyesight, the latter is boundless and seems to have no end.

Therefore, Shen Yun decided to follow the direction of the giant bone crack first and go straight on the sea.

If, after two hours, he could not see the other side, then he turned around and returned to the Great Bone.

In this way, at dawn, he will definitely be able to return to the Ice and Snow Secret Realm safely - although this is definitely the passage to the Forbidden Land Secret Realm of the Heavenly God Sect, and he also has the blessing of Qingshuang and "Wentian", but he is not the head of the Heavenly God Sect after all. Before the latter came in, he must have gained the experience passed down from generation to generation by the leaders. And he didn't know anything about it. Everything can only be explored on the spot. Therefore, the heads are here, no different from the mountains behind their own homes, and they will not encounter too much danger. But he doesn't have to. This makes him not too optimistic, and he must be cautious and always be on the premise of safety.

However, even if he didn't succeed in finding the other side this time, he would not be disappointed, or even discouraged.

Knowing the correct method, and there are two physical training artifacts such as the giant bone and the black ocean, this time he failed, and after he went back, he practiced hard for another six days, and the next search range would definitely be magnified several times. Maybe you'll find the other side.

Even if he fails next time, then, next time, he will be stronger, and he will definitely succeed.

He was convinced of this.

In fact, there's no need to wait until next time.

Don't look at the opening of "Wentian", every time it just pushes the waterway forward, but the speed is not bad. More than half an hour later, Shen Yun saw a hazy bright spot appear on the black skyline.

Looks like I guessed right again. The direction of the crack is the other side.

Shen Yun tried to use the Dao power, merging into his eyes, trying to see more clearly.

However, it didn't work.

The bright spot is still not much bigger than the jujube pit, and it is still so hazy.

In other words, the method he usually uses will not work here.

Shen Yun extinguished his thoughts, worked hard, and continued to move towards that bright spot.

After another quarter of an hour, the bright spot suddenly shook, and in an instant, it became more than a hundred times larger.

Suddenly, Shen Yun saw it more clearly.

It was a mountain.

The pointed summit glows with five-colored light.

It looks like a lighthouse by the sea.

As for why it suddenly got bigger, instead of following common sense, it got bigger and bigger as the distance gradually got closer...... Shen Yun shrugged his shoulders and said in his heart: It is very likely that this passage is piled up layer by layer of formations. How can we use outside "common sense" to explain these many phenomena?

It seems that half an hour is a measure. After another quarter and a half of hours, the mountain shook violently again. Immediately after, Shen Yun found that he was only less than five miles away from it.

That's not a mountain. It's a tower made of huge stones.

Or rather, it's a beacon of guidance.

The body of the tower has eight sides, a total of 33 layers. On the surface, it is covered in white marble. I don't know how many years it has stood here, but it is still white and dusty.

The five-colored light came out of the thirty-two layers.

And only on this side facing Shen Yun did it shine.

The semicircular arches on the remaining seven faces, like the semicircular arches of the other layers, are pitch black.

Like the black sea, Shen Yun couldn't see through them.

At the base of the tower, there is a circular platform slightly above the sea.

It is made of giant black jade. Yes, Shen Yun almost didn't find it.

Why don't you go up to the tower and have a look?

Shen Yun hesitated for a moment and decided to move closer. You might be able to see something from the black platform, or the tower.

No, his tune didn't break, but the passage on the sea no longer stretched forward.

Is this the limit of how close to the lighthouse is?

Time was limited, Shen Yun didn't dare to stay longer, and immediately turned sideways to the left and tried to detour.

It still doesn't work.

Then, turn to the right and detour.

He quickly turned sideways to the right.

This time it was. The waterway turns to the right and continues to push forward.

After another quarter of an hour, a boxy white platform burst out in front of him.

Shen Yun glanced behind him with the afterglow of his left eye. It was pitch black behind, and the lighthouse that glowed with five-colored light was gone.

Once again, the measure here is half an hour.

Shen Yun kept playing "Asking the Sky" while looking at the high platform in front of him.

It was about ten or twenty miles away. Unlike the lighthouse that has just passed by, it does not have a black platform at the bottom. It looks as if it grew straight out of the black sea. The side of the high platform facing him is wide and narrow at the bottom, trapezoidal, and there is no trace of variegation. On the left side, you can clearly see that there is a stone staircase that leads to the top from the bottom to the top.

At the top, a railing of the same color is faintly visible.

As to whether they were stony or not, he could not make out them with his eyes.

Other than that, there was nothing else on the sea ahead.

There's no choice, is there?

Shen Yun continued to blow "Ask the Sky" and went to the high platform.

Half an hour later, the high platform shook for a moment, and suddenly stood in front of me.

It was far more majestic than Shen Yun had imagined. Visually, no more, no less, thirty-three feet tall.

The white marble steps that emerged from the black sea were tightly pressed against the end of the passage.

Shall I go up and have a look?

Shen Yun's heart moved, trying to perceive the breath around him - the breath of the giant bone was too domineering, so that he couldn't perceive other breaths at all, and as soon as he used the breath to perceive, the pressure of the giant bone became heavier, so after suffering a little more, he learned to be obedient, not only did he not use the breath to sense these days, but also deliberately closed the sense of smell. When crossing the black ocean, he was even more cautious, and he did not dare to open his sense of smell. Breath perception naturally does not dare to use it.

What a dead air!

In all directions, there is a dead air that is heavier than the evening twilight.

How can there be such a heavy dead air?

Shen Yun was taken aback. Coupled with the cold attack of death, he was caught off guard, and his breath paused for a moment. As a result, the music that came out also stopped slightly.

At this moment, the passage on the soles of his feet "clicked", and a large crack appeared as thick as a finger and more than two feet long. And it continues to expand.

Shen Yun stirred up the spirit, quickly collected his breath to perceive, cheered up, and continued to play.

However, the fissure is only stopping the trend of widening, and shows no sign of re-healing.

The water below silently poured up from the crack.

Seeing that the black sea water was almost at his feet, Shen Yun didn't want to taste the bone-chilling cold again, so he didn't hesitate, and while blowing a tune, he raised his feet and stepped on the first step.

As soon as he stood still, he heard another "click" in the passage, and couldn't help but glance away from the rest of his eyes - for some reason, since he entered here, he had a gut feeling that he must not look behind him. Therefore, whether it was in the white fog, or on the giant bones and the black ocean, he never looked back. At most, it was a quick glance out of the corner of my eye, as I am now. However, every time he saw a worse situation in the shadow, it made him even more afraid to turn back.

In just a few moments, the sea water was already half an inch thick at the bottom of the channel. The passage seemed to be unbearable, and several large and small cracks appeared. As a result, more seawater poured in. This, in turn, accelerates the cracking of the channel...... In less than two breaths, the channel had been torn apart and most of it was swallowed by the sea.

Shen Yun shuddered, retracted his gaze, and warned himself in his heart: Even if the sky falls, the song can't stop.