Mortal: I am the young sect master of the Thousand Illusions Sect

Chapter 91 Poisonous Mushroom Forest

Su Mixin stood on the edge of the giant pit on the east shore of Diyuan Island, looking up into the cave. All she could see was thick, dark blackness, so deep that no light could be seen. It was like a giant beast that had been dormant for thousands of years, opening its mouth to devour all the light.

He immediately activated his divine sense and explored vertically downwards along the pit with all his might. He descended for thirty miles, reaching the limit of his divine sense's detection, but still could not see the bottom of the pit at all.

Su Mi's eyes narrowed slightly, her expression subtly changing. After a moment of silence, she spoke in a deep voice, "Feng Hou, can the Marauder's Map pinpoint the bottom of this pit?"

Feng Hou's clear and ethereal voice immediately rang in his ears: "Master, the maximum detection range of the Marauder's Map is nine hundred miles. Even at the limit boundary, this deep pit continues to extend downwards and has not yet reached the bottom."

He raised his hand to summon the Marauder's Map and examined it closely. The terrain patterns on the screen confirmed what Feng Hou had said—this giant pit was more than nine hundred miles deep, which was extremely terrifying.

It should be noted that even with Su Mixin's current speed, it would still take her three-quarters of an hour to fly nine hundred miles at full speed.

At the entrance of the tunnel, a chilling aura of earthly evil constantly surged and rose into the sky. This aura was extremely corrosive. If he were to enter the abyss directly from here, he would have to keep his protective shield activated around the clock to resist the erosion of the evil aura. In addition, the continuous, long-term flight into the depths would result in an extremely terrifying loss of magical power.

If they encounter underground monsters or other unexpected changes along the way, their situation will be extremely dangerous if their magical power is insufficient.

The dossier that Tang Geng had previously delivered, which recorded the situation of Diyuan Island, stated that there were hundreds of paths scattered across the island, all of which could connect to the deep underground Diyuan.

The Marauder's Map's light screen also corroborates this information: within the island's interior, there are numerous underground entrances crisscrossing the area, offering a wide variety of paths to choose from.

Compared to the unpredictable depths and numerous difficulties of the giant pit on the east bank, choosing a safe and secure route is the best course of action.

Once Su Mixin had made up her mind, she raised her hand to change the Hearthstone teleportation anchor point, remarking and anchoring the teleportation mark that was originally bound to the vicinity of Kui Xing Island to the edge of this pit, leaving herself a way out.

After finishing everything, he stretched out his figure and transformed into golden light, soaring into the sky towards the heart of the Abyss Island.

The entire territory of the Abyss Island is vast, and as far as the eye can see, the land is desolate and lifeless, devoid of any life, and there is no trace of grass, trees, birds, or beasts. The island is full of desolate places where yin energy lingers and earthly evil energy rages, with fierce winds and dark mists mingling, and everywhere exudes a deathly and ferocious atmosphere.

Su Mixin relied on the liveness map to compare the terrain of various routes. After several rounds of selection, she finally chose a natural cave halfway up a rocky mountain in the heart of the area.

The cave meanders downwards, leading directly to the earth's depths, though the exact depth is unknown. However, it is the best choice: the passage is of moderate width, neither too narrow and congested nor too wide, considering that most high-level demonic beasts are generally enormous.

Most importantly, the cave entrance is quiet and peaceful, with no signs of yin energy leaking out or evil energy rising, making it far safer than the giant pit on the east bank.

Having decided on the entrance, Su Mixin instructed Feng Hou: "Feng Hou, keep an eye on the live point map. If you detect any unexpected situations ahead, notify me immediately."

A clear, cold voice rang out after the wind: "Yes, Master."

Without further hesitation, Su Mixin unleashed a burst of golden light beneath her feet, transforming into a condensed and dazzling golden streak of light that swept straight into the deep passage of the cave.

This underground passage is much longer and more winding than it appears. The rock walls are embedded with dark gray stones, occasionally entwined with fine, dark vines. There is no wind or sound along the way, only the heavy, gloomy underground air enveloping you.

The passage twists and turns, sometimes plunging downwards and sometimes extending gently, with very few forks. Following the main road marked on the survival point map, Su Mixin maintained a steady speed throughout, moving forward day and night without stopping.

Time passed quietly, and after nearly four days of underground travel, at a certain moment, Feng Hou's slightly surprised voice rang in Su Mixin's ears: "Master, we have detected the edge of the passage ahead."

Su Mi was overjoyed. After flying for another three-quarters of an hour, the endless stone passage in front of her finally opened up, and the cramped and oppressive rock wall came to an end.

As the golden light slowly faded, Su Mi stopped, his feet firmly planted on the ground. His eyes flickered slightly as he finally stepped out of the underground passage of the Abyss Island and truly entered the vast and boundless Abyss Land.

The passageway leads to a vast, boundless underground space, stretching as far as the eye can see. The dome is hidden in thick darkness, its height unknown.

The air was filled with a warm yet eerie fragrance, mixed with a faint and gentle underground spiritual energy.

Su Mixin stood at the entrance of the passage and looked into the distance. It was not dark in front of her, so she did not need the luminous pearl in her hand for illumination.

At the edge of the field of vision was a forest that stretched as far as the eye could see, but the forest was not composed of ordinary trees; instead, it was made up of some giant mushrooms.

Indeed, the forest was filled with towering giant mushrooms, each one upright and majestic, comparable to ancient trees and giant trees in the mortal world. Their caps were thick and large, their stems were thick and sturdy, and their entire bodies shimmered with a luminous glow.

Half of it shimmered with a clear, warm, emerald-green fluorescent light, while the other half was enveloped in a rich, eerie, crimson-purple glow. The interplay of light and shadow cast a dappled pattern across the dark underground space, creating a scene that was both beautiful and fraught with danger.

Fireflies sprinkled the ground, creating tiny specks of light that floated in the wind. The entire mushroom forest was silent and still, forming a secret realm unique to the abyss.

The entire mushroom forest was silent, with only fireflies and stardust drifting lazily by. The scenery was so beautiful and alluring that it was easy to let one's guard down.

Su Mixin paused at the entrance of the passage and observed intently for a moment. She spread her divine sense shallowly and repeatedly probed the aura of the surrounding area. Seeing that there were no unusual movements of demonic beasts around, and with Feng Hou's reminder that no trace of demonic beasts had been found on the live point map, she made up her mind to explore further.

He concealed most of his sharpness and slowly stepped into the strange mushroom forest. The soil under his feet was soft and damp, making no sound when he stepped on it, and it was also covered with a faint exotic fragrance.

Walking to the edge of the forest, next to the tallest green giant mushroom, the cap of this mushroom spread out like a canopy, its green fluorescent light shining brightly, and fine, shimmering green mushroom powder slowly drifting away with the wind.

Su Mixin, intrigued, raised her hand and caught a few grains of green fluorescent fungal powder as they drifted down.

The mushroom powder has a slightly cool touch, as light as willow catkins. As soon as it touches the skin on the fingertips, a soft and dense toxin silently penetrates the protective aura through the pores and directly invades the meridians.

In an instant, a tingling and throbbing sensation spread from his fingertips to his limbs and bones, the magical power flowing in his dantian suddenly became somewhat sluggish, and his meridians felt a fine stinging pain.

Su Mixin's pupils shrank suddenly, and her expression changed drastically in an instant. Without the slightest hesitation, golden light burst forth from her feet, and she used the force to retreat rapidly, falling dozens of meters away from the area where the fluorescent light of the entire mushroom forest was scattered.

The moment he landed, he crossed his knees and sat cross-legged on the ground. Pure golden sword energy surged from his dantian and flowed orderly along the meridians throughout his body.

The sword's energy was sharp and powerful, tightly enveloping the pale green poison that had invaded the meridians, gradually forcing the toxins out through the pores at the fingertips.

Only now did Su Mixin fully understand that this mushroom forest was far more dangerous than what the naked eye could see: the bright green fluorescent fungal powder she had just come into contact with contained a potent poison, the toxicity of which was subtle and hidden, and could easily penetrate the body upon mere contact with the skin, making it impossible to guard against.

If Su Mi were not a cultivator who cultivated Dharma, Body, and Spirit, not only would her Dharma cultivation have reached the Core Formation stage, but her physical body would also have reached the Core Formation level, making her physical resistance and self-healing ability far superior to other cultivators of the same level.

Just now, after only a brief contact with the fungal powder on the skin, I was immediately affected, my meridians went numb, and my magical power stagnated. If it were my physical body that was weak...

Ordinary Core Formation cultivators who only cultivate magic power do not need to inhale or come into contact with too much fungal powder. Just a little bit of green fluorescent powder falling on their skin can cause them great trouble. At best, it will cause their meridians to corrode, their magic power to dissipate, and their physical body to be severely injured, leading to a decline in their cultivation. At worst, they will be paralyzed on the ground and become nourishment for the poisonous creatures of the mushroom forest, putting their lives in danger.

The danger posed by the purple fungal powder, whose properties are still unknown, is immeasurable.

Time passed second by second, and the golden sword energy continued to cleanse her meridians. After about a quarter of an hour, faint green, viscous poison spots seeped from Su Mixin's skin. The last trace of residual toxin was completely expelled from her body and dissipated with the wind.

He exhaled a long breath, the bluish-white color fading from his eyes, and slowly opened them, his gaze filled with intense wariness.

Su Mixin lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, her fingertips gently rubbing her palm, having already made up her mind.

His gaze was calm as he looked up again at the purple dust floating in the forest, his thoughts crystal clear: the unknown is the most deadly.

We are currently on the outskirts of the mushroom forest. If we do not explore the characteristics of the purple mycelium and venture deeper into the forest, we will be caught off guard and contaminated with the purple mycelium. At that point, we will be trapped with no way forward and backward, and any further complications will only make things more dangerous.

Rather than passively falling into a trap, it's better to take the initiative to probe and find out the details.

With her mind made up, Su Mixin suppressed her apprehension and took another step, steadily walking towards a giant mushroom not far away that was radiating a large amount of crimson-purple fluorescent light.

This giant mushroom is no less large than the giant green mushroom from before, its cap glowing with a rich purple light, and fine purple powder drifting in the wind.

Su Mixin stopped beneath the mushroom, avoiding direct physical contact. Her eyes sharpened, and she made a hand seal with her fingertips. Golden magical power surged forth, solidifying in the void to form a dazzling golden hand that blended reality and illusion—the Divine Power Illusionary Demon Hand.

The Illusionary Demon Hand reached out into the air and firmly grasped a cluster of scattered purple fluorescent fungal powder. However, the moment the two touched, the magic power on the edge of the hand, which was covered by the fungal powder, melted and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, like ice and snow meeting a raging fire, being rapidly eroded and disintegrated.

Su Mixin's brows furrowed sharply, and her expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

The green fungal powder can penetrate the body and cause poisoning, while this purple fungal powder has been preliminarily identified as having extremely strong magical corrosive power!

He immediately increased his magical power to stabilize the nearly collapsed Illusionary Demon Hand, forcibly preventing the supernatural power from dissipating. He managed to absorb a very small portion of the purple fungal powder, withdrew his supernatural power, and steadily suspended the fine purple powder in mid-air in front of him.

To be on the safe side, Su Mixin did not test the powder on herself directly. With a thought, a flash of spiritual light appeared at her fingertips, and a young silver-armored horned python with scales gleaming with a cold silver luster landed on the ground.

The little python looked bewildered, tilting its head and rubbing against Su Mixin's boots, completely unaware of the danger around it.

Su Mixin gently instructed through her divine sense, directing the young silver-armored horned python to raise its tail scales and lightly sweep away the purple fungal powder floating in front of it. The little python was obedient and docile, and with a gentle sweep of its long tail, a little purple powder adhered to its fine and hard silver scales.

Su Mixin immediately connected her divine sense and carefully sensed the condition of the little python's body. After a moment, she confirmed that the silver-armored horned python's flesh and scales were undamaged, and it did not feel any pain, itching, or discomfort. Its physical condition was stable and normal.

Seeing this, Su Mixin's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was slightly relieved. He cautiously extended his fingertip and picked up only a tiny, almost imperceptible amount of purple fungal powder, about the size of a pinhead, and touched the skin of his fingertip.

After a while, there was no stinging pain on the skin, and no toxins invaded the meridians.