Nangong Yi had never said a word. At this moment, when Nangong Yi heard Ling Ya's sudden exclamation, he immediately raised his eyebrows and looked, seeing a fleeting light in front of his eyes.

The seven-color rainbow hangs across the sky, and the light above the island is dazzling. This is the gate to heaven.

"We're finally here!" Ling Mulao took a deep breath and looked at the Gate of Heaven in the distance with countless emotions in his heart.

This journey has not been easy, and we have passed through so many hellish gates. The level of hardship is comparable to Monk Tang’s journey to the West, but today we are finally reaching the destination.

However, although it was the end, it was not as simple as she imagined.

Ling Mulao and Nangong Yi jumped onto the island. Upon seeing this, the spirit duck immediately fluttered its wings, then shrank to the size of a palm and flew to the shore.

"Master, it turns out that the Gate of Heaven looks like this. It's not good-looking at all!" Lingya knew that the symbol of the Gate of Heaven was a seven-color rainbow, but now that he looked around, there was only one seven-color rainbow that caught his eye.

"The Gate of Heaven is not for you to come here as a tourist." Ling Mulao's lips twitched almost invisibly, and then he glared at Lingya fiercely.

However, this gate to the heaven is indeed a bit desolate. From the position under your feet, you can see that there is no grass growing and it is completely bare.

All around, except for the sudden stands of strange rocks, no vegetation could be found.

"Be careful, this stone forest is not simple!" Junyan said coldly, Nangong Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate layers of strange rocks.

He tightened his fingers slightly, then stepped forward and grabbed Ling Mulao's hand, preparing to walk away.

Ling Mulao saw Nangong Yi's solemn expression and knew in her heart that this forest was not simple. However, being held tightly by his warm palm, she had nothing to fear even if she was facing a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

The rocks are rugged, and the further you go, the more you realize that the rocks have strange shapes. They seem to be naturally formed, but their positions are very particular.

Ling Mulao has always studied Qimen Escape Techniques and major formations, but at this moment, facing these unexpected rocks, he has no idea.

It's not an arithmetic arrangement, it's not an equal-proportion arrangement, there's no seven-star array, there's no Bagua diagram. Although I can feel there are patterns in it, I just feel like I need to figure it out, and then something changes suddenly in the next step.

Frowning his brows tightly, it was the first time for Ling Mulao to walk into the strange formation in such a messy and unorganized manner. Even though he had always been calm and composed, he was a little worried at this moment.

After all, this is also the gate to heaven. If they make the slightest mistake, they may be doomed.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out in my palms.

Nangong Yi, who had always had a cold face and silently pulled Ling Mulao forward quickly, couldn't help but retract his fingers because he felt the sweat on his palms.

Without any words, Nangong Yi just turned his head and glanced at Ling Mulao resolutely. That look seemed to say, don't worry, I'm here.

Inexplicably, after receiving such a glance, Ling Mulao's heart felt much more at ease for an instant, and he followed Nangong Yi's pace quickly.

Behind him, the spirit duck flapped its wings shrinkingly, looking east and west for a while, as if it was afraid of accidentally running into a trap.

There was dead silence in the air. Apart from the sound of footsteps and the flapping of wings, the only sound left was each other's breathing.

The closer we get to the center of the stone formation, the more dazzling the sunlight becomes. The bright light makes it almost impossible to see what is in front of us.
Chapter completed!