In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
Zhang Xing spent most of his time in the secret chamber.
He meditated every day to comprehend his Tao Realm.
He did not participate in anything else.
Unless Deputy Sect Master Mo Xi gave him an order.
He was preparing to break through to the Immortal State.
Now that all the conditions were ripe, if he did not level up, he would not dare to enter the Dragon Island to earn experience for the dragons' lucky draw.
Ever since he became a true disciple, he felt that there was a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him.
Black Treasure and the others also sensed it, but they could not find where it was.
Therefore, for the past three years, Zhang Xing and the dragons had lived in the White Tiger Sect and had never entered the Turtle Dragon Island.
It was better to be safe than sorry. They had never encountered such a dangerous feeling before.
They did not dare to be careless.
Fortunately, three years was not very long.
Zhang Xing meditated for at least three to five months each time.
These three years of meditation gave him more confidence to break through to the Immortal State.
As long as the Sect Master gave him the White Tiger Roaring to the Sky Technique, he could pretend to break through to the Immortal State.
Of course, he could also break through to the Immortal State directly.
But that would bring him a lot of trouble.
The mysterious Sect Master wanted to spy on their secrets.
Wouldn't that give him an excuse to do it?
Zhang Xing did not know if his analysis was right, but it was always right to be careful.
"Zhang Xing, come with me to see the Sect Master!"
Late one night, Mo Xi's voice came into Zhang Xing's secret chamber.
"He's finally here!"
Zhang Xing exhaled, tidied up his clothes, and flew into the air in a flash.
Si Wu was waiting for him in the sky.
The two of them did not speak and flew all the way through the mountains.
Then, they stopped on an inconspicuous hill.
Then, a door seemed to appear in the air, and Zhang Xing followed Mo Xi into it.
Like the outside world, it was also night here, but it seemed darker.
It turned out to be a small space territory!
Zhang Xing had seen such a space in the Shenglong Continent.
The most distressing one was the space where the Holy Lord of Light, Ana, had suppressed the Dark Clan.
The hidden family's space was the most prosperous place. Although it was destroyed in the end, it was destroyed with value.
The small space here was definitely thousands of times more powerful than the other two places.
But …
Zhang Xing frowned. The entire space was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
He spread out his Divine Sense and carefully scanned his surroundings.
Whoosh …
Zhang Xing was shocked.
The world in his mind was completely made up of a blood-red oil painting.
Blood-colored rocks, wild grass swaying in the wind, towering trees …
Everything he saw was the color of blood.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle …" A demon beast with a single horn poked out from the bushes.
Damn!
His entire body was red, so red that it was almost purple!
This demon beast looked like a wolf, but it wasn't. It looked like a unicorn, but it also looked like a lion …
At this moment, a black shadow flashed in the sky.
Patter!
The demon beast's head rolled to the ground, and its body was taken away by a huge … butterfly!
That's right, what Zhang Xing saw was a butterfly magnified a few hundred times.
In this space, the butterfly flipped over, and the serf sang?
Suddenly, the soil on the ground turned over, and a blood-colored three-meter-long rabbit reached out with its claws, grabbed the demon beast's head, and then dived back into the ground.
"Alright, stop looking. These demon beasts are all mutated.
Other than looking a little scary at first, they look just like ordinary demon beasts after that. "
Mo Xi did not seem to want Zhang Xing to look at these things.