บท 67: Chapter 67 Cold-Pond Golden Fluid_1

As Ling Xiao channeled Gang Qi into his Mountain and River Martial Soul, he immediately entered the "Soul Entry" state.

At that moment, his vision became even more terrifying.

With just one glance, he had grasped the terrain within a ten-mile radius.

What was that?

A hint of excitement flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

In his sight, an ancient building had appeared.

According to the Mountain and River Martial Soul's analysis, if he escaped there, he would have a survival rate of over ninety percent.

Ling Xiao didn't know how the Mountain and River Martial Soul had calculated this survival rate.

But he could guess.

The building, from the outside, looked like a coiled-up Divine Dragon.

It probably had some peculiarities.

Inside the building was a basement; the entrance was very small. His stature would allow him to get in with no problem, but for the massive Great Strength Divine Ape, it would be incredibly difficult.