Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ye Chen looked at the black-robed man on the carriage.
He squinted as his eyes flickered nonstop.
The person who was coming was Winner!
It was the first ti Ye Chen saw him since he returned from Kunlun Ruins, and it was under such circumstances.
“He beca more powerful again!”
Ye Chen’s eyes shone brightly.
“What a powerful dark dragon energy! Not only is he a Corpse King, he even has four Drought Demons with him!”
The Patriarch of Hell had a solemn expression as he sent a voice transmission, “Fellow Ye, who is this person?”
With the patriarch’s knowledge, he could naturally tell that Winner was extraordinary. However, what he could see was limited. It was as if there was a fog around Winner that he could not see clearly.
That was why he was afraid.
As Ye Chen’s lips trembled, shock flashed through the Patriarch of Hell’s eyes, “It’s that person?!”
“That’s right. I’m afraid he’s already at the interdiate-stage Nascent Soul. You’d better not provoke him unless that’s the last resort!” Ye Chen said secretly.
The Patriarch of Hell remained silent.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
As the huge carriage rushed over, everyone avoided it. The noisy crowd instantly quieted down.
However, shock would occasionally flash across the gazes directed at Winner.
“Corpses, they’re all corpses!”
“What a strong murderous aura. When did such a special force appear in China?!”
“Do not provoke them, do not provoke them!”
“...”
Facing the gazes of everyone, the four ferocious n around the carriage looked straight ahead as if they did not see anything.
On the carriage, Winner’s eyes were slightly closed.
Just as the carriage passed Ye Chen and the rest, Winner suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen looked at him.
Winner then nodded at him and looked away.
“Go!”
It was the first ti Winner had spoken. The carriage imdiately flew into the fog, and the four Drought Demons rely followed.
“They went in, they went in!”
“Are they not afraid of the strange black fog?”
“...”
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief. One had to know that the strange black fog could devour human flesh.
At that mont, a strange fragrance spread from the black fog. Imdiately, it appeared as though a fragrance was lingering.
“What’s that fragrance? It slls so good!”
Soone took a breath and imdiately felt his spirit had been lifted. His limbs and bones surged with vitality, as if he was floating among the clouds.
“This is the fragrance of a supre dicine!”
A quasi-saint’s expression changed before he said excitedly, “Supre dicine! There must be supre dicine in the black fog!”
The crowd went into an uproar.
Boom...
In the end, soone could not hold back anymore. An old man with two horns on his head took a step forward, and his figure instantly shot into the black fog.
The person was a quasi-saint.
This ti, everyone could see clearly. He was covered in purple energy, and the scary black fog could not affect him at all.
“Can a quasi-saint enter?”
Many powerhouses narrowed their eyes when they saw that.
“Let’s go too!”
An old man wielding a sword suddenly shot into the black fog with a flash of sword light, seemingly unable to suppress his curiosity.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
After him, people followed one after another, the lowest cultivation base being supre giants.
At that mont, everyone finally discovered a pattern. To resist the strange black fog, one’s cultivation had to be at least that of a supre giant.
Even Emperor Stage cultivators could not enter.
Li Ying looked at Ye Chen and could not help but ask, “Palace Master, are we going in?”
Ye Chen said nothing. He rely took a deep look at the depths of the black fog and said while deep in thought, ‘Why did Winner enter Fengdu? He has a zombie body. Supre dicines are useless against him.’
“Let’s go!”
A few seconds later, he finally waved his sleeve and led the Patriarch of Hell and the others into the black fog.
“It’s Mad Southern Ye. He’s here too!”
“Even Mad Southern Y was alard, it seems like this Fengdu in front of us is definitely extraordinary. It’s a pity our cultivation is low and we can’t fight against the black fog.”
“...”
At that mont, the people around them noticed Ye Chen and the rest. Gasps could be heard from the crowd.
...
Within the dark and dense black fog, one could not see the end of it. There was a crescent moon hanging silently in the sky, as if it was a world of its own, isolating the outside world.
At that mont, several figures shot into a dark pond, causing quite a stir.
Crack, crack, crack...
The sound of teeth crunching could be heard coming from the black fog.
“This black fog is really strange!”
The Patriarch of Hell summoned his protective true essence and sensed the black fog around him with a solemn expression. He took out a pill and consud it.
As soon as he stepped into the black fog, he noticed the strangeness of the black fog. If he did not rely on his protective true essence, he would have been at a disadvantage.
As for Luo Tianya and Li Ying, they were no exception either. They hurriedly executed their protective true essence, and deep fear could be seen in their eyes.
However, to their shock, Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang seed very relaxed in the black fog. They were like fish swimming in water.
In the black fog, Ye Chen’s entire body emitted a faint divine glow. The bones in his body were crystal clear like jade. He looked like a god that had descended to the mortal world. The black fog avoided him wherever he passed.
As for Ye Wushuang, he was dressed in white and did not reveal his aura. He seed to be strolling in the black fog.
“It really is the black fog on the ghost ship.”
Ye Chen took the initiative to grab a gush of black fog. The confusion in his eyes intensified after sensing carefully.
The Patriarch of Hell said, “Fellow Ye, have you noticed that this black fog seems to have a consciousness?”
“Indeed!”
Ye Chen nodded lightly, “This black fog can devour the flesh and blood of living people to strengthen itself, but it doesn’t belong to any living being. I suspect that this so-called black fog is ford from countless broken souls.”
“That’s right!”
The Patriarch of Hell looked at him in admiration and said with a frown, “I’ve seen this black fog before. To be precise, it’s called Soul Sand. It’s a river of sand ford after the soul is shattered.”
“Made from soul fragnts?”
Li Ying’s face turned pale, “In other words, this black fog is fragnts of ghosts?”
Even though she had the cultivation of a supre giant, when it ca to ghosts, girls were always afraid.
“You can put it that way!”
The Patriarch of Hell nodded.
At this point, he looked at Li Ying with a smile, “Why? Little girl, are you afraid? If you kiss , I will protect you.”
“Die!”
Li Ying turned her head arrogantly, “W-Who said I’m afraid? Besides, you’re just a little kid, how dare you tease ?”
Patriarch was speechless.
At that mont, a scream ca from afar.
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