Chapter 1406: Chapter 1406: Cursed Land
The energy of the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire was extrely powerful. If one were not to refine but continually borrow its strength, even the natal Heavenly Fla of a natal magical beast would require the consumption of a substantial amount of divine power. It was certainly not sothing that Beiting Huang could presently withstand.
“Agul, where is that Extraterrestrial teorite located? With my current strength, is it possible to destroy it?” Beiting Huang had a feeling that the teorite was no good thing, and if it were left in the Central Continent, it might cause trouble in the future.
“Master, perhaps the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire can!” Agul was not very certain either. He telepathically communicated with Beiting Huang, pointing out the direction while speaking, “The icy pond evil flood dragon originally absorbed the black miasma from within it, which is why it was able to challenge the Sacred Beasts in just a short span of years. If it can be destroyed, we will try our utmost to do so. If not, we might temporarily seal it with the master’s power.”
“Hmm!”
The man and his beast familiar dashed all the way to their destination. This place was essentially a graveyard for all magical beasts, countless numbers of whom had perished here over ten thousand years. When Beiting Huang first entered, his eyes were sowhat unaccustod. But after flying for a while inside, he gradually adapted to the darkness, allowing Beiting Huang to see the massive bones of magical beasts on the ground, retaining the form they had when they decayed. Even in the darkness, they emitted a white and ghastly luminance from the bones, resembling hell itself.
Bones were piled everywhere, and not even a slight breeze existed. No matter the sunrises and sunsets in the Central Continent, light would never penetrate here. This place was in eternal night, as if in the boundless darkness of the universe, a sliver of space was carved out, and his magical beast was sealed within.
This was the Cursed Land within the Black Abyss Swamp.
They flew until they reached the center of the Black Abyss Swamp, where five mountain peaks stood tall, each nearly the sa height. The black miasma here seed even denser than other places, as if it had solidified into substance. From afar, one could even hear the sound of raindrops falling on the rocky mountains, the miasma so dense that it had condensed into a liquid state.
“Master, this is the place, you must be careful!” Agul, also sowhat uneasy, twisted around on Beiting Huang’s wrist.
The closer they approached, the stronger the sense that so sort of evil force was encroaching upon them, making Agul feel particularly uncomfortable. Beiting Huang placed his hand over Agul’s Mimicry. The nine-colored flas in his palm enveloped Agul, sending a powerful wave of Spiritual Power to him, helping him resist the infiltration of this evil power.
The evil power was indeed very strong, but it seed not to have too adverse an effect on Beiting Huang. His mind remained clear. With a step forward, he entered the black miasma. He seed to walk through rain, with sheets of rain hindering his way. Simultaneously, a hissing sound emanated from around him as the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire evaporated all the black miasma that neared Beiting Huang, and clouds of black smoke twined around him were all dashed to the ground by the black raindrops.
The deeper he went, the greater the resistance, and Beiting Huang called upon the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire within his body to counter the erosion of that evil power, pressing on intently. The process beca increasingly difficult. But thinking of how this evil thing had been pressing down on his magical beast for ten thousand years, a surge of resolute determination grew in Beiting Huang’s heart.
“No matter what, I must destroy this damned thing today!”
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