Su Ming's eyes sparkled and he looked incredibly wary. Once he took a few steps forward, he suddenly saw a white shadow flash past in the fog in the distance.
That white shadow traveled incredibly quickly and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only the fog tumbling about. Not a single sound could be heard.
Su Ming's footsteps faltered. He was not the only one who saw that white shadow. Lan Lan and Ahu had also seen it. The two of them immediately became even more nervous and did not dare to be too far away from each other. They followed closely behind Su Ming.
"Senior … what … what was that?" Lan Lan asked softly.
"I think it's a woman …" Ahu clenched his fists and glared at the spot where the white shadow had appeared.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He lifted his right hand swiftly and swung it forward. Immediately, a muffled growl traveled forth, and the Spirit of Nine Yin that was three hundred something feet tall manifested before Su Ming.
Once the man appeared, he seized the air with his right hand, and red light instantly flashed. Once it appeared out of nowhere, it turned into a red battle axe.
That battle axe looked exactly the same as the one that had shattered during his fight against the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple.
He held onto the battle axe and turned his head around to cast Su Ming a glance.
"Your mission is to protect these two children," Su Ming said slowly.
The man nodded. Once he swept his gaze past Lan Lan and Ahu, he looked around himself.
The group continued moving forward towards the center of the fog. The center of the fog was where the Candle Dragon's skeleton was located.
Once they arrived there, Lan Lan and Ahu could get close to the skeleton and sense its remaining will. If they could obtain its acknowledgement, then they would have completed the trial.
Su Ming understood from Nan Gong Hen that this trial was not too difficult. Besides, they were not the first batch of people to come to this place. Every single time the World of Nine Yin was opened, there would be quite a number of people who possessed the constitutions of Soul Catchers who would come here.
There was no danger in the fog. In truth, the greatest danger in this sort of trial usually came from their companions on the way. However, Su Ming had arrived very early, and the others were all gambling for treasures in Shaman City. Because of that, there should not have been too much danger.
However, the things that had happened in the strange forest around a month ago and the various things he ran into after that all showed that the World of Nine Yin this time was different from the past.
Even a place that was originally safe would have a life and death crisis. If that was the case, it was hard to guarantee that this place would not be the same.
About two hours after Su Ming and the others had walked out of the fog, the white figure that had appeared previously suddenly flashed once again before Su Ming, and just like before, it instantly left into the distance.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes, but he did not give chase.
However, Lanlan and Ahu became even more afraid. The two of them held hands and could feel the cold sweat on each other's palms.
At that moment, green light suddenly shone at the center of Su Ming's brows. The small virescent sword manifested in an instant and sliced down on the area behind Lanlan and Ahu. The instant the sword sliced down, the fog behind the boy and girl suddenly tumbled about, and a beast claw made of fog stretched out. Once it clashed against the small virescent sword, a muffled bang rang out, and the beast claw was instantly cut off. When it turned into fog and scattered away, the Spirit of Nine Yin laughed ferociously and threw his battle axe out. That battle axe turned into a long red arc and charged into the fog in an instant. A shrill scream of pain traveled into the air, but it soon left into the distance.
This happened too quickly, so quickly that Lanlan and Ahu did not even have time to react to it.
Su Ming's face was dark as he walked towards the fog. He first looked into the distance, then his gaze fell on the ground. With a wave of his arm, the fog in that small region instantly spread out to reveal a pile of flesh the size of a palm on the black soil. A foul stench spread out from it, causing all those who smelled it to want to puke.
Su Ming stared at the pile of flesh and frowned.
Suddenly, the ancient voice from the fog traveled into his ears once again. This time, the voice was much clearer than before, as if it had come from a much closer distance.
"The Candle Dragon's left eye is the sun, and the right eye is the sun. When you close your eyes, the sky will be dark, and when you open your eyes, the sky will be bright …"
As that voice spoke, the hisses of the strange snake in Han Mountain Bell became even stronger. Their voices echoed within the bell, causing Su Ming to fall silent when he heard it.
"Let's go." Su Ming did not turn around and no longer bothered himself with the pile of flesh on the ground. He brought Lan Lan and Ahu into the depths of the fog with the Spirit of Nine Yin trailing behind him.
Time trickled by. On their way, they ran into a few attacks similar to the one just now. Fortunately, the Spirit of Nine Yin was around. With his great power, he stopped the creatures hidden in the fog from killing them.
Several hours later, Su Ming could not tell whether the sky outside was bright or dark, but judging from the time, it should be night. As Su Ming brought Lan Lan and Ahu forward, a gigantic shadow slowly appeared in the fog before him.
That shadow looked to be about 10,000 feet tall. It was hidden in the fog and did not move. At first glance, it looked like a building, and there was an indescribable feeling surrounding it.
That feeling was incredibly depressing. Su Ming looked at the shadow, and the instant he focused his attention on it, Lan Lan suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
As she cried out, Su Ming immediately turned around to look. He could not spread his divine sense too far in this place. It could only extend to several dozens of feet, which was why he could detect the attacks from the beasts in the fog. However, he could only use his eyes to see anything further away.
At that moment, he followed Lan Lanqi's gaze, which was filled with fear, and saw with one glance that behind them, about a hundred feet away in the fog where they passed by, there was a blurry figure in white. It seemed to be sitting on a rock with its back towards them, and it was crying softly there.
Bursts of sobbing echoed in the silent fog.
When those cries traveled out, a dazed look appeared in Lan Lan's eyes. It was the same for Ahu, who was by her side, as if he had lost his soul.
Su Ming's expression turned even darker. Just as he was about to take action, the cries suddenly increased, and they came from Su Ming's right.
When he looked over, he immediately saw a white figure several hundreds of feet away from him in the fog to his right. That person's back was turned towards him, and only her long hair could be seen. She was crying there.
Su Ming was annoyed and irritated by the cries. At that moment, he let out a cold harrumph and took a step forward, charging towards the white figure to his right. As for the Spirit of Nine Yin, under Su Ming's divine sense, he stomped on the ground with his right foot. Immediately, a screen of light appeared around Lan Lan and Ahu to protect them. He took a step forward and swiftly closed in on the white-robed figure who had appeared behind them with his battle axe in hand.
Su Ming moved in a flash. His clone appeared to his left, and his Poison Corpse appeared to his right. In an instant, they closed in on the white-robed figure, and the cries became even clearer.
Yet the instant he closed in, the white-robed figure suddenly moved past him, revealing a beautiful face that could make a person's heart pound. However, a piercing howl suddenly came from the woman's mouth. That howl hummed, and like a wave of sound, it turned into a wave that swept towards Su Ming.
At the same time, the white-robed woman's body swelled up and was torn apart from the inside, turning into a mass of black flesh and blood that let out a foul stench and charged towards Su Ming.
The instant that mass of flesh and blood closed in on him, Su Ming lifted his right hand and seized the air with his five fingers. Immediately, a whirlwind gathered on his palm and swept up the fog around him before he pressed his palm against that mass of flesh and blood.
Soon after, green light shone on his clone, and the small sword swelled up into a huge sword. As it swept through the air, it cut down on that mass of flesh and blood. The clone also started forming seals with his right hand and changed them several times before he tapped the final seal on that mass of flesh and blood.
The Poison Corpse was the most straightforward. He did not even do anything. He only opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of poisonous fog that looked no different from the fog around him. That fog looked as if it possessed life. Once it was coughed out, it turned into nine small snakes that charged forward ferociously.
All of these divine abilities were completed in an instant, and they crashed into the mass of flesh and blood pouncing on him. However, the instant they did so, that mass of flesh and blood gathered together in midair and turned into a woman's face. There was a murderous look on that face, and before Su Ming's divine abilities could even get close to it, it started burning on its own.
In an instant, it turned into a layer of smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Su Ming's pupils shrank. When he turned his head around, he found that everything behind him and the area around him was filled with fog. The Spirit of Nine Yin, Lan Lan, and Ahu were nowhere to be seen …
It was not silent around him. Instead, there were sounds of weeping that seemed to be surrounding him. Those sounds grew louder, and several breaths later, it was as if there were an innumerable amount of women in the fog.
"Child's play!" Su Ming let out a cold harrumph and forced down the irritation that had risen in his heart. Once he calmed down, he lifted his right hand swiftly, and with a flash of light, a spiked club immediately appeared in his hand.
Once that spiked club appeared, Su Ming swung it. As buzzing sounds reverberated in the air, the spiked club's length swiftly increased, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a hundred something feet long and about ten feet thick. Su Ming also leaped up, and with a low growl, he swung the spiked club around him in the shape of a fan before he smashed it down on the ground.
"Open!" As Su Ming's voice rang out, the spiked club grew several times its original size once again. At the instant it landed on the ground, it was already nearly a thousand feet long and several dozens of feet wide. Even Su Ming's veins popped up on his skin, and the Berserker Bones in his body shone with a golden light.
With a loud bang, the gigantic spiked club crashed into the ground, causing the ground to tremble. The fog on the ground that was like an ocean was also torn apart by two giant hands, and with the spiked club as the center, the fog tumbled to both sides.
In the blink of an eye, there was no longer a single hint of fog in a circular area of several thousands of feet. Su Ming could clearly see the trembling and struggling Spirit of Nine Yin in the distance. Before him was an eyeball that was several hundreds of feet big. That eyeball looked as if it possessed the power to Capture Souls. The center of that eyeball had cracked open like a gaping mouth, and it was leading the Spirit of Nine Yin towards it slowly.
Behind the Spirit of Nine Yin was a screen of light that was about to shatter. There were several white-robed figures wailing shrilly beyond that screen of light, and they were continuously crashing against it. Within the screen of light, Lan Lan and Ahu's faces were stark pale, and their faces were filled with fear and despair.
Further away, in that area of several thousands of feet, as the fog tumbled back, a gigantic skeleton that was ten thousand feet tall was revealed clearly!
That skeleton looked like the tail of a gigantic python. Most of its carcass had already decayed, and only a few scales remained. When Su Ming looked over, he could not see the end of the skeleton, but if its tail alone was already so shocking, then the rest of its body might have been unimaginable.
"Candle Dragon …" Su Ming's pupils shrank. The strange snake in Han Mountain Bell let out its strongest hiss!
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