"If I can get the Twin Fruits, then I'll be so awesome."
Ye Xuan was fantasizing in his heart.
Five minutes later, everyone saw a white mountain. No, to be precise, it was a mountain range shrouded in white fog. Some of the peaks were more than a thousand meters tall.
In the Heaven's Prison, one was not allowed to fly more than a thousand meters or less. This was just a restriction. Ye Xuan had encountered some obstacles along the way, but it was only a restriction on his movement. There was no danger.
However, this did not mean that he could not climb a thousand meters tall mountain on foot.
Many people came to the White Dragon Mountain because of the Twin Fruits. Most of them were from the Great Yuan Army.
The Great Yuan Army had sealed off the entrance to the White Dragon Mountain Range for their own people to explore.
Ye Xuan and his group's goal was to break through their defense and enter the White Dragon Mountain Range.
"The White Dragon Mountain is right in front. There are a few Great Yuan Army generals guarding the entrance. Later, the three of us will stop this general. When the time comes, you will have to rely on your own strength."
The grey-robed elder shouted and led the charge.
"Enemies!"
In the distance, the Great Yuan General guarding the entrance of the White Dragon Mountain discovered Ye Xuan's group and immediately shouted. In an instant, the experts of the Great Yuan Army immediately came forward to welcome them.
A great battle began!
"Before entering the White Dragon Mountain Range, I better raise my cultivation realm. It's safer!"
Ye Xuan said in his heart and held the Eight Desolate Sword tightly.
Although he could kill a Rank Seven Great Emperor, the White Dragon Mountain Range was extremely dangerous. There might be many Rank Eight Great Emperors or even Rank Nine Great Emperors inside. If he could break through before entering the White Dragon Mountain Range, his chances of survival would at least double.
At this moment, the Great Yuan Army generals and the three Rank Eight Great Emperors had already started fighting.
"Come, let's have a great battle!"
Ye Xuan's battle intent was ignited and he immediately burrowed into the ground.
When the two sides started fighting, he suddenly appeared from the side.
"Eight Desolate Wind Formation!"
"Thirty-six Overlapping Shadows!"
"128 Layered Earth Pulse!"
With Ye Xuan's current cultivation realm, his casual sword attack was his strongest attack. No one below Rank Eight Great Emperor could block his sword attack.
There were many captains in the Great Yuan Army, but they were all attracted by the Rank Seven Great Emperors. Hence, Ye Xuan was crazily reaping the lives of the ordinary Great Yuan Army soldiers..
It was a battle of two against one. In the first wave of attacks, more than a dozen of the Nether Sect's disciples had fallen.
"Come here, Interspatial Rings!"
As Ye Xuan killed the enemies, he used the dual space to store the Universe Ring. After all, these were all disciples of the Ghost Cult, and there were many Ghost Lanterns inside.
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"Tch, this sort of attack wants to break through my 128 layers of Pulseguard?"
. Ye Xuan was full of disdain.
This was an attack from a Rank Seven Great Emperor. However, when the sword light landed on Ye Xuan's 128 Layered Earth Pulse, it vibrated for a hundred times before disappearing into nothingness.
Among the people present, there were a few with the Earth Attribute. However, they had only comprehended the Earth Pulse. The strongest one had only comprehended 32 Layered Earth Pulse. They were far from Ye Xuan's level.
"So strong. If I had comprehended 256 Layered Earth Pulse, would even a Rank Eight Great Emperor not be able to hurt me?"
Ye Xuan immediately felt the power of the Earth Pulse.
However, he did not think too much about it. Collecting the spoils of war was more important.
The battle between the 150 people was very intense. In less than three seconds, 50 people had fallen. However, most of them were from the Ghost Cult.
At the same time, the three Rank Eight Great Emperors from the Ghost Cult were being beaten back by the four Great Yuan Generals.
"Stop fighting. Go in!"
The grey-robed old man shouted.
The rest did not dare to fight anymore. They joined forces to break through the defense and charged towards the White Dragon Mountain.
At the same time, the three Rank Eight Great Emperors were also retreating as they approached the White Dragon Mountain.
In terms of the number of people killed, Ye Xuan had killed the most. Hence, he had obtained the most rewards.
"Ding! Host has broken through. Currently, he is a Rank Six Great Emperor!"
When the system notification sounded, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed.
The Ghost Cult had three Rank Eight Great Emperors. However, there were four Great Yuan Generals here. Hence, they were still missing one person.
However, with such a huge commotion, if a Great Yuan Marshal were to appear, they would all be done for.
"Forget it. Let's enter the White Dragon Mountain first!"
Ye Xuan did not intend to find trouble with the fourth Rank Eight Great Emperor. Instead, he used Ground Shrink and burrowed into the ground, heading towards the White Dragon Mountain.
The 3 Tier 8 Great Emperors of the Nether Cult roared as they charged in as well.
As for the Great Yuan Army's captains and generals, they could only give up on pursuing.
The White Dragon Mountain was shrouded in white fog. Even Rank Nine Great Emperors could get lost if they entered.
"What kind of danger is there in the White Dragon Mountain? More than a thousand people have entered, but only a dozen or so have come out. Moreover, all of them left in a hurry. "
The Great Yuan Army's experts were confused. Hence, they began to clean up the corpses.
At this time, Ye Xuan had already entered the White Cloud Mountain range. However, he hid underground and was counting the spoils of war.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. There are more than fifty Ghost Lanterns. I've made a huge profit this time!"
Ye Xuan could not help but grin.
He estimated that these fifty Ghost Lanterns could create at least ten Rank Six Great Emperors and dozens of Rank Four or Five Great Emperors.
Not only that, he still had hundreds of empty Ghost Lanterns on him. He could store more of them.
He first kept these items, then he braced himself and returned to the ground.
"I wonder what dangers lie in the White Dragon Mountain. Let's take a look first!"
Ye Xuan began to move forward. He was very careful with every step he took.
In such a dangerous place, he could not run. He walked for about five minutes, but he did not find anything.
Suddenly, he frowned and quickly retreated.
"Ding! The host is immune to the poison!"
"There's poison in this white fog!"
Ye Xuan was shocked. Fortunately, he had the bloodline of the Divine Tree of Life. Otherwise, he would have been poisoned. If it was not for the notification, he would not have noticed anything strange about this place.
However, in the next moment, his footsteps paused again. He could not help but grip the Bahuang Sword in his hand tightly. This was because he heard the sound of a flute.
Although the sound of the flute was pleasing to the ear, Ye Xuan felt that it was very strange.
After all, this was the White Dragon Mountain Range.
"The poison just now is a mental poison. It will weaken one's mental strength and Great Emperor's will. Then, it will be easy for one to be controlled!"
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