After Mo Yanfeng's identity was spread, the experts near Prison Dragon Slope who were originally restless, calmed down even more.
Originally, they were only afraid of the Mo Family's strength, but now, they were even more afraid of Mo Yanfeng's identity!
The little bit of luck in their hearts was gone.
How could they compete with a Saint of the Sacred Lands?
One day passed in a blink of an eye.
For the whole day, Qin Yichen was talking to Chen Hui, talking about some interesting childhood stories. Mo Yanfeng felt that it was very boring, and after listening for a while, he left.
However, Feng Qianxue listened with great interest, and even pestered Qin Yichen, asking him to talk about some of his own things.
They chatted like this for more than a day.
And during this day, Prison Dragon Slope seemed to be extremely quiet.
There was no strange phenomenon.
Even the beasts' roars and insects' cries had disappeared.
Early morning.
Qin Yichen suddenly stopped smiling, and stood up with a dignified expression, his eyes shining, looking into the depths of Prison Dragon Slope.
Everything seemed to be normal, very calm.
"Something's not right."
Qin Yichen's heart was faintly uneasy.
It was too calm!
This was Prison Dragon Slope, how could it be so peaceful?
He glanced around, and found that in the most humid swamp, there was not even a dew around, as if the water had evaporated.
However, there was no change in the temperature.
"Senior Brother Mo."
He woke up Mo Yanfeng who was still meditating in the tent, "We have to leave here!"
"Oh."
Mo Yanfeng walked out, and after a moment, his face became dignified.
Obviously, he had also noticed the strangeness in the surroundings.
Under the puzzled gaze of the surrounding experts, the Mo Family left Prison Dragon Slope, and retreated into the swamp again.
"What's going on? Did the Mo Family give up? Or did they not care about this treasure at all? "
They were bewildered. Of course, some of the sharper experts smelled something unusual, and quietly retreated.
However, more people felt that since the Mo Family had retreated, they had hope!
Many people did not retreat, but advanced instead.
Qin Yichen and his group retreated a hundred miles before they stopped.
However, for some reason, being in the swamp, the uneasiness in the depths of his heart grew even stronger.
"Where is the problem?"
He scanned his surroundings and found that the entire swamp was terrifyingly quiet. He extended his spiritual power, but he couldn't find any living creatures.
The poisonous insects that should have been everywhere seemed to have disappeared.
"Oh no, I have to get out of the swamp!"
Qin Yichen vaguely felt that his uneasiness came from this swamp.
"Get out!"
Mo Yanfeng immediately made a decision.
There were no signs of anything happening, but he trusted Qin Yichen very much.
Immediately, the group of people rushed through the swamp.
As they were retreating, some rare phenomena slowly took place...
What was different from the previous phenomenon was that this time, it came from the swamp.
Regardless of whether it was the experts who retreated into the swamp or those who were still near the Prison Dragon Slope, they all felt the ground beneath their feet shaking at the same time.
Especially in the swamps, the dangerous places that had swallowed many experts began to churn like boiling water. It was as though something terrifying was about to crawl out from the ground.
That scene made the experts in the swamp tremble with fear, and all of them ran as fast as they could, trying to escape.
It was unknown how many people had died tragically in the chaos of fleeing.
That was because they were horrified to find that many places on the originally safe route had collapsed. Like those dangerous areas, they were tumbling and bubbling with black bubbles.
Qin Yichen and his group saw this when they were halfway through their escape.
The Mo Family lost two people, and Fei Yunxiao's group lost nearly ten people.
However, at this moment, no one could care so much.
If they were delayed and could not get out of the swamp, all of them would probably be buried in the swamp.
When there was only a small distance left, the ground beneath their feet began to roll, sometimes high and sometimes low, and a few more people were swallowed by the swamp, leaving behind only screams.
This swamp was like a gigantic mouth, swallowing everything in its path.
Qin Yichen and his group had already soared into the sky and swept through the cloud-like miasma.
Many other experts did the same, but they were too close to the miasma, and after they soared into the sky, they quickly fell back down.
However, Qin Yichen and his group were different. They had the elixir refined by Qin Yichen, which could suppress the poison of the miasma.
Of course, when they retreated to the swamp, Qin Yichen gave Chen Hui one. However, Chen Hui was not good at flying, and Qin Yichen had to carry him to keep up.
This made everyone feel lucky.
If not for Qin Yichen's elixir, all of them would have died if they had barged in.
Who would have thought that the swamp would undergo such a drastic change?
"What is going on?"
Qin Yichen's eyes flickered as he looked at the rolling ground beneath his feet.
He had never experienced such a situation before.
It was simply too strange.
He had a vague feeling that something was about to erupt from the swamp.
This feeling intensified when he saw the swamp rolling more and more violently.
There were many people outside the swamp as well.
Most of them were too weak, and they had only come here to experience the swamp. However, at this moment, they saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
The huge swamp seemed to come alive, rising and falling. From their point of view, the swamp seemed to have turned into a lake, and the tide was undulating.
However, the tide was black, like melted black plastic.
Boom! …
Finally, at a certain moment, a black pillar of light shot up into the sky from somewhere in the swamp.
Boom! Boom! Boom! …
As if a fuse had been lit, black pillars of light shot out from all over the swamp without any pattern. More and more of them appeared.
In an instant, the entire swamp was filled with black gas. It was still daytime, but the area darkened as if it was the end of the world.
Many powerful cultivators had died in the process. Outside the swamp, the black gas exploded, and black rain fell. Many people's bodies festered after being drenched by the black rain. In a moment, not even their corpses were left. They were corroded into puddles of black water.
Qin Yichen and the others were still some distance away from escaping the swamp. As the black rain fell, everyone channeled their inner Yuan to resist the black rain.
However, the black rain was very special. It could even corrode their inner Yuan shields. When it landed on their bodies, they immediately collapsed.
Clearly, the poison of the black rain was not the poison of the miasma.
"This black rain …"
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