In the dark hall, Wang Teng's eyes glowed with a strange light as he scanned his surroundings inch by inch.
However, he soon frowned.
Even if he used three abilities at the same time, he still could not see much.
The skeletons were still the same skeletons.
The area that was shrouded in black fog was still shrouded in black fog.
Now, he could see through the black fog, but the distance was limited. He could only observe the skeletons that were like sculptures at the back.
It seemed impossible to see through the hall.
In fact, he could not see the depths of the hall clearly. The front was like a long passage that he could not see the end of.
The top was also filled with black fog. Similarly, he could not see much.
As for Exalted Star Fall, he had disappeared without a trace. He was nowhere to be found.
He did not see any attribute bubbles either.
"No attribute bubbles?" Wang Teng could not help but feel disappointed.
Without any attribute bubbles, it would be difficult for him to find a way to crack this place.
He did not have any better ideas and could not care about Venerable Xing Yun. He could only try his best to analyze this hall.
According to his guess, this place should have been built by the Demon God using a secret soul technique. In essence, it was still soul power.
It was just condensed into another form through a special method.
If he could analyze the specific principle of this form, he might be able to find a way to crack it.
Buzz buzz buzz …
However, at this moment, strange noises suddenly came from all directions. It was as if something was crawling and countless voices were whispering.
An inexplicable chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
It felt as if this place … had come alive!
It was not a particular skeleton or anything else. Instead, it was as if the entire hall had come alive.
Wang Teng knew that this feeling was very strange and without any basis. However, this feeling rose in his heart for no reason.
The hall in front of him seemed to have become a monster of unknown size and he was in the monster's stomach.
Moreover, there seemed to be a pair of eyes peeping in the surrounding darkness.
Then, an extremely dangerous aura came assaulting him from all directions, making his entire soul body feel a chill down his spine.
Perhaps it was because he was in his soul body that he could feel it so clearly.
Of course, he was very sensitive to danger.
In the past, whenever he encountered danger, he would be able to sense it immediately.
This might be his soul talent, or it might be a special ability of some of his top talents.
As everyone knew, some of the top talents had the ability to sense danger. This was a basic ability.
But no matter what, it allowed him to sense the arrival of danger in advance, and it had never been wrong.
At this moment, Wang Teng stopped observing and stared at the black fog in front of him with a solemn expression.
It was impossible for this hall to only trap him and Venerable Xing Yun. Previously, he couldn't tell what was strange about this hall. However, he didn't need to look anymore. He would soon find out.
Wang Teng found joy in the midst of bitterness. He was not in a hurry to spy on the strange descent. He just stood there and waited.
Since he couldn't see anything, he might as well wait for the other party to appear.
The main point was to put on a bad show!
His expression was very calm, with a look that said, "Impudent, what can you do about it?" The only thing missing was the word 'untamed' written on his forehead.
"…"
There was an obvious pause in the rustling voice.
He didn't know if it was a consciousness or if the Demon God was still peeping from behind …
But no matter which possibility it was, the other party seemed to be a little confused by Wang Teng's attitude.
Was this guy not afraid at all?
Such a reaction was a little illogical.
Not to mention ordinary warriors, even immortal-level existences would find it difficult to remain calm after falling into this Demonic Prison, let alone such an untamed face.
He simply didn't care about this Demonic Prison.
The existence behind the darkness seemed to be enraged. The dense and strange voice sounded again, and it was even more hurried. It seemed to be approaching quickly.
A sense of urgency suddenly arose, creating a huge pressure in one's heart.
"You know psychological warfare?" Wang Teng was slightly taken aback. Then, he sneered in his heart, "Trying to scare me with this method? Should I say that you're too naive?"
Previously, the Demon God had said that he was naive. Who knew who was the naive one?
This kind of psychological pressure was useless against him.
Did the Demon God really think that he was afraid of the Power of Darkness?
Although he didn't know what terrifying means were hidden in this Demonic Prison, he really wasn't afraid.
So what if he was infected? He was confident that he could break free from the darkness.
As long as he could escape from the hands of the Demon God, other problems wouldn't be too big of a problem.
At this moment, the surrounding black fog suddenly wriggled violently as if it had come alive.
Then, it turned from a fog state to a liquid state, presenting an extremely viscous and dense state.
Wang Teng had seen this state before.
When the Blood Kindred's Demon Master dark apparitions performed the Twelve Blood Spirit Bodies, the blood power they gathered turned into such a viscous state.
It seemed to be denser than ordinary liquids.
Now, Wang Teng felt the same feeling in the black liquid substance formed by the black fog.
It was just that the nature of the two powers were different.
At this moment, after the black fog had completely turned into a viscous liquid, it immediately surged toward Wang Teng.
"Huh?!" Wang Teng had nowhere to hide. He was instantly enveloped by the black liquid substance.
His surroundings seemed to have been tightly sealed, and an incomparably viscous and disgusting feeling instantly invaded his soul.
It was as if he had fallen into a black quagmire. It was slippery and sticky, and it was difficult to break free.
Not only that, but Wang Teng actually felt a sense of suffocation as his entire soul was enveloped.
Did a soul need to breathe?
Not to mention a soul, even his physical body wouldn't be affected if he didn't breathe for a few years at his current realm.
But now, his soul actually felt suffocated. It was simply unbelievable.
"What kind of technique is this?" Wang Teng's expression changed slightly.
He wasn't afraid of dark powers, but he was afraid of some unknown techniques.
It could suffocate a soul!
He wouldn't suffocate to death, right?
Wang Teng was instantly bewildered. Before he could think further, the terrifying Dark Power of Deathly Stillness suddenly erupted.
Then, it spread out from all directions, wildly trying to invade his soul.
This Dark Power of Deathly Stillness was much denser than the power emitted by the Black Runes formed by the Demon God. It was on a completely different level.
For a moment, Wang Teng felt that his soul was about to be invaded, and he was somewhat unable to resist.
This made his heart tremble. He didn't dare to delay and immediately mobilized the Radiant Sacred Fire to circulate his entire soul.
Chi chi chi …
Waves of corrosive sounds immediately rang out.
It wasn't just the Radiant Sacred Fire that was purifying the surrounding Dark Power. The Dark Power of Deathly Stillness was also corroding the Radiant Sacred Fire.
The two powers were in a stalemate at this moment, both wearing down and corroding the other.
Wang Teng's heart was incomparably heavy. It seemed that the Dark Power of Deathly Stillness was indeed much denser and stronger than before. It was actually able to corrode his Radiant Sacred Fire instead.
He didn't want to sit and wait for death. With a thought, the Radiant Sacred Fire suddenly condensed in his hand and quickly transformed into a battle sword.
Sector Lord battle technique, Radiant Sword Technique!
A glaring white sword light suddenly condensed on the battle sword, turning into a sharp sword ray. Under the entanglement of the white flames, it looked even more mystical.
Radiant Domain, Ninth Level Melder!
Radiant Origin, Seventh Level!
At the same time, two different powers were integrated into the sword light by Wang Teng.
Streaks of Radiant Runes appeared on the sword light and directly connected together, turning into a chain of Runes that wrapped around the sword.
In the face of a technique used by a Demon God, he naturally didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless. He immediately unleashed his Radiant Domain and Radiant Origin.
However, he still held back.
He only unleashed Radiant Origin to the seventh level and didn't completely unleash the power of the eighth level origin law.
This was because he felt that the black liquid in front of him wasn't the hall's strongest technique.
Pfft!
At this moment, as the sword light condensed, the sound of something being pierced suddenly rang out.
Wang Teng's hands were bound and couldn't move. However, at this moment, as the radiant sword light erupted, the black liquid surrounding him was immediately torn apart by the sword light.
The next moment, his arms regained their freedom. Without any hesitation, he instantly slashed diagonally from the bottom to the top.
"Slash!"
A loud roar followed.
Pfft!
As the sword light burst out, an even larger crack was torn open in the viscous black liquid. Radiant Force spread out, purifying the surrounding Force of Darkness.
Wang Teng's soul immediately turned into a stream of light and swept out of the encirclement of the black sticky liquid.
"Eh!"
At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a few attribute bubbles beside the crack from the corner of his eye.
Wang Teng was delighted. He didn't expect that the attribute bubbles that he couldn't find just now would appear at this time. It was really a silver lining at the end of the tunnel.
"Pick them up!"
He didn't hesitate and immediately probed with a wisp of Soul Force to pick up the attribute bubbles.
[Whitebone Hell Spirit Secret Technique * 200]
[Whitebone Hell Spirit Secret Technique * 300]
[Whitebone Hell Spirit Secret Technique * 250]
… …
The attribute bubbles immediately converged into his mind and turned into a majestic realization.
A dark and bizarre scene immediately unfolded before his eyes.
In the picture, a blurry and majestic figure emerged. It didn't seem to make any movements, but its eyes suddenly bloomed with a dazzling black light.
A strange and mysterious mark outlined in its eyes, exactly the same as the mark in the eyes of the Demon God from before.
However, Wang Teng didn't see it clearly before, but now the mark was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Boom!
The next moment, endless black fog swept out from the blurry and majestic figure, exuding a powerful and terrifying soul fluctuation.
It was Soul Force!
Dark and silent Soul Force!!
Soon after, this boundless dark and deathly still Soul Power began to rapidly outline according to some kind of mysterious trajectory. Runes began to appear one after another, flickering with black light.
These Runes were extremely complicated and outlined very quickly. They were hidden in the black fog. Under normal circumstances, outsiders wouldn't be able to see the mystery.
However, at that moment, Wang Teng was standing at a different angle to see everything.
His perspective seemed to be the perspective of the blurry and majestic figure, and naturally, he was brought into it.
No matter how mysterious and obscure the secret technique was, it couldn't stop him from understanding the information in it.
The whole process wasn't difficult at all, as if he was supposed to know these things.
Soon, as the Runes outlined, a majestic shadow of a palace could be seen taking shape in the black fog.
An indescribable feeling of illusory appeared.
It gave people the feeling that the palace wasn't outlined, but it had crossed space from somewhere and descended here.
Just as Wang Teng was concentrating on absorbing the realization, the picture suddenly ended.
"F * ck! (A plant) "
Wang Teng couldn't help but curse. He had just entered a good state and was about to see the full view of the palace. However, his enlightenment was interrupted at this moment.
It was like taking a dump halfway and suddenly being cut off.
Wasn't this a trap?
Wang Teng suddenly had a feeling of being neither up nor down, as if he had absorbed the realization, but also as if he hadn't. It was as if a hundred claws were scratching at his heart, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
He quickly looked at the attribute panel, and a new column of attributes had appeared.
[White Bone Devil Prison Divine Soul Secret Technique] (Divine Level, Incomplete): 1250/15000 (Basic);
"It is indeed a Divine Level Soul Secret Technique! But it is also incomplete! "
When Wang Teng was absorbing the realization, he had already guessed that this Divine Level Soul Secret Technique must be at the Divine Level.
Because it was too complicated and mysterious, it could be compared with the Machinery Clan's Myriad Elephant Soul Control Secret Technique. He could feel that it was at the same level of realization.
He should have been happy to get a Divine Level Soul Secret Technique, but at that moment, his attention was completely attracted by the word "Incomplete".
That word was too dazzling.
If it were any other time, he wouldn't care at all. If it was incomplete, then so be it. He could slowly pick up the attributes in the future, but the current situation didn't allow him to do so.
System, can't you give me a little more effort?
It was really difficult for him to drop the ball at this time.
Moreover, Wang Teng felt that the realization of this White Bone Devil Prison Divine Soul Secret Technique was much less than that of the Myriad Elephant Soul Control Secret Technique.
"1250 points of attribute points!" Wang Teng looked at the attribute points behind the White Bone Devil Prison Divine Soul Secret Technique and fell into deep thought.
So, was it because his attack power was not strong enough?
What was with the lack of attribute points?
It was very simple, he didn't pull the wool hard enough!
In a flash, before Wang Teng's Soul Body had completely escaped from the black sticky liquid, the hall had already reacted, and there was a strange and ear-piercing sound, like some kind of cry.
Splash!
The black sticky liquid suddenly surged like a tide, setting off huge black waves, covering the sky and the earth, and quickly enveloping Wang Teng's Soul Body.
"Come on!"
Wang Teng suddenly turned back, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and instead of retreating, he moved forward, holding the Sword of Light and slashing at the black sticky liquid.
Give me the wool!
(End of Chapter)
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