Moments later.
Hong Ming and the others found that they didn't even have a chance to escape.
Black chi kept surging out of the quicksand river. The black chi all turned into human shapes. Some had half a body, some had the entire outline of a human body.
However, whether it was half a body or a full human silhouette, the black fog had no facial features. It was a gaseous state formed by the condensation of Yin energy. In other words, it was no longer an aura, but a monster that had formed its own consciousness.
"These are soul cultivators!" Sheng Zhongtian exclaimed.
The others' expressions changed drastically. Of course they had heard of soul cultivators. It was an extremely ancient cultivation method.
Usually, dead cultivators used a sliver of spirit sense or remnant will to cultivate. They needed a powerful soul cultivation method to support it. Those who cultivated it to great success could even be reborn. Their power was many times greater than before they died. Most importantly, their spirit sense would be unimaginably strengthened.
"Argh … I'm trapped by soul cultivators. Everyone come and save me," a disaster transformation state peak stage cultivator suddenly cried out.
Hong Ming immediately slapped out a few balls of black lotus earth fire. There was a sizzling sound in the air, but those half human soul cultivators didn't die immediately. They even continued to attack in the fire.
"What are they doing?" Thunder King showed a terrified expression.
Xie Wanshi said shakily, "It's said that initial success soul cultivators can devour the spirit sense of high level cultivators to strengthen themselves. Those green eyed soul cultivators are devouring spirit sense."
Devouring spirit sense?!
Everyone was shocked.
Even powerful figures like Hong Ming, who had reached the True Form Realm, could at most use spirit sense attacks. They could kill low-level cultivators with a thought, but they could not devour other people's spirit senses.
Seeing the disaster transformation state sect leader's face contorted in pain, Sheng Zhongtian couldn't just sit by and watch. He leaped over.
The cultivation essence giant hand fell to the ground.
The surging cultivation essence blew the half human soul cultivators away. However, their chi quickly condensed and returned to normal. They weren't affected at all.
Those soul cultivators didn't have faces but everyone could clearly feel a wave of anger in the air. Tens of black chi flew towards Sheng Zhongtian and engulfed him in darkness.
Rumble!
At the same time, a loud sound came from Hong Ming's back as a True Essence hand descended. The violent True Essence sent him flying, and he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood in mid-air.
The Mighty Ones were stunned and looked at Xie Wanshi in disbelief.
"Sect leader Xie, what are you doing?" asked the vice chairman of West Sea Trading Company. Hong Ming had been sent flying by Xie Wanshi's palm.
How could the other party reply to his question? He directly sent out a ferocious palm strike. The West Sea Trading Firm's Vice President's expression changed drastically, and he immediately flew away on his sword, narrowly avoiding being struck as well.
"Sect Leader Xie has gone mad!"
"It looks like he's being controlled by a soul cultivator. What do we do now?"
The remaining almighty beings were no longer able to remain calm. They were having a hard time dealing with the tens of thousands of soul cultivators before them, and now there was an anomaly among them. Furthermore, Xie Wanshi had lost his mind, and they had no way to deal with him. They couldn't just join forces to kill him, could they?
"No wonder the rumors say that Quicksand River is a place of certain death. Now that I've seen it, I finally understand how powerful it is. These soul cultivators are a bunch of incomparably powerful consciousnesses. How can we kill them all?"
"Young hero Qin is dead, sect leader Xie has gone mad again, the Red Tea Devil King is heavily injured, and city lord Sheng can't even protect himself. I think everyone should hurry up and escape. The West Sea Continent is beyond saving," shouted the vice chairman of West Sea Trading Firm.
Right now, it wasn't a matter of being afraid of death, but that there was no hope at all. If staying here meant death, then it was better to escape the West Sea Continent and start anew somewhere else.
Seeing that everyone had made up their minds, Sheng Zhongtian's anxious voice came out of the black mist. "Everyone, come to me. Help me temporarily force back the soul cultivators. I can protect everyone."
The few of them hesitated for a moment, but in the end, they flew over to Sheng Zhongtian's side. Several clumps of unique flames lit up the black mist, temporarily forcing back the soul cultivators.
Sheng Zhongtian took a deep breath. Just now, he had been trapped by over a hundred powerful consciousnesses of soul cultivators. Even breathing had become difficult for him. After adjusting his breathing, Sheng Zhongtian immediately took out an awl-shaped magic treasure. When the golden awl, which was originally only the size of a palm, was tossed out, it instantly grew in size, enveloping everyone under its golden radiance.
"That's the Myriad Cloud Awl?" The vice chairman of West Sea Trading Firm exclaimed.
"It's said that Snow Field City's city lord has a defensive magic treasure at the level of a Quasi Immortal artefact. It can even block a fatal attack from a True Divinity cultivator. Could it be this golden awl?" The Thunder King was shocked.
Above everyone's heads, the golden awl had already begun to slowly descend. In the end, it looked like a pyramid covering everyone.
The golden awl wasn't an impenetrable wall like everyone had imagined. Instead, it was a barrier of energy that resembled the aura of an array formation. The air around it fluctuated like waves on the surface of a lake.
When this layer of air wave appeared, everyone felt as if they had entered a different world. The dangerous aura of Quicksand River gradually faded, to the point where it was almost impossible to feel.
"As expected of a defensive magic treasure at the level of a Quasi Immortal artefact. It can even block the powerful consciousnesses of soul cultivators."
"City Lord Sheng, your golden awl can move, right? Let's hurry up and leave this place. "
Everyone found hope again. After a moment of silence, Sheng Zhongtian said, "My Myriad Cloud Awl can still last for an hour. It won't be difficult for us to leave Quicksand River. However, I don't want to leave just like this. I want to go take a look at the bottom of Quicksand River."
Everyone revealed an expression of disbelief. The Thunder King shouted, "City Lord Sheng, are you crazy? It's hard for us to stay alive outside Quicksand River. If we enter Quicksand River, we will die even with the Myriad Cloud Awl. "
However, Hong Ming said, "I agree with City Lord Sheng's suggestion. I still feel that Young Hero Qin hasn't died. Even if he has, we still have to find a way to find the Immortal Stone Array and repair it."
The Thunder King immediately retorted, "Who doesn't want to resolve the calamity of West Sea Continent? However, with just the few of us, we won't be able to find the Immortal Stone Array. "
"Whether we can find it or not is one thing, but whether we can find it or not is another. Young Hero Qin came from North Sand Continent. He isn't from West Sea Continent, but he risked his life for West Sea Continent. As the seniors of West Sea Continent, how can we be afraid of death?" Hong Ming said indignantly.
The Thunder King was silent. The other powerhouses who had planned to escape all lowered their heads.
Sheng Zhongtian had made up his mind. As he controlled the golden awl to fly towards Quicksand River, he said, "It's up to us to stay or go. I must go to the bottom of Quicksand River to see what's going on."
The Myriad Cloud Awl quickly landed above Quicksand River. The ripples of the golden Qi Cover became stronger. The originally faint sense of danger enveloped everyone's hearts again.
No one left, because leaving the protection of the Myriad Cloud Awl would only lead to a faster death. However, when everyone arrived above Quicksand River, they felt a little regretful. The aura of ghosts here was not something the periphery could compare to.
"City Lord Sheng, let's leave this place quickly," the Thunder King said anxiously.
Even Hong Ming felt a sense of retreat. She guessed that Qin Fen had really died. Meanwhile, Sheng Zhongtian immediately activated the Myriad Cloud Awl and tried to rush into the bottom of Quicksand River. However, there seemed to be a barrier above the black sand river. He couldn't enter at all.
"City Lord Sheng, what are you doing?"
The golden awl hovered in mid-air. Everyone was burning with anxiety.
Sheng Zhongtian hurriedly said, "The Myriad Cloud Awl seems to be blocked by something. It can't enter the bottom of Quicksand River."
"Why can't it enter? Everyone saw Young Hero Qin jump into the black river with their own eyes. "The West Sea Trade Association's Vice President was confused.
Only now did Sheng Zhongtian realize Qin Fen's true strength. He was sure that there was something blocking above Quicksand River. Qin Fen must have found a way to enter.
Now, even with the protection of the golden awl, he couldn't even enter the bottom of Quicksand River. Sheng Zhongtian felt hopeless again. He planned to activate the Myriad Cloud Awl and leave.
However, when he was about to leave, he realized that he had completely lost contact with the golden awl. The golden Qi Cover undulated like a surging tsunami. It seemed like it would break at any time.
"Ah!"
At that moment, a scream came from nearby. Then, there was another intense explosion.
Everyone immediately looked over. Their expressions kept changing.
The loud explosion had come from Xie Wanshi's body. His body had already exploded. A golden human-shaped Nascent Soul flew out but was instantly engulfed by a few black mists. Half an hour later, Xie Wanshi's Nascent Soul aura disappeared. A True Form Mighty Cultivator had completely perished.
Everyone gasped. These ghosts were unimaginably powerful since they could even engulf a True Form Mighty Cultivator's Nascent Soul.
"City Lord Sheng, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and leave, "the Thunder King said anxiously.
Sheng Zhongtian sounded helpless. "We can't leave now even if we want to."
"Why?"
"The Myriad Cloud Awl has already lost control. Unless everyone flies out by themselves," Sheng Zhongtian said truthfully.
Everyone's expression changed drastically. Their only hope of survival had been extinguished.
There were countless ghosts in Quicksand River. It was impossible for them to fly out by themselves. Xie Wanshi, who had died not long ago, was the best example.
"City Lord Sheng, how long can your Myriad Cloud Awl last?" Hong Ming asked.
"At most five minutes."
Actually, even without Sheng Zhongtian saying this, everyone realized that the golden awl was about to explode. The golden aura barrier was fluctuating violently, like boiling water.
"Since we're going to die anyway, why don't we charge out of the golden awl and attack Quicksand River together? Let's see if we can enter the underground," Hong Ming suggested.
Sheng Zhongtian had already flown out first and slapped his palm on the surface of Quicksand River. He was a second-stage True Form Mighty Cultivator, but he had been suppressed in the Quicksand River Forbidden Zone. He had been suppressing his anger for a long time. Now that he no longer cared about life and death, Sheng Zhongtian had to fight back.
Rumble!
The Quintessential Essence giant hand covered half of the sky above Quicksand River. As it fell, there was a rumble, and the calm black river surface rippled.
Sheng Zhongtian immediately felt the obstruction in front of him lessen. He hurriedly shouted, "There might be an array formation on Quicksand River. Everyone, break the array formation and charge in."
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