In the black fog, although people's vision was greatly affected, even powerful experts like He Yiming and Jin Zhanzheng were no exception. However, the sound here was not hindered in any way.
He Yiming could imagine that those who were able to enter this place definitely knew how to listen to the wind to distinguish sounds. However, he believed that as long as the other party did not possess wind talent, then the wind to distinguish sounds they used would not be as useful as clairaudience.
This was the power of talent. In a special environment, the powerful power it exerted was enough to make everyone dumbfounded.
His ears kept twitching, and countless sounds of the wind entered his ears.
He Yiming slowly shut his eyes. Relying solely on the Clairaudient technique, he started to walk in this dark and gloomy fog.
The mountain wind in the Crying Ghost Ridge was not weak. The howling of the wind could be heard everywhere. However, what was strange was that in such a strong wind, such a thick fog did not show any signs of being blown away. This was truly puzzling.
Of course, He Yiming did not stop to study. He relied on his clairaudience to smoothly pass through here. After half an hour, he finally found a suitable place to cultivate.
This was a col in the middle of the mountain. There were rugged strange rocks around. In the middle of the strange rocks, there was a relatively flat stone platform. He Yiming's figure moved slightly, and he had already jumped onto the platform. He quickly decided on this place.
He sat down flat and took a deep breath according to his usual cultivation method. Then, he began to absorb the surrounding innate Qi.
However, at the next moment, He Yiming's movements suddenly stiffened.
He couldn't even absorb the slightest trace of Xiantian Qi. His face instantly became extremely strange.
The muscles on his face twitched a few times. He Yiming recalled what Jin Zhanzheng told him. His eyes revealed an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Although the Qi of Heaven and Earth here was extremely rich, because it absorbed countless lives on the battlefield, it included a huge amount of murderous aura and yin Qi.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth had completely merged with these two types of aura. If these two types of aura were excluded, then the Qi of Heaven and Earth here would be far inferior to the outside world.
He let out a long sigh and finally understood why Jin Zhanzheng repeatedly reminded him.
It turned out that the more benefits one wanted to obtain here, the more pressure one had to bear.
The more benefits one absorbed, the greater the pressure one had to bear. If the final pressure exceeded the limit one could bear, then the only consequence was to become a madman who lost his rationality.
He began to hesitate in his heart, especially after feeling the cold murderous aura. He was full of fear of the power here.
After pondering for a moment, he tried to release a little of his defensive power.
Although it was only a small hole, the Yin Qi from the outside was like ants that had seen honey, rushing to be the first to rush in.
He Yiming calmed his heart and no longer had any distracting thoughts. Since he had already entered this place, if he did not even have the courage to try, it would cause a great obstacle in his heart. It would have hundreds of drawbacks on his future path of cultivation. Therefore, he would rather give it a try. Even if he really could not hold on and gave up, it was much better than doing nothing.
Slowly, the layers of yin Qi wrapped him up. When He Yiming began to absorb the first strand of Qi of Heaven and Earth, the black mist began to churn violently as if it was going to swallow him completely.
In a moment, He Yiming felt a huge pressure coming from all directions. His mind was in a trance, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. He seemed to have suddenly appeared on a huge battlefield.
On this battlefield, he was an Easterner wearing a set of the most common paper armor. He stood on the city wall and fought with the foreign invaders.
His sword fiercely chopped off the enemy's head that had just popped out from under the city wall. However, almost at the same time, a sharp arrow shot from below the city wall pierced through his throat. He covered the wound on his throat as if he wanted to stop the blood that was flowing out. However, his body was completely exhausted. In the end, he fell from the city wall. In an instant, countless swords slashed his body.
At the last moment, he seemed to recognize this city wall. It was the western city wall of Bloody Massacre City.
In a trance, he became a Westerner again. In front of him, there was the same huge but unfamiliar city wall. He waved his two-handed sword and danced like a wheel, cutting down the Eastern soldiers one by one.
However, this time, the number of Eastern soldiers seemed to be endless. One after another, they climbed up the city wall like ants.
In the end, when he ran out of energy, countless large sabers slashed into his body.
In a trance, he became a high-ranking general of the East and West. They were commanding the battle, but without exception, they lost all the battles. Even their lives were left on this battlefield.
He Yiming vaguely understood something. The Yin Qi seemed to contain the deepest memories of those who died in the last battle. Since they had died on the battlefield, their deepest memories were naturally the moments right before their deaths.
In just the time it took for an incense stick to burn, He Yiming had experienced the reincarnation of life and death several times. Every time, he did not end well. He was either dismembered by swords or shot by arrows.
He Yiming's face gradually showed a hint of loftiness. He clenched his teeth tightly, as if he was chewing something. A faint trace of blood flowed from his lips.
After all, he was still young. A 20-year-old Three Flower Realm cultivator's cultivation in martial arts had already reached an unprecedented level. However, he still had too little experience. Under such circumstances, his will could not be compared to those old guys who were at least 100 years old and had seen through the ways of the world.
Therefore, when the endless black fog entered his body and allowed him to sense the murderous aura released by the soldiers before they died, his heart was finally shaken.
However, at that moment, the Qi of the world that he had absorbed into his body finally entered his Dantian after slowly circling a few times.
In the next moment, his Dantian suddenly boiled.
His Dantian, which was as calm as chaos, suddenly began to spin like a wheel of fire.
A wisp of extremely cool Qi flowed along his meridians and entered He Yiming's mind.
The expression on He Yiming's face was startled for a while before it slowly returned to normal. Although the evil spirits around him were still extremely strong and were becoming more and more ferocious, in He Yiming's eyes, they were nothing.
It was as if he had left his body and was standing at a different height to observe everything.
In front of him, a person was sitting cross-legged. That person was himself, and his body seemed to be in the clouds. A chaotic power circled around his body, allowing him to easily maintain this state.
Seeing that the surrounding Earth Energy had completely disappeared, the endless black fog surged in front of him and was then absorbed by his body like a bottomless pit.
He could sense that the boundless baleful aura and sinister Ghost Qi were still crazily pouring into his body. However, the problem was that He Yiming's mind seemed to have already left his body. No matter how the baleful aura churned, it was unable to bring any harm to a person in a vegetative state.
For example, a peerless beauty with a smile that could topple a person, a city, or a country with a smile could topple a person. No matter how charming she was, even if she was pole-dancing, if the person standing in front of her was a blind person, she could not successfully seduce him.
Similarly, although the Baleful Yin Qi was a thousand times stronger than before, He Yiming's consciousness was no longer in his body, so it naturally couldn't affect him in the slightest.
After a brief moment, He Yiming suddenly realized that the evil spirits had calmed down.
It wasn't that the Baleful Yin Qi didn't enter his body, but that the Baleful Yin Qi was like a black fog that was absorbed by his dantian along with the Qi of Heaven and Earth.
He Yiming hesitated for a moment, and with a thought, he had re-entered his body.
The moment he returned to his body, he immediately felt an unimaginable amount of Qi of the universe pouring into his body from the outside world. The meridians in his body seemed to have suddenly expanded countless times. Even with such a crazy influx of black fog and Qi of the universe, it did not cause the slightest problem.
Not only that, He Yiming could even feel the strange changes in his Dantian, and a strange thought suddenly emerged in his mind.
When he left the Crying Ghost Ridge, would he bring the resentment with him as well?
Once he thought of the countless resentment hidden in his Dantian, he felt a chill all over his body.
After taking a deep breath, He Yiming completely threw away this concern. Under such circumstances, the only thing he could do was to continuously absorb and increase his strength. If he was still half-hearted, he would be courting death.
He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted his armpit. Suddenly, a Five Elements Ring appeared in his hand.
He Yiming focused on the three points in the Five Elements Ring. Although he found the three points immediately, the problem was that the power that he instilled was far from enough, so the three points could not reach the point of overflowing.
With a thought, the essential Qi in his Dantian surged out, divided into the power of fire, earth, and metal, and continuously entered the three points.
This environment was indeed the best place to cultivate.
The endless Qi of the universe was more than ten times stronger than the outside world, and He Yiming's Dantian was also stimulated, and the speed of absorption was unimaginably fast.
Absorbing the external force, and transforming it into the purest three types of power through the Dantian.
After a full hour, He Yiming's eyes revealed a look of incomparable surprise.
The Five Element Ring in his hand began to spin on its own, especially the inner ring, where three evenly distributed dots were faintly shining. He Yiming's power kept flowing in the Five-element Ring. Every corner of this Divine Soldier was filled with He Yiming's true qi.
His ears twitched slightly, and his face darkened as he sneered coldly. He stretched out his hand, and three invisible dots appeared on his palm. A powerful confining force suddenly shot out from his hand in front of him …
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