Endless sounds of waves could be heard coming from the black fog. Despite that, no matter how turbulent the feng shui was, once it came into contact with He Yiming's glaive, it became intermittent and could no longer continue.
He Yiming's eyes were in high spirits. He had also benefited a lot from exchanging blows with his opponent.
Although Zhu Guanhao was only using the endless feng shui power, He Yiming discovered many skills that could be used from it. If he were to use them on the Wind and Fire Art, he would surely be more powerful.
Having such a good opponent to exchange pointers with was something that Ou Yangming could not have wished for more.
With a flash of thought, Ou Yangming swung his glaive slightly, causing a gust of wind to blow in the opposite direction.
Next, Zhu Guanhao was shocked to find that there was another gust of wind within his feng shui range. The gust of wind's power was in complete contrast to the wind that he controlled.
It was as though he was looking into a mirror. No matter what his wind did, the wind in the mirror would copy it exactly.
In just a few moments, the monstrous waves suddenly disappeared. Although there was still a powerful force of water in the space, without the help of the wind, it was like a piece of stagnant water. There was no longer a trace of vitality in the space.
Zhu Guanhao's face was extremely pale. He never thought that someone in the world could control the power of wind to such an extent.
If the person who performed the skill was a wind-mastery Venerable One, he would not be surprised. Since that person had entered the Crying Ghost Ridge, it was impossible for him to be a Venerable One.
Having said that, as a Ding Zu expert, it was too shocking for him to be able to control the power of wind to such an extent.
However, what Zhu Guanhao didn't know was that not only had He Yiming also grasped the Fusion Technique, he had relied on his own ability to grasp the Fusion Technique. He didn't rely on some kind of divine weapon to fuse two different attributes into one.
Because Zhu Guanhao had borrowed the power of the Feng Shui fan, the Feng Shui power he displayed was traceable. He Yiming immediately grasped the key points after fighting with Zhu Guanhao for a while. As soon as he sensed the change in Zhu Guanhao's Genuine Qi, he guessed the subsequent movement trajectory of the Feng Shui power. That was why he was able to use the power of wind to such an extent that Zhu Guanhao was almost scared out of his wits.
After a while, He Yiming let out a loud roar and started spinning his glaive with one hand.
He was actually using the glaive as his opponent's fan. The huge glaive, which was more than four meters long, seemed to be even more flexible in his hands than Zhu Guanhao's Feng Shui Treasure Fan.
A moment later, with He Yiming as the center, a huge vortex suddenly appeared.
With the support of the glaive, its power was even greater than the Feng Shui Treasure Fan.
Zhu Guanhao's face was ashen. When He Yiming displayed such a powerful wind power, Zhu Guanhao's confidence was almost completely destroyed. And now, He Yiming was actually using the glaive to display the skill that Zhu Guanhao was most proud of in his life. It was like the straw that broke the camel's back. The last bit of confidence and self-esteem in Zhu Guanhao's heart was completely and mercilessly stripped away.
At this moment, Zhu Guanhao's heart was already dead. Although he hadn't lost his mind and become a lunatic, he wasn't much better off than that.
As a martial artist, when he suffered such a heavy blow, he even had thoughts of death in his heart.
He Yiming's hand gesture didn't change. The spinning force continued to increase until it finally reached its limit.
A powerful force suddenly attacked him. Zhu Guanhao couldn't hold on any longer. The Feng Shui Treasure Fan in his hand collided with He Yiming's glaive. Then, the glaive's inconceivable suction force firmly grabbed the fan and forcibly snatched it away.
After losing the Feng Shui Treasure Fan, Zhu Guanhao couldn't hold it in anymore. He opened his mouth and spat out blood again.
However, this time, he spat out fresh red blood, not the black blood that had been invaded by the Evil Yin Qi.
He Yiming's wrist shook and the glaive retracted like a snake. He gently wiped the glaive's tip and took the Feng Shui Treasure Fan in his hand.
Then, he calmly looked at the dumbstruck Zhu Guanhao, who still didn't dare to believe what had just happened.
Suddenly, He Yiming didn't continue to attack. Instead, he said in a low voice, "Zhu Guanhao …"
His words were filled with a different kind of power. It seemed to have a fatal attraction and temptation.
Zhu Guanhao's body trembled. He seemed to be struggling for a moment, but also seemed to be unwilling to break free from the restraints of this voice. He became hesitant.
He Yiming was overjoyed. Although he had learned a bit of the Bewitching Technique from the Western expert Romiya and Xu Chengzhang on the Heavenly Lake, he hadn't practiced it.
After all, he hadn't undergone any special cultivation. At most, he only knew a little bit of martial arts.
If one wanted to rely on this little bit of ecstasy to make Zhu Guanhao, an expert who had reached the Tripod Realm on the path of martial arts, lose his mind, it was equivalent to He Yiming, who was only at the fifth layer of inner strength, defeating He Yiming, who was holding a large glaive. It was basically impossible.
However, at this moment, Zhu Guanhao, who had just woken up from the brink of insanity, suffered the most disastrous defeat in his life. Even the martial arts technique he was most proud of had been imitated by someone else. Moreover, after using it, the power seemed to be even stronger.
This was a heavy blow. The stronger the cultivator, the harder it was to extricate themselves.
At this moment, Zhu Guanhao's willpower was definitely the weakest in his life. Moreover, he even had a kind of self-deceiving thought. He even wanted to learn from an ostrich and bury his head deep in the sand, as if nothing had happened.
It was precisely at this moment that He Yiming used the Bewitching Technique that he wasn't familiar with. It actually just happened to match Zhu Guanhao's current mood and some kind of subconscious wish, which was why it succeeded in one go.
He Yiming lightly sighed in relief. He suddenly discovered that when he used the Bewitching Technique, he was actually much more tired than when he fought against Zhu Guanhao.
He calmly looked into Zhu Guanhao's eyes. His eyes were already filled with confusion, like a completely defenseless fortress.
He Yiming lightly coughed and said, "What's your name?"
"Zhu Guanhao."
"Where are you from?"
"Yuzhou's Zhu Clan."
He Yiming nodded to himself. Before the fight, he definitely did not think that the final outcome would be so ideal.
He quickly sorted out the questions in his mind and asked, "What's the millennium catastrophe?"
"Every millennium or so, a catastrophe will happen on Crying Ghost Ridge. Once the catastrophe arrives, everyone on the ridge will die, and none of them will be able to escape, "Zhu Guanhao unknowingly said. His eyes still did not fluctuate at all.
He Yiming tensed up. He asked, "How long has it been since the last millennium catastrophe?"
He had made up his mind. If that was really the case, he would immediately find Jin Zhanzheng and the others and leave. Even if the 3 Venerable Ones outside stopped him, they might not be able to catch him. Even so, under the millennium catastrophe, he would probably be in greater danger.
"It's been more than five hundred years since the last millennium calamity."
He Yiming sighed a breath of relief and asked, "If that's the case, why do you believe that the millennium catastrophe happened?"
Hao Xue and the other 2 Venerable Ones' reactions left a deep impression on him. Judging from how they did not even have the courage to verify it and even escaped separately, it was clear that they firmly believed it.
"The thousand-year catastrophe might not happen once every thousand years. If too many people become insane, there might be a possibility that it will happen earlier."
He Yiming sucked in a breath of cold air and cursed fiercely.
'Looks like the 3 fellas knew about this long ago.' Even so, they still chose to use the insane people as cauldrons to condense Blood Condensation Pearls.
Not only were they risking the millennium catastrophe earlier, but they also lured everyone into the same crisis.
They were really harming others and themselves. If they really caused the Millennium Catastrophe, then all the people in the Crying Ghost Ridge would be buried with them.
For scum like them, even if they were killed thirty times, it would still be their just desserts.
After pondering for a brief moment, He Yiming asked again, "What exactly is the millennium catastrophe?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"According to the rumors in our clan, it might be a spirit beast, a poisonous miasma, or an unknown crisis, but nobody can give an accurate answer." Zhu Guanhao answered calmly, "Apart from too many insane people, Venerable Ones will also cause the catastrophe."
He Yiming's heart trembled. Only now did he understand why those Venerables would rather give up the pursuit than enter this place.
However, he was getting more and more curious about the Millennium Catastrophe. Ou Yangming pondered and made up his mind to ask Jin Zhanzheng properly if he met him in the future.
Looking at Zhu Guanhao, who seemed to be in a daze, He Yiming recalled the relationship between the Hao family and the Netherworld Sect. He asked seriously, "Is the Netherworld Sect's Ding Liyin outside Crying Ghost Ridge?"
"Yes."
"Why is he here?"
"To assassinate 2 people."
He Yiming slapped his forehead. He was confused. Of course, the people from the Netherworld Sect were here to assassinate people.
"Who does he want to assassinate?"
"He Yiming and Jin Zhanzheng."
He Yiming's eyes slowly widened, and his mouth was wide open. This answer shocked him too much.
He suddenly thought of the 3 Venerable Ones before he entered the Crying Ghost Ridge.
108 had vaguely said that one of them seemed to be from the Netherworld Sect. Now, it seemed that that person must be Ding Liyin.
A sharp killing intent flashed in He Yiming's eyes. He asked, "Why did he come to assassinate?"
"Because they're the most promising young people to break through to the Venerable Ones after entering Crying Ghost Ridge this time." Zhu Guanhao said in a daze, "Other than the Divine Wind Palace's alliance circle, all the major forces in the east and west want them dead." (To be continued. If you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author. Support the original reading!)
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