After looking around for a moment, He Yiming asked in a deep voice, "Brother Bai, didn't Baozhu leave any traces behind?"
Before he left, he had asked Baozhu to wait here. With Treasure Pig's intelligence, even if something unexpected happened and it had to leave, it would definitely not make a sound. It would definitely leave behind some kind of trace for people to pursue.
"Yes." 108 said slowly, "I've found Baozhu's footprints, but unfortunately, the footprints disappeared halfway."
He Yiming frowned and asked, "What's the problem?"
"Up ahead, there were two crazy people who were fighting and tearing at each other. They destroyed everything." There was a rare hint of annoyance in the voice of the one hundred and eight.
He Yiming sighed softly as a sense of helplessness surfaced in his heart. In a place like the Crying Ghost Ridge, if such a thing happened, it was really unreasonable.
He smiled bitterly and asked, "Brother Bai, didn't you put a tracking device on Baozhu?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"My task is to protect you, not Baozhu," 108 said matter-of-factly.
He Yiming was completely speechless. He stood up, walked back and forth a few steps, and casually said, "When you find Baozhu, put a tracking device on him."
"Okay," 108 said straightforwardly.
He Yiming looked around and couldn't help but be at a loss. The size of the Crying Ghost Ridge was far beyond his imagination. Wanting to find a piglet here was basically equivalent to looking for a needle in a haystack. It was an impossible mission.
But at the thought of leaving Treasure Pig alone in this place, He Yiming's heart was filled with irritation.
Although he had only been with Baozhu for about a year, their relationship was definitely extraordinary. Just based on the fact that Baozhu had left Tianchi Mountain and drifted around with them, He Yiming could not let him go.
"Roar …"
Just as He Yiming was feeling vexed, a shrill howl was heard from afar, and it was running toward him at an extremely fast speed.
He Yiming frowned slightly. By now, he had a good understanding of these crazy people.
As soon as he heard the howl, he immediately knew that it was a master who had just become crazy because he could not bear the Yin energy entering his body.
After Hao Xue and the others left, it was impossible for a man-made madman to appear. Therefore, this person's determination, willpower, or cultivation were not enough, which eventually led to the tragedy.
The shrill howl contained great pain. It was the final duel between the mind and the Yin energy. Under normal circumstances, it would take a process, and how long it would take, depending on the person's willpower. However, although He Yiming felt pity for all of this, he was powerless to do anything about it.
Nevertheless, as the howl gradually approached, He Yiming could not help but become more agitated.
He had made up his mind to wait here for Baozhu's return. Naturally, he would not allow these crazy people to destroy his plan.
With a slight movement of his body, He Yiming had already left his original spot, heading straight for that crazy cry.
He was as fast as lightning, and after a few ups and downs, he saw the crazy man. The man's hands were on his head, and his expression was hideous. Everything about him matched the characteristics of a crazy person, but judging from his appearance, it seemed like he still had a last trace of consciousness.
However, after seeing He Yiming, this person let out an angry howl. Then, he put down his hands that were holding his head and clenched his fists tightly. Like a huge rock, he threw a punch over.
His fists were direct and powerful, which was a common characteristic of all crazy people. Moreover, after going crazy, one's potential would be stimulated. Therefore, the essential Qi on the man's fists should be far stronger than his usual strength.
He Yiming smiled coldly. He waved his hand and drew a small circle in the air, and a soft force gently spread out.
The power of wind and water combined to form a small whirlpool that rotated endlessly in an instant.
Once this whirlpool was formed, it immediately spun and rushed forward. Although that person's fist power was incomparably huge, when it encountered this whirlpool, all the power was immediately diverted, and not a trace of it rushed towards He Yiming's body.
The corners of He Yiming's mouth curled into a smile. After sensing the power of the vortex inside the fan, He Yiming had a new understanding of the combination of these two powers.
If He Yiming encountered a sane expert of the same rank, he naturally would not use the power of Feng Shui, which had not condensed the water flower, to fight against him. However, the person in front of him at this moment was a crazy person. This kind of person who had lost his mind and only knew how to charge with brute force was the best opponent to test his moves on.
He Yiming waved his hands, and circles of various sizes continuously emerged in front of him.
Every circle was a vortex. Although the power of the vortex could not be compared to the power of the glaive and the Feng Shui Treasure Fan, it was more than enough to deal with the situation in front of him.
In the beginning, He Yiming only used the vortex for defense. He used the external rotation of the vortex to drive the man's essential Qi in other directions. However, as He Yiming became more proficient in this technique, he also became more familiar with the use of Feng Shui.
Slowly, his circles began to spread outward. In the end, they were like huge ropes that wrapped around the man's body.
This was not the Three Points of Confinement Power, but in terms of pure power, it was superior.
At this point, He Yiming had a deep understanding of the use of the fusion power of Feng Shui. Moreover, as he used this technique, he felt that it was more profound and unfathomable, and it contained more powerful power. However, with He Yiming's current strength, he was still unable to fully exert this power.
After waving his hands to the extreme, the man's movements became slower and slower. He was like a fly trapped in a spider's web. The more he struggled, the tighter the spider's web became until he could not breathe.
He Yiming was overjoyed. While laughing, he threw the man far away as if he was throwing something.
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, and dust was splashed all over the sky. The man jumped from the ground and was not injured at all.
He Yiming frowned slightly. He really didn't use much strength just now, but with this swing, the other party was actually unscathed, which was still beyond his expectations.
It could be seen that once a person became crazy, not only would his strength and speed increase greatly, but his body's endurance would also be greatly improved.
Nevertheless, it was also because of this that these crazy people could contend with normal human experts in the Crying Ghost Ridge without using combat skills.
Needless to say, as compared to the crazy people created by Hao Xue using the Blood Coagulation Art, these crazy people, who could not withstand the pressure, were much weaker in terms of strength growth.
The man let out an increasingly shrill howl, and a gleaming stream of saliva was left from his mouth.
He Yiming sighed. He knew that the man could not avoid the fate of becoming crazy in the end.
He Yiming suddenly realized that the man's appearance was somewhat familiar.
Nevertheless, the man's face was somewhat swollen. Coupled with his ferocious expression, even if one was close to him, one would not be able to recognize him.
The man pounced on Ou Yangming again, and an air-piercing explosion was heard.
He Yiming frowned. He raised his hand high above his head and slashed with the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms.
A deafening sound was heard. The man seemed to have crashed into a huge copper and iron wall. He flew backward and hit the ground hard again.
This time, He Yiming still held back, as he suspected that this person might have some sort of history with him. Unfortunately, the man's appearance changed too much, and he could not match him to anyone in his mind.
After suffering this setback, the man turned over and stood up again. He raised his head and let out a thunderous howl. After that, the person turned around and left. He fled at a speed faster than when he came.
He Yiming was slightly startled. The crazy people that he encountered in the past had lost their consciousness and thoughts, and they only knew how to kill. Hence, they were the kind of people who clung to others. Unless they killed the creatures in front of them or heard similar howls nearby, they would definitely fight to the death without retreating.
However, after many failures, this person chose to avoid him and escape.
After pondering for a while, He Yiming suddenly understood that the man might still have a trace of consciousness left, so his actions were no different from those of ordinary crazy people. Nevertheless, when the man realized that he was far from being a match for him, the remaining trace of consciousness still made him choose to escape.
Ou Yangming sighed. It was a pity that he could not avoid the unlucky fate in the end.
He Yiming suddenly had a thought, and he asked casually, "Brother Bai, do you think the man looks familiar?"
"Of course." 108 answered matter-of-factly, "You've known each other for more than a year, and you've seen each other many times. Of course, you'll find him familiar."
He Yiming opened his mouth in shock. He was just speaking casually, but 108 seemed to have recognized the man's identity.
"Brother Bai, who exactly is he?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice. He was rather nervous, and he wondered if the man was really someone familiar.
108 answered calmly, "Zhang Zhongcheng from the Grand Divine Wind Palace."
He Yiming's expression changed slightly. After receiving 108's reminder, he immediately confirmed the man's identity.
Although Zhang Zhongcheng's friendship with him was not as deep as Jin Zhanzhong's, they were old friends who knew each other since Tianchi Mountain. Moreover, Zhang Zhongcheng had taken great care of him all the way to the east. If He Yiming did not know his identity, he would naturally let him live and die on his own without any qualms. However, since he knew, he could not let him go so easily.
He Yiming jumped up like a spring and chased after Zhang Zhongxun like a meteor chasing after the moon in the direction where Zhang Zhongxun disappeared.
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