Amidst the black fog, a figure streaked across in a straight line.
The thick fog around him surged and was completely stirred up by the figure. It was as if a monster was stirring up trouble here, and it did not stop for a long time.
Given He Yiming's speed, it would not be difficult for him to catch up to Zhang Zhonghui. Even so, the problem was that even if he caught up to the young fellow, He Yiming would also be helpless. Therefore, while he pondered, he followed closely behind Ou Yangming.
All of a sudden, an intense essential Qi collision was heard in front of him, causing him to hear a familiar howl. The howl was also filled with pain.
He Yiming's face changed. He did not expect Zhang Zhonghui to be so unlucky as to encounter another top-notch powerhouse here. He was certain that Zhang Zhonghui had charged toward his opponent, but he was overturned in an instant.
He was afraid that Zhang Zhonghui would be killed on the spot, so he immediately sped up. In just a breath, he had leaped tens of meters away and caught up to the young fellow.
As soon as Ou Yangming steadied himself, a forceful power pressed down on him from all directions.
He Yiming had a grave look on his face. After sensing the mightiness contained in the power, his heart was filled with absolute shock.
The power was so mighty that it was definitely something that he had never seen before.
Even from Jin Zhanzheng, he had never sensed such a mighty power.
At this moment, He Yiming even wondered if the person who attacked Zhang Zhonghui was a Venerable One.
Even so, He Yiming did not panic. He lowered his waist and sat in a horse stance, then he formed a steady and imposing gesture with his hands. It was as if there were 5,000 kilograms of gravity hanging above his hands as he lifted them bit by bit.
That seemingly slow movement was actually incomparably fast.
It was the Sky-upholding Pillar — the Sky-upholding Seal.
After He Yiming advanced to the Cauldron Foot, his earth-mastery power became more powerful. Even if his opponent's momentum was as heavy as a mountain, he was not inferior at all.
He would counter soldiers with arms and water with an earth weir. Even if a real mountain was pressing down on him, he had the power to lift it and overturn it.
When the 2 enormous powers collided with each other, the ground seemed to have sensed the mightiness of the powers, causing the area where they were standing to shake slightly.
He Yiming's feet and ankles sank into the soil, which was evident how much pressure he was under.
He Yiming was shocked to find that he could not logically evolve the Sky-upholding Seal into the Sky-upholding Seal under the pressure of the enormous power.
His opponent's power was so mighty that it exceeded his estimation. Although he managed to withstand the unbelievable mightiness that was close to that of a Venerable One, his power was also completely depleted, and he did not have any strength left.
Taking a deep breath, the wisp of pagoda power within He Yiming's Dantian began to stir.
He Yiming knew his opponent was definitely a powerhouse that he had never seen before. Unless he recklessly used all of his power, he would not have any chance of winning.
Who knew, it was then when he heard a familiar and surprised voice. "Brother He, is that you?"
The essential Qi that He Yiming had gathered inside his body dissipated right away. He was surprised and overjoyed. "Brother Jin, why are you here?"
The person in front of him, who gave him endless pressure, was Jin Zhanzheng, whom he broke up with right after entering the Crying Ghost Ridge. In such a big place like the Crying Ghost Ridge, it was extremely rare for the two of them to meet.
"Roar …"
A mournful howl was heard again. Only then did Zhang Zhongyun get up from the ground. Nonetheless, his movements were somewhat sluggish, which was evident that he was seriously injured.
He Yiming smiled bitterly and asked, "Brother Jin, why did you injure him?"
Jin Zhanzheng was slightly taken aback. He had a bad feeling in his heart. He asked, "Brother He, who is this person?"
At this time, Zhang Zhongyun's appearance had changed greatly due to his madness. His clothes were also in a mess. Other than 108, no one could recognize him at a glance even if they were familiar with him.
He Yiming raised his hands, and a powerful three-point confinement force was launched from his hands. It instantly trapped Zhang Zhongyun in a square inch. Although Zhang Zhongyun tried his best to break free, he could not compete with He Yiming's power at all.
"Brother Jin, he's Zhang Zhongyun."
Jin Zhanzheng's face suddenly changed. He exclaimed, "Senior Brother Zhang?" After looking at the person a few times, Jin Zhanzheng vaguely recognized him. However, if it were not for He Yiming's reminder, he would not be able to recognize him by relying on his own eyesight.
Once he recognized this person's identity, he immediately took a step forward and arrived in front of Zhang Zhongyun in an instant. Then he stretched out his palm, and his ten fingers played on Zhang Zhongyun's body like playing a piano.
Just a moment later, Zhang Zhongyun, who was twisting crazily, stopped. Although the palpitating blood-red color in his eyes did not fade away, the madness inside had weakened a lot and was replaced by a blank look.
Jin Zhanzheng's movements were as fast as lightning. He took out a jade bottle from his arms, quickly poured out a medicinal pill, and stuffed it into Zhang Zhongyun's mouth.
He Yiming's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.
For many masters in the northwest, Crying Ghost Ridge was still relatively unfamiliar, so He Yiming did not have any backup medicine on him. However, the masters in the east and west had been profiting from Crying Ghost Ridge for thousands of years or even longer. Of course, they were not unfamiliar with this place. It was not too much to refine some targeted elixirs.
"Brother He, please give me a Resurrection Pill." Jin Zhanzheng said hurriedly.
He Yiming immediately reached into his arms and took out a jade bottle. In this jade bottle was the medicinal pill given by the master of the Qilian Twin Devils, Venerable Fan Shuo. It was said to have a magical effect on internal injuries. He Yiming carried it with him and did not put it into the spatial ring.
Jin Zhanzheng did not stand on ceremony. He took the jade bottle, opened the bottle cap, poured out a medicinal pill, and quickly stuffed it into Zhang Zhongyun's mouth.
It was not until all this was done that he let out a long sigh of relief.
After Zhang Zhongyun's body swayed a few times, he finally fell to the ground. However, Jin Zhanzheng was already prepared. He reached out and gently placed him flat on the ground.
After returning the jade bottle to He Yiming, Jin Zhanzheng said, "Brother He, thank you."
He Yiming waved his hand and said, "Brother Jin, there's no need to be so polite. How's Brother Zhang's situation now?"
"Senior Brother Zhang has already taken the medicinal pill. Moreover, the time when the Yin Qi entered his body hasn't been long. Perhaps he can still be saved." Jin Zhanzheng gently put a hand on Zhang Zhongyun's pulse and said, "After half an hour, we should know if he can be saved."
His face was full of worry. It was obvious that he did not have much confidence.
He Yiming sighed softly. He originally wanted to say that since Zhang Zhongyun was not confident, he should not take the risk. However, on second thought, which one of those who entered the Crying Ghost Ridge did not risk their lives? The words were about to come out of his mouth, but he could not say it.
Shaking his head, He Yiming asked casually, "Is the medicinal pill you gave him useful?"
Jin Zhanzheng said in a deep voice, "Whether it's the special spiritual pill from our sect or the Resurrection Pill from the Blessed Enclave, they're the best medicinal pills to restrain the Yin Qi. If even these two pills don't work, we can only ask Sir Venerable One to help him expel the Yin Qi in his head. That said, this method is very dangerous, so it mustn't be done unless it's a last resort. "
He Yiming nodded slightly. He touched the jade bottle in his bosom. Only now did he understand why Fan Shuo had given him the Resurrection Pill back then. It turned out that this pill also had an extremely strong suppressive effect on Baleful Yin Qi.
Looking at Jin Zhanzheng, He Yiming was suddenly moved. He asked, "Brother Jin, I took a palm from you just now. It's powerful and incredible. Could it be that you've broken through?"
Jin Zhanzheng turned his head. A hint of pride flashed in his eyes. He reached out and patted his waist, then he immediately held the Dragon Spear in his hand.
He Yiming fixed his gaze on it, and his eyes suddenly focused.
The Dragon Spear was still the same Dragon Spear, but there was a subtle change in Jin Zhanzheng's hand. A thin layer of silver mist faintly appeared on the Dragon Spear.
The mist was connected to Jin Zhanzheng's palm as if they had merged into one, which was amazing.
"Atomized Divine Soldier …" He Yiming sighed softly and said enviously, "Congratulations on becoming a Venerable One, Brother Jin. It's worthy of celebration."
Jin Zhanzheng shook his head slightly and responded, "I've only just started to atomize the Dragon Spear. It'll take at least a year for me to completely atomize it. In addition to communicating with Heaven and Earth's power and mastering the various abilities of a Venerable One, it'll take me at least 2 years."
He Yiming laughed out loud. "What's 2 years? After 2 years, Brother Jin will become a genuine Venerable One."
Jin Zhanzheng's tense face finally showed a little smile, but when he looked at Zhang Zhongyun beside him, the smile dimmed.
He Yiming also sighed secretly. The 2 of them were silent for a moment before Jin Zhanzheng suddenly said, "Brother He, judging from the Confining Power that you used just now, you should've succeeded, right?"
"I was lucky," He Yiming said sincerely.
The Crying Ghost Ridge was indeed full of dangers. If it was not for his special physique, he might not even be able to keep his mind, let alone the power of the tripod.
The 2 of them recounted the situation after they broke up. He Yiming naturally would not tell the truth, so he only said that he found a place to cultivate. After the success of the tripod, the crazy Zhang Zhongyun happened to come to his place of meditation and was recognized by him, and so on.
Jin Zhanzheng's experience was even simpler. After he entered the Crying Ghost Ridge, he sat there quietly to seek a breakthrough. Just the day before yesterday, he finally succeeded. The reason he continued to stay here was that he wanted to cultivate for a few more days in this special environment. He did not expect to meet Zhang Zhongyun and He Yiming.
When the 2 of them talked about the crazy people during this period, they could not help but sigh.
According to Jin Zhanzheng, the number of people who became crazy this time seemed to have increased compared to the last time.
He Yiming thought to himself, 'Hao Xue and the others alone have plotted against 9 masters of the Three Flower Realm. It would be strange if the number did not change.'
Suddenly, Zhang Zhongyun, who was next to them, moved. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and there was a trace of rationality in them. (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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