He Yiming and Jin Zhanzhan kept talking, but most of their attention was focused on the unconscious Zhang Zhongxun.
Therefore, when he showed signs of waking up, they immediately stopped talking and looked at Zhang Zhongxun at the same time.
The clear look in Zhang Zhongxun's eyes was caught by them at the same time.
"Brother Zhang is saved," He Yiming said excitedly.
Jin Zhanzhan was also overjoyed. The joy came from the bottom of his heart and could not be faked at all.
However, after being happy for 15 minutes, their faces turned gloomy again.
Zhang Zhongxun only regained his consciousness for a brief moment, but the light in his eyes slowly dimmed.
Jin Zhanzhan gritted his teeth and stood up. "Brother He, I'm going to bring Senior Brother Zhang out and find the Venerable Ones and elders in the sect as soon as possible to ask them to expel the Yin Qi for him."
He Yiming's face changed. "How confident are you?"
Jin Zhanzhan smiled bitterly. "50% at most, but if we don't cast a technique to treat him, he won't even have 10% left."
He Yiming nodded. He knew there was no other choice.
Jin Zhanzhan turned and asked, "Brother He, are you going out with me?"
He Yiming was slightly stunned. "I still want to cultivate here for a few days, so you should bring Brother Zhang out first."
Jin Zhanzhan hesitated for a moment. He looked at Zhang Zhongxun on the ground and said, "Brother He, you've achieved great success after entering Crying Ghost Ridge. There's no use for you to stay any longer, so why don't you leave with us?" When he said that, his eyes were full of sincerity.
Although he did not say it clearly, He Yiming naturally understood what he meant.
Looking at Zhang Zhongxun's appearance at the moment, one would know what would happen if the Yin Qi invaded his body.
Since He Yiming had successfully advanced to the Cauldron Leg, there was not much point in staying here anymore. Since that was the case, it was better to leave early to prevent the Yin Qi from entering his body and becoming the second Zhang Zhongxun. If that happened, the loss would outweigh the gain.
He laughed bitterly in his heart. If Treasure Pig was still by his side at this moment, then He Yiming would probably agree. However, he did not know where Baozhu went, so he was unwilling to leave alone.
He Yiming shook his head and said perfunctorily, "Brother Jin, I'll stay here for a few more days, so you should go first."
Jin Zhanzheng sighed helplessly and said, "If that's the case, take care of yourself, Brother He." He paused, then added, "The longest time we can stay in the Crying Ghost Ridge is a month. If we don't come out after a month, we won't be able to come out again. Brother He, you must firmly remember this. "
He Yiming nodded seriously and kept his advice in mind.
Jin Zhanzheng took a step back and bowed deeply to He Yiming, "Brother He, on behalf of Senior Zhang, I thank you for saving my life."
He Yiming's face changed slightly. He quickly reached out and helped him up, "Brother Jin is too polite."
Jin Zhanzheng nodded heavily and carried Zhang Zhongxun on his back, "Brother He, I'll be waiting for you at the Grand Spirit Palace. After you arrive, I'll go into seclusion to refine the dragon spear."
There was an indescribable seriousness in his eyes. He Yiming felt warm in his heart and nodded heavily, "Okay, within a month, I'll definitely go to the Grand Spirit Palace."
Jin Zhanzheng looked at him one last time, then turned and left.
Although there was one more person on his back, he walked as if there was nothing. With each step, the ground under his feet seemed to be shortening quickly.
When his other foot landed on the ground, he was already hundreds of feet away.
In order to leave the Crying Ghost Ridge as soon as possible, Jin Zhanzheng used the Ten Thousand Miles Idle Courtyard technique. Looking at his appearance, it seemed that he wanted to maintain it until the end.
After watching Jin Zhanzheng leave, He Yiming retracted his gaze.
He called out in a certain direction, "Brother Bai, we can go back now."
If it weren't for the pursuit of Zhang Zhongxun, He Yiming would definitely not leave that place. He must wait until Baozhu returned before he could leave here with peace of mind.
Of course, this was because he had firm confidence in Baozhu. With the little guy's strength, he would definitely not die here inexplicably.
However, he did not immediately receive a response from 108.
He Yiming's heart couldn't help but tighten. After losing Baozhu, He Yiming absolutely didn't want to lose 108 too.
His figure flickered, and he quickly left and returned to the original path. He was very suspicious whether 108 had followed him.
However, after running a few steps, he suddenly stopped because the tracker under his neck had begun to vibrate slightly. He Yiming couldn't wait to take out the tracker and whispered, "Brother Bai, where are you?"
"Three hundred feet behind you on your left."
"What are you doing there?"
"I found the traces left by Baozhu." 108 said slowly.
He Yiming was overjoyed. It was as if a bomb of joy had exploded in his chest. His voice was filled with unconcealable joy. "I'll be right there."
As soon as his voice fell, he had already rushed in the direction that 108 said.
In just a blink of an eye, he had already arrived there. As far as his eyes could see, 108 was standing upright like a pine tree.
Looking in the direction of 108's finger, there was a small hoof print that was not very obvious on the ground. Looking up in front of the hoof print, there was a similar hoof print not far away.
These hoof prints were clearly left deliberately, and the weight was just right. Except for 108, the possibility of others seeing and paying attention to these hoof prints was not high.
He Yiming's gaze turned to 108, only to see him nodding slowly, "When you were talking with Jin Zhanzheng, I accidentally found the hoof print here, and compared it with the place where it disappeared before …" There seemed to be a hint of relief in his voice, "It matches."
Patting 108's shoulder, He Yiming smiled and said, "Brother Bai, it seems that good people are rewarded."
When 108 called out Zhang Zhongyi, if He Yiming didn't have the heart to help, he wouldn't have met Jin Zhanzheng and wouldn't have stayed here. In this way, 108 naturally couldn't find the hoof prints left by the Baozhu.
Since they had found the tracks left by the Baozhu, they naturally followed the tracks slowly.
Although the Baozhu's hoof prints were jumping around, the general direction didn't change. After circling around for a long time, it was getting higher and higher. It was clearly using a special method to find a way to the top.
When He Yiming saw this, his face suddenly became gloomy and dark, as if water could be squeezed out at any time.
Jin Zhanzheng once said that in the Crying Ghost Ridge, there was an absolute forbidden area, and that was the highest peak with dense black fog.
From the information he had obtained from Zhu Guanhao, it seemed that the Thousand Year Calamity was closely related to the black fog that was so thick that one couldn't see more than three steps away from the peak.
So when He Yiming determined the direction of the Baozhu, the shock in his heart could be imagined.
Sure enough, as they continued to move forward, the black fog in front of them seemed to gradually thicken. Although it wasn't exaggerated to the point where one couldn't see a shadow three steps away, it was incomparable to the black fog halfway up the mountain.
He Yiming suddenly stopped, and the figure of the one hundred and eight that followed him also came to a steady stop.
He Yiming glanced at him silently, and suddenly said, "Brother Bai, I remember your promise in the past. It seems to be to protect me and Lixun."
108 nodded mechanically and said, "Yes, to protect you."
It was unknown whether he did it intentionally or not. In short, he didn't say the specific date.
He Yiming smiled slightly and said, "Then I hope you can promise me one thing."
"What is it?"
"If you really encounter something or a disaster that you can't resist later, think of a way to escape," He Yiming said seriously, "Once you escape, go to the northern border, and don't forget to fulfill your promise."
108's eyes lit up right away. He looked above his head as though he understood what He Yiming meant.
"Actually, you don't have to go," 108 said in a deep voice.
He Yiming chuckled and said, "Brother Bai, I'm only taking precautions. No matter what's up there, it might not be able to make me stay."
There was a sense of heroism in his words.
Indeed, based on He Yiming's abilities at the moment, especially with the top-notch wind-mastery light-body technique and the Burrowing Art, if he wanted to escape, even a Venerable One might not be able to catch up to him.
Therefore, he was also very confident in himself.
Needless to say, the confidence was for him to escape, not for him to win.
108 seemed to have responded to him, and the luster in his eyes dimmed.
He Yiming held the silver ring and opened the space. He hesitated for a while before he finally retrieved the Nine Dragons Furnace.
The instant he held the divine tool in his hand, he was filled with confidence as though he was holding a glaive. Even if he faced any danger, he was confident that he could turn it into safety.
Ou Yangming took a deep breath and continued to move forward.
Slowly, the black fog around them seemed to have become denser, but the Baozhu's hoof prints on the ground still maintained an equal distance from each other. It was as though the black fog here could not obstruct the Baozhu's vision at all, and it was not affected at all.
Finally, He Yiming stopped. In front of him, there seemed to be a clear dividing line between the black fog and the black fog.
The boundary was an arm away from He Yiming, and it was within reach.
Inside the boundary, one could tell with one's eyes that the density of the black fog inside had reached an unbelievable level.
The place where he was at had become denser, but it paled in comparison to what was inside the boundary.
He Yiming immediately understood that within this demarcation line, it should be the forbidden area that Jin Zhanzhong mentioned.
He Yiming lowered his head and looked in the direction where the hoof prints were. He took a deep breath and stepped in …
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