A burst of laughter was heard as a person strode out from the corner of the mountain wall.
He Yiming glanced at the person and frowned slightly. The person's appearance was different from the others. He had deep eyes, a high nose, and a faint yellow color in his eyes.
Judging from the person's appearance, it was clear that he was not from the East.
He Yiming scoffed coldly and asked, "Powerhouse from the West, how should I address you?"
The person smiled proudly and answered, "I'm Gabri."
He Yiming nodded and said, "So it's Sir Gabri. May I know what business you have here?"
Gabri's eyes focused. He looked at He Yiming and said, "I've been waiting for you here."
As he spoke, he continued to walk forward without stopping. Only when he was thirty feet away from He Yiming did he stop.
He Yiming was puzzled and asked, "Sir Gabri, do you know who I am?"
"Of course I do. You're a young powerhouse from the East," Gabri said coldly, "You're Jin Zhanzheng's friend, He Yiming, right?"
A trace of astonishment flashed across He Yiming's face. This person was indeed waiting for him.
Gabri suddenly sighed and said, "The East is indeed where the Heaven and Earth Bell Spirit is. You have many talents and powerhouses. Jin Zhanzheng and you are both so young, but you've already broken through your limits. If I'm not mistaken, you should've successfully turned into a Divine Soldier. "
He Yiming shuddered. He did not take the old man seriously at first because he had already discovered his whereabouts.
Because he had just arrived here, he had already discovered his whereabouts. Moreover, looking at the aura on his body at this moment, he was at most an ordinary One-Line-Sky.
However, after he conversed with the old man for a while, the old man saw through his current boundary, which shocked He Yiming.
He Yiming remained calm and replied, "Yes, I was lucky and successfully turned into a Divine Soldier."
As he spoke, his ears twitched slightly. His mind was also highly focused as he quietly sensed the changes in the old man's aura.
The next moment, his heart was filled with shock.
On the outside, this old man only had the aura of a One-Line-Sky expert, but when He Yiming focused on him, he discovered that this old man's cultivation was truly unfathomable. Even he couldn't see through this old man's true cultivation. Among the experts that He Yiming had fought, it seemed that only the Venerable Zhuo Cheng Feng, who guarded the armory of the Divine Wind Treasure Palace, gave him a similar feeling.
He Yiming instantly understood that the person standing in front of him was not a powerhouse from One-Line-Sky, but a genuine Venerable One.
He hated the Western Reverend for being so sneaky and hiding his cultivation. He was definitely up to no good.
Everything that Ou Yangming did was extremely covert. In particular, his clairaudient technique was so powerful that even Gabri didn't notice that his true strength had been exposed.
A peculiar luster could be seen in Gabri's eyes. He suddenly said, "I have something to ask. Young friend, please tell me the truth."
He Yiming laughed and responded, "Your Excellency, please go ahead."
"As far as I know, everyone who enters the Crying Ghost Ridge can only stay for a month at most. However, you seem to have been in the ridge for more than 5 days." Gabri's voice was rather grave as he continued, "Normal people will definitely go crazy if they don't come out for a month, but you're still clear-headed and have successfully turned into a Divine Soldier. May I ask why you're not afraid of the Cold Yin Qi? "
He Yiming was amused. 'This Western old man has a sharp eye indeed. As soon as He Yiming came out, he immediately found the most valuable question.'
If he could find a way to resist the Cold Yin Qi in the Crying Ghost Ridge, his chances of advancing would undoubtedly be much higher.
Nonetheless, Ou Yangming wondered if the old man had been a Venerable One for too long and had been flattered to the point that he didn't know the ways of the world anymore. Given that the old man could actually ask such a question, only an idiot would answer the question truthfully.
Ou Yangming had a flash of thought, then he cleared his throat and said, "Since you're asking, senior, I'll be frank with you."
Gabri immediately listened attentively. Even with his strength, he was still a little nervous at this time. After all, this matter was too crucial. If the entire West grasped this secret, perhaps the West's top-notch combat powers would completely surpass the East's after 1,000 years and suppress them to the point that they would not be able to breathe.
He Yiming expressed loudly, "I've read in an ancient book that as long as one obtains an item and swallows it, one will no longer be afraid of the Crying Ghost Ridge's black fog."
Gabri waited quietly for some time, but seeing as He Yiming still did not say a word, he could not help but urge, "What is it?"
He Yiming answered seriously, "The Divine Soldier's Sharp Weapon."
Gabri was dumbfounded. "Swallow the Divine Soldier's Sharp Weapon?"
He Yiming nodded. "Yes, if you don't believe me, why don't you give it a try? If one is still afraid of the Yin Qi in the Crying Ghost Ridge after swallowing the Divine Soldier's Sharp Weapon, I'll be responsible for everything."
Gabri pondered for a brief moment, and his face slowly darkened.
He could speak Great Shen's language, but he was not proficient in it. After some time, he finally understood what He Yiming meant.
If a normal person swallowed the Divine Soldier's Sharp Weapon, one would surely die.
If a dead person was sent to the Crying Ghost Ridge, one would not be afraid of the Yin Qi. Once Gabri figured this out, he immediately realized that Ou Yangming was simply toying with him.
His face slowly darkened, and he chuckled. "Little friend, you're really in a good mood. You even dared to play with I."
He Yiming looked up and said loudly, "Your Excellency, are you muddle-headed? You're from the West, and I'm from the East. Not to mention that I don't have such a secret technique, even if I did, how could I tell you about it?"
Gabri could not help but laugh. "Yes, I'm indeed muddle-headed. That said, as long as I take you down, do you think I won't be able to find out what I want to know? "
He Yiming's eyes turned, and he suddenly recalled what Gabri said in the beginning. He asked, "Your Excellency, you mentioned Brother Jin Zhanzheng earlier. Have you met him before?"
Gabri scoffed angrily. "Jin Zhanzheng is as slippery as a fish and as timid as a mouse. He only knows how to run and hide, and he doesn't dare to fight I at all."
He Yiming came to a sudden realization. "Your Excellency, you're the Venerable One that chased after Brother Jin in the West back then …"
Gabri was startled, then he smiled indifferently. "Since you've guessed it, there's no need for me to hide it."
After he said that, his momentum grew rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his forceful pressure filled the space as if it could topple mountains and overturn seas.
Indeed, it was the mighty pressure of a Venerable One. Even He Yiming felt like he could not breathe properly under the pressure of the majestic pressure.
Gabri released his momentum and uttered word by word, "Tell me the way to be immune to the Yin Qi, and I won't kill you today."
Gabri's killing intent was initially firm, but after seeing that He Yiming did not go crazy after staying at Crying Ghost Ridge for more than a month, his thoughts changed subtly.
He Yiming took a deep breath, and a huge fighting spirit rose from his body.
His momentum could not contend with Gabri's on equal footing, but it would not be difficult for him to steadily defend a spot.
Above his head, there seemed to be endless Qi of Heaven and Earth continuously entering his body, allowing him to replenish his depleted True Qi to the maximum limit.
"I don't have a way to be immune to the Yin Qi. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do," He Yiming spread out his hands and said helplessly.
Indeed, he did not have a way because other than him, nobody else could have such a wonderful physique.
Given that the young fellow could also refine Yin Qi and turn it into essential Qi, he was definitely the only one in the world.
Gabri was not annoyed when he sensed He Yiming's fighting spirit and determination. He only curled his lips and said, "It's fine if you don't tell me. I'll capture you alive and let you have a taste of the Soul-searching Art. By then, no matter what you know, you'll tell me exactly what you know. "
His voice was extremely calm, but the killing intent contained in it was awe-inspiring.
He Yiming reached out to pat his armpit, causing the Five-element Ring to magically jump into his hand.
"You can't even capture Brother Jin, who's in the Cauldron's Foot State, alive, so how can you take down He?" He Yiming proudly said, "Could it be that the people of the West are all shamelessly boastful people like you?"
A trace of killing intent flashed in Gabri's eyes, which he could no longer conceal.
He had chased Jin Zhanzheng for 1,000 kilometers, but the young fellow had used various tricks to get rid of him, and he even comprehended the 10,000 Kilometers Idyllic Art at the last moment.
For a Venerable One like him, this was definitely the greatest humiliation in his life. Even in the Western World, very few people dared to take the initiative to mention this in front of him.
Now that He Yiming had mercilessly stabbed his vital point with his words, one could imagine how furious he was.
"Young fella, you're courting death."
He spat out the words hatefully. He reached out a hand and openly grabbed He Yiming.
As soon as he reached out his hand, the enormous aura around him immediately moved as if it had received an order, and it pressed toward He Yiming.
Forceful restraining powers gathered from all directions as if they wanted to firmly trap him in this place.
He Yiming's eyes lit up. He gently waved the Five-element Ring in his hand, causing a faint layer of mist to rise from it. The mist spread in all directions along with his essential Qi.
With the help of the mist, He Yiming's aura, which was already on the verge of collapse, stabilized and became as firm as a rock again.
A mocking look flashed through Gabri's eyes as he shouted, "Break …"
The pressure around him increased exponentially. It was as if the boulder had turned into a mountain, and the stream had turned into the sea in a split second. The forceful restraining powers were far beyond He Yiming's imagination.
At this point, He Yiming realized that a Venerable One's all-out effort was so mighty and unbelievable.
His knees bent slightly as he lowered himself into the horse's stance. A long and impassioned cry suddenly came out of his mouth … (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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