"It's about time! It's time for us to act!"
At the same time, in another direction, the Zhengqi League Lord Song Yuanyi's eyes flashed as he turned his gaze forward.
Swish!
Without any warning, a vast energy of life poured into the feet of the Zhengqi League Lord Song Yuanyi. A moment later, a massive vine as thick as an arm erupted from the ground. This massive vine seemed to have a life of its own, swiftly dragging the bodies of the Zhengqi League Lord Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting toward the pit ahead.
In the blink of an eye, it began to slowly descend into the pit, and a moment later, the two of them vanished.
Behind the two of them, large amounts of green vines burst out of the ground like a miracle. They quickly intertwined to form a green passageway that extended into the cave.
"Haha, everyone, follow the alliance lord! Let's go!"
A moment later, all the Zhengqi League experts charged forward, following the vine that the Zhengqi League Lord had left behind as they climbed into the depths of the pit, moving quickly and steadily.
With the vines that Song Yuanyi had left behind, the Zhengqi League experts were much faster than anyone else.
"Hurry! Follow them down! "
Many martial artists felt their hearts heat up at this sight, and they immediately followed behind the Zhengqi League experts, grabbing onto the thick vines as they descended.
The thick vines that Song Yuanyi had left behind were all deeply embedded into the smooth walls of the pit. With the help of these vines, it was as easy as walking on flat ground.
"Follow! Hurry!"
Seeing this, more and more martial artists began to follow suit.
But after climbing down twenty to thirty meters with the help of the vines, something unexpected occurred. Without any warning, the green vines in the hands of the martial artists suddenly turned to smoke and vanished into nothingness.
As for those martial artists who had been climbing down the vines behind the Righteous Alliance, they were caught off guard and screamed as they plummeted to the ground.
"Ah!"
The shrill screams grew further and further away, quickly disappearing into the pitch-black pit. It did not stop for a long time. The martial artists standing at the edge of the pit immediately panicked at this sight, and they began to struggle and retreat.
The Zhengqi League experts had long ago vanished from the pit.
The entrance to the Origin Immortal Treasury had been opened, and nothing could be stopped. Even those martial artists that had followed Song Yuanyi and the Zhengqi League into the abyss were nothing more than a tiny splash in the massive lake.
More and more martial artists swarmed toward the bottom of the pit like ants.
The walls of the pit were smooth and precipitous, far from being as easy to push off as one would imagine. People constantly screamed as they fell, but none of this could stop the vast number of martial artists.
"Chong-er, get ready. We should go down as well."
At this moment, the Evil Emperor turned to Wang Chong and Chief Wushang.
"Mm."
Wang Chong gave a firm nod. The out-of-control Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art was his greatest problem. Since he had opened the entrance to the Origin Immortal Treasury, he had to get in and get to the bottom of it.
"Wang Chong, kid, I won't be going in to the Origin Immortal Lord's treasury. I'm too weak, and even if I go in, I'll only be a burden to you, so I might as well stay up there."
The Formation Elder suddenly said, "Kid, remember what I told you.
"Brat, remember what I told you. The Origin Immortal Lord's treasury also has a Formation Divine Tome, placed together with the Origin Immortal Art. No matter what, you have to get it for me. I'll be waiting for your good news up there."
The Formation Elder looked at Wang Chong, his eyes glimmering and his face brimming with hope.
The Formation Divine Tome recorded many ancient formations that had been lost to time, each of them incredibly powerful. To the vast majority of martial artists, this tome was useless, but to the Formation Elder, it was the number one art in the world.
"Mm. No matter what, I'll do my best to find that Formation Divine Tome for you!"
Wang Chong solemnly said.
A few moments later, Wang Chong, the Evil Emperor, and the Chief Wushang arrived at the edge of the pit.
"So deep!"
Looking down from above, Wang Chong gazed into the pit.
Looking at it from afar was completely different from standing at the edge of the pit and looking down from above. As Wang Chong looked down, all he could see was ghastly darkness, like a bottomless pit. Wang Chong tried to send out his Psychic Energy, but not even Wang Chong's Psychic Energy could find the bottom.
"Go down!"
The Demonic Emperor Old Man said, turning his head to the Wushang Village Chief. The Wushang Village Chief immediately understood and threw out his white cane.
Roar!
With a dragon's roar, the white cane in the Chief Wushang's hand vanished, replaced by a white dragon thirty to forty meters long.
This technique was none other than the White Dragon Divine Art of Wushang Village. The Chief Wushang had once used this technique to execute the Five Dragons Soar to the Heavens technique, and now, he had used it on his cane to transform it into a white dragon.
The White Dragon wriggled and quickly climbed down from the edge of the pit. Finally, it stopped twenty to thirty meters away from the edge of the pit and waited silently.
"Hualala!"
With a shake of his sleeve, the Demonic Emperor Old Man jumped down from the edge of the pit and landed on the head of the white dragon's head. The Wushang Village Chief quickly followed suit and landed on the white dragon's head, one on the Demonic Emperor Old Man's left and one on the right.
"No matter what, I have to get the Origin Immortal Art!"
Wang Chong closed his eyes, took in a deep breath, and then opened his eyes and landed on the white dragon's tail.
Whoosh! As the Formation Elder and countless other martial artists watched, the white dragon moved its four claws and coiled its body as it brought Wang Chong, the Evil Emperor, and the Chief Wushang down the pit. In just a few seconds, they had left many of the martial artists behind.
"How strange. This pit is like a black hole."
As Wang Chong stood on the dragon's tail, he carefully sensed his surroundings. He hadn't noticed it when he was up above, but now that he was in the pit, Wang Chong immediately felt his body grow heavy. It was like some invisible energy was acting on his Stellar Energy, making Wang Chong feel like his Stellar Energy was on the verge of bursting out of his pores.
He had never felt this way before, and in these circumstances, Wang Chong found it very difficult to use all of his energy. If Wang Chong was in such a state, one could easily imagine how the others were faring.
The white dragon slithered down the pit. As Wang Chong rode on its tail, he could see many martial artists climbing down the smooth walls of the pit, their heads down and feet up.
The walls were slippery and difficult to use as leverage, so these martial artists had gathered their Stellar Energy in their hands and feet so that their bodies were firmly pressed against the walls.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a scream rang out. Twenty to thirty meters down, Wang Chong saw several martial artists fall off the walls and into the bottomless pit.
But none of this could stop the climbing martial artists. Thousands of them were completely unaffected, and they continued to climb even faster.
Time slowly passed!
Five hundred meters, one thousand meters … the pit was still so deep that one couldn't see the bottom, and the martial artists on both sides were still climbing down, showing no signs of stopping.
Wang Chong looked across and saw nothing but pitch-black darkness. Even someone of Wang Chong's abilities found it difficult to make out the situation on the other side.
The lower I go, the darker it gets, making it harder to see down. When the time comes, I'll probably have to use other methods.
Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
"Chong-er, careful!"
As he was thinking, his master, The Evil Emperor, spoke in his ear.
Wang Chong didn't react at first, but a few seconds later, Wang Chong felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on his chest, and his breathing became much less comfortable.
"The air is getting thinner. Get ready!"
The Evil Emperor's voice came from up ahead.
Wang Chong's heart chilled as he immediately understood. The deeper one went, the thinner the air became. Without enough air, even martial artists who could shatter the heavens with the snap of a finger would find it difficult to breathe.
This passage was far more difficult than he had imagined.
"Those martial artists are starting to retreat!"
At this moment, the Wushang Village Chief spoke, his voice extremely solemn.
Hearing this, Wang Chong subconsciously looked to his sides.
On the walls of the cavern, thousands of cultivators were climbing down quickly. But now, a large number of cultivators stopped and looked down with hesitant expressions. They hadn't noticed it at the start, but now, these martial artists could clearly sense that the first obstacle to the Origin Immortal Treasury had appeared.
This obstacle was not some other ambitious powerhouse, but the rapidly thinning air in the pit.
This was a barrier that could not be crossed!
Once the air in the pit thinned to a certain point, even these martial artists would die.
"Damn it, how could it be like this!?"
Several dozen zhang from Wang Chong's group, a martial artist crouched against the wall like a spider. As he sensed the gradually increasing suffocation and even the flow of Stellar Energy being affected, he couldn't help but punch the wall.
He had originally believed that his greatest foes in seizing the Origin Immortal Art were top-class experts like the Black Yin Ancestor and Wang Chong. He had never expected that the thin air in the first trial would become an insurmountable moat. This was more difficult to accept than any of his opponents.
"If this continues, we'll die! Retreat, hurry and retreat! "
"This pit is too deep, more than one thousand meters … I don't even know where it ends!"
The other martial artist's face was also filled with despair.
He had believed that it would be seven or eight hundred meters at most, but now, more than one thousand meters had yet to reach the end.
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