From what he had heard along the way, Feng Qingyang had already had a vague idea of the appearance of 'No. 8 Tianzi' in his mind, but seeing is believing. When he saw the mountain in front of him that looked like a giant beast, Feng Qingyang was still shaken.
It’s not that this ‘No. 8 Tianzi’ is majestic, on the contrary it looks a bit simple and desolate, and exudes a sense of age.
Feng Qingyang gathered his mind and brought his spirit to the peak. His whole body was covered with "copper skin and iron bones". He stepped carefully towards the fog barrier in front of him.
"boom!"
One step out and the world changes. From the outside it looks like a thick fog, but once you enter it is a completely different scene.
The sky and earth were dark, and there was no grass on the ground. The strange thing was that the soil was actually black. Big pits appeared from time to time. Each pit was bottomless, and there was a sense of devouring in the air from time to time, as if if you got a little closer, you would be swallowed by the pit.
Feng Qingyang had a solemn expression. This place was obviously a place of trouble. He was afraid that he would die here if he was not careful. But he had already come in, so he was determined to find the mysterious old man.
He moved forward step by step, but it seemed to be getting more and more difficult. Flying was prohibited in this place, so Feng Qingyang could not fly in the air and could only walk step by step on the ground. But even so, he still had difficulty walking. The air was filled with a sense of corrosion, forcing him to use his magic power to resist.
Although he had advanced to the stage of wandering corpses, and although this place was lifeless, there was not a trace of spiritual energy, yin energy, or cold air; although the consumption of mana was not great, the level of this 'No. 8 in the Sky' was unknown. If it continued like this, even if his mana was strong, there would be a moment when it would be exhausted.
"It is not advisable to stay in a place of trouble for too long." Feng Qingyang made up his mind to move forward quickly, but suddenly stopped, a trace of cold sweat running down his forehead.
Then, at the critical moment, he quietly lay on the ground, using the wrinkles on the ground to cover his body. Fortunately, he was a zombie, and the zombie body was a dead thing. When he restrained his breath and crawled on the ground, if you didn't look carefully, you would never find his existence.
He saw that the void a few miles ahead of him suddenly began to fight, and then a big crack appeared with a tearing sound.
The crack gradually widened, and finally turned into a circular arch that took shape with a bang.
The arch was huge, but inside it was filled with an eerie aura, with bursts of black air gushing out from time to time. This lasted for half an hour, and suddenly a black claw stretched out from the arch.
It is said to be a claw, but no one knows how big it is. I only saw that one finger was several feet high and covered with a layer of dense scales, which flashed an inexplicable cold light under the dim sky.
Feng Qingyang's whole body was trembling slightly, and he tried hard to steady himself. If he revealed his breath now, he would be discovered immediately, and he would die in the end.
I saw the finger pushing open the arch of space and stretching out as if covering the sky and the sun. Just by casually moving it downwards, I saw the layers of void breaking apart.
Then the world suddenly began to change drastically. The originally dark sky suddenly turned into a sea of blood, and a red sword light slashed down from the blood cloud.
“Ouch!”
There was a scream coming from behind the space arch, and the finger that was sticking out of the arch was cut off instantly, then turned into a ball of black gas and shrank back with a whoosh.
When the finger was retracted, the space arch slowly closed, leaving no trace.
Feng Qingyang was stunned. One finger was dozens of feet long, and the space was broken with just a slight pressure. What a powerful power it was.
As the saying goes, a glimpse of the whole picture can reveal the whole picture. Just by looking at this finger, one can guess how huge the body behind the space arch is. Feng Qingyang raised his head in horror, only to see that only half of the mountainside was exposed in the endless fog.
Mountainside! An incredible light suddenly flashed through his mind, and his eyes were full of horror. If this guess was true, then...
He didn't dare to think further, and when he saw the space arch closed, he slowly stood up.
He stood up, his whole body shaking like a sieve. He looked up at the sky. The blood cloud had disappeared, but the shocking sword was still echoing in his mind.
What is a sword? Wherever the sword points, it conquers the world. This is a sword!
Just a ray of sword light can tear apart the sky and destroy the earth, so what kind of existence is behind the space arch
Feng Qingyang couldn't imagine it. The shocking sword kept echoing in his mind. He moved forward again. It was not until this moment that he remembered that the finger might be the black shadow that the captain of the east gate of Guiyuan City mentioned.
"Is this a sealed place?" Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, but his feet did not stop. After the previous incident, he became more vigilant, even to the point of being a frightened bird.
In this place full of dangers and murderous intentions, only caution can ensure your safety. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will die without even a chance to resist.
He continued walking like this for about two hours, and finally there was a slight change ahead. Only then did he truly enter the edge of the forbidden area 'No. 8 Tianzi'.
The area originally covered by the fog was suddenly blown away by a gust of wind, revealing a stone staircase.
Feng Qingyang was delighted, thinking that was the way up the mountain. He was now less than a hundred steps away from the stone steps. Such a short distance could not be said to be right in front of him.
Seeing that there was finally a way to go up the mountain, he was overjoyed and quickened his pace.
Boom boom boom!
Every time he took a step, he had an indescribable feeling, as if he had lost something.
However, he did not take this change to heart. Instead, he continued to move forward. After taking about eighty steps, he suddenly stopped.
He raised his foot but was afraid to step down, as if this step would determine his life or death.
His throat moved and he swallowed hard. He moved his eyes slightly, stretched out his arm and almost vomited blood.
I saw that his originally smooth arms were as thin as dead branches. He reached out and touched his cheek, and the fear in his eyes became even more intense.
Sure enough, his face relaxed. He looked at the red hair behind him and his vision suddenly went dark. He saw that the originally snow-red hair had turned white at some point and felt as dry as straw.
At this moment, he was like an old man in his twilight years, like a candle in the wind, whose last breath of life could be extinguished at any time.
He looked around and sure enough, there were countless white bones in this short path near the stone steps.
The white bones were shining, and brilliant rays of light shot out from time to time.
"Shaohua Road, cut through the mortal world, advance and you will live, retreat and you will die!"
Unconsciously, he heard a vicissitudes of life voice ringing in his ears. Feng Qingyang trembled all over and finally retracted his raised foot.
"Shaohua Road..." He muttered to himself, and then looked at the countless bones around him. He finally realized how difficult his current situation was. He was afraid that the people with the bones also set foot on this Shaohua Road and died there.
"Advance and you live - retreat and you die!"