Divine Transcendence

Chapter 199: Fog

The hazy figure pinched the spell with both hands, and the black gem slowly fell, fitting perfectly into the gap on the top cover of the soul-refining pot.

A trace of black light emerged from the black gem, merging into the black top cover, and even into the soul-refining pot.

The entire soul-refining pot emitted a crystal-clear light, and the black light on it surged, emitting a cheering and sharp roar, as if celebrating the return of a part that had been lost for many years.

The hazy figure’s face also showed a happy expression, once again pinching the spell, and a rich black light emerged from the black gem, forming a strange pattern around it, spinning rapidly.

The crystal light on the soul-refining pot also rotated with it, emitting a "hissing" sound from the pot.

After a few breaths, all the strange black light and sounds disappeared, and a translucent silver bead, made of soul power and looking like a pill, flew out of the mouth of the pot.

The hazy figure opened its mouth and the silver bead shot back into its mouth.

The hazy figure’s body emitted a faint silver light, and its form quickly solidified, transforming into a young girl in a white robe with long, flowing hair, wearing a veil over her face, making her features unclear.

The girl in the robe moved her body and nodded in satisfaction.

"Guoguo, good girl," the girl in the robe bent down and stroked the furry cat’s head, looking no different from an ordinary flesh-and-blood body.

She raised her hand, and the soul-refining pot flew out of the black spell formation, floating in front of her.

As soon as the soul-refining pot left the spell formation area, the black spell formation immediately twisted and collapsed into countless black lights.

The girl in the robe looked surprised, but without being careless, she took the soul-refining pot and headed outside.

"Guoguo, I almost forgot, that blood egg doesn’t look ordinary, we can’t leave it behind, go get it," she remembered something and said to the silver cat.

The silver cat meowed and turned into a silver shadow, shooting outside.

At this moment, the elder Chen Cangqiong, who was fighting with four foundation-building stage cultivators in front of the Biluo Cave, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his finger, and the black ring he was wearing suddenly shattered and fell off.

He turned around abruptly and looked in the direction of the back mountain, his face filled with shock and anger, and immediately abandoned the four people and flew towards the back mountain.

"Where are you going!"

Ouji and the others didn’t know what had happened, but subconsciously reached out to stop him.

"Get out of the way!"

Four blood glows shot out from Chen Cangqiong’s eyebrows, entering the surrounding blood clouds. The blood clouds rolled and, with a powerful force, quickly rushed towards the heads of the four people.

Ouji and the others seemed to be very wary of the impact of the blood bat, and hurriedly dodged.

Chen Cangqiong took the opportunity to dive into the blood cloud, and the blood cloud surged and turned into a huge blood dragon in the blink of an eye, breaking through the four people’s blockade and rushing towards the back mountain at an extremely fast speed.

Inside the Biluo Cave.

Sha Hao lay on the ground, his life and death unknown.

The girl in the robe came to the side of the two-headed man, shook the soul-refining pot in her hand, and muttered a cryptic spell under her breath.

The pot cover flew up and floated above the heads of the two, spinning down, emitting an astonishing suction force.

The two-headed man’s forehead split open, and two black soul beads flew out and fell into the pot cover.

The girl in the robe’s eyes showed a happy expression, suddenly looked up and looked outside. She found out so quickly.

"Oh, it’s not fun anymore, let’s go quickly."

In the dense forest outside the cave, Yuan Ming’s side was shrouded in mist, and the sparrow that had flown away before came back and landed on his shoulder, saying, "That guy is back, you go first."

Yuan Ming was surprised at the words, and controlled the mist outside the area to look towards the square in front of the front mountain.

In mid-air, a majestic blood shadow was flying towards here at a lightning speed. In just a few breaths, it was already close to the back mountain area.

The overwhelming aura enveloped the entire back mountain, and the creatures in the area were terrified, but were also suppressed and unable to move by this aura.

Yuan Ming felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. He looked at the entrance of the Biluo Cave where Xiying was, then looked in the direction of the elder’s arrival, and his hesitant gaze became firm.

Yuan Ming immediately summoned the censer and held it in his hand, then took out a stick of mist incense and inserted it into the censer, igniting it with a flick of his finger.

Yuan Ming pinched the spell with one hand, using the technique to drive the censer towards the direction of the elder. When he reached halfway, he began to fly in another direction, and after a while, he changed direction again.

After several rounds of this, the mist in the area within a radius of ten miles became several times denser, condensing like a solid substance, completely obscuring the line of sight.

The elder, who was already extremely angry, stopped the blood dragon in the sky above the back mountain, but found that the front was already covered by dense white mist, and he couldn’t see the way forward at all.

Chen Cangqiong’s eyes narrowed, and his divine sense power surged out and spread out in all directions.

"Huh?"

As soon as he released it, he couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

The dense white mist in front of him was amazing and had the ability to block divine sense. When he released his divine sense, it was like being trapped in a quagmire, being dragged and pulled, making it extremely difficult to spread out.

"Tricks of a clown!"

He suddenly reached out with both hands, and his sleeves billowed up with a loud noise.

It seemed as if there were oriental loongs surging in the sleeves, and a strong wind rolled out, instantly blowing away the dense mist in front of him.

The field of vision cleared, and the elder immediately rushed forward.

However, he had not run a few steps before he was surprised to find that the surrounding area was once again shrouded in dense mist, and the void in front of him began to become blurry and hazy again.

At this moment, he needed to hurry back to the cave, but with unclear vision and the restriction on divine sense, he couldn’t even discern the direction. He was afraid of being ambushed by the treasure hunters if he rushed around recklessly.

After a moment of changing expressions, he pointed his fingers together and touched the bat pattern on his forehead, and a circle of red light expanded, spreading out like ripples on the surface of a lake.

Under the blessing of the secret technique, his divine sense, which could only probe five yards away, suddenly expanded to one mile.

The obstructive force was so strong? He couldn’t help but feel surprised again.Under normal circumstances, his spiritual consciousness could easily cover ten miles without using any secret techniques, and with the use of secret techniques, it could expand nearly tenfold.

But now, he could only probe a mere distance of about a mile?

At this moment, his spiritual sense suddenly felt something in one direction.

Chen Cangqiong’s brows furrowed, and as he angrily rebuked, he formed a hand seal with one hand. A ring of silver light shone around his pupils, and a beam of brilliance shot out from his eyes.

The terrifying giant blood shadow behind him immediately took on the posture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Seven or eight dark red arrows, condensed from the power of the soul, shot through the air. In almost two breaths’ time, they crossed a distance of over a hundred yards, covering an area centered around Yuan Ming of more than ten yards.

One of them was aimed almost directly at Yuan Ming, who was hiding behind an ancient tree.

However, at this moment, Yuan Ming’s vision and spiritual consciousness were obscured by thick fog, and he was completely unaware of the Grand Elder’s attack.

It wasn’t until the soul-attacking arrow was within a few dozen yards that he finally became alert. With a chill in his heart, he hastily leaped to the side.

At that moment, on the gray cloak he wore, a thumb-sized white jade button on the chest lit up, emitting a silver-white hazy light screen in front of Yuan Ming.

The next instant, the blood-colored arrow grazed past the silver-white light screen.

The white jade button emitted rays of light, stirring up a violent fluctuation of the soul.

Yuan Ming was merely brushed by the aftermath and felt a dullness in his head, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer. His figure swayed, and he almost fell.

Fortunately, the incense burner he held in his hands immediately lit up with a soft glow, and a warm current surged into his mind, instantly soothing the shock to his soul.

Yuan Ming felt a surge of fear in his heart. A Qi Refining stage cultivator facing the soul attack of a Nascent Soul stage soul cultivator was truly like throwing an egg against a rock. Just a touch could shatter his soul to pieces.

If it weren’t for the cloak he wore that could hide his aura and shield his spiritual consciousness, and the fact that he had lit the fog incense, with Chen Cangqiong’s proficiency in soul cultivation, there would be nowhere for him to hide. A mere gesture from the opponent could cause his soul to dissipate and his path to crumble.

Yuan Ming didn’t dare to hesitate. The jade belt around his waist lit up, and he immediately activated the Wind Evasion Technique, fleeing rapidly towards the back. The sparrow also flew swiftly, following closely behind Yuan Ming.

Just as his figure disappeared into the thick fog, Chen Cangqiong had already arrived at the place where Yuan Ming had just been.

The intense soul fluctuation had finally been sensed by Chen Cangqiong. His gaze sharpened as he looked in the direction Yuan Ming had retreated, and he let out a cold snort.

His spiritual sense was faster than Yuan Ming’s retreat. Before Yuan Ming could escape a mile away, Chen Cangqiong had already locked onto his position again.

Just as he was about to launch another attack with the Blood Soul Technique, his vision suddenly blurred, and he experienced an intense dizziness. His body shook violently, and for a moment, he could barely stand.

Chen Cangqiong immediately let out a low shout, his aura surged, and the dizziness and chaos were instantly dispelled.

He glanced at the ground and noticed that not far from his feet, there were seven or eight incense sticks carelessly inserted into the ground, emitting wisps of smoke and a unique fragrance.

"Confusion incense?" Chen Cangqiong frowned.

By the time he came back to his senses, the aura he had locked onto had already escaped the range of his spiritual sense and could no longer be tracked.

Allowing a junior with a much lower cultivation level to escape from his grasp ignited an unnamed rage in his heart.

Chen Cangqiong didn’t know how to vent his anger, took a deep breath, and forcefully suppressed the fury in his heart, calming down and scanning the surroundings.

But all around was enveloped in thick fog, without a single person in sight.