Chapter 1476

Yellow Fog

The corners of Yan Ruhuo's mouth curled into a subtle smile. His eyes were filled with cruelty.

Qing Longzi had six golden lines between his eyebrows, and he had five golden lines between his eyebrows. The two of them were the closest to ten golden lines among the hundred people.

Yan Ruhuo knew that if he joined forces with Qing Longzi, they would definitely surpass all the difficulties. It wouldn't be a problem for them to snatch all the golden lines from the others.

Although Cao Rong had said that if one gathered ten golden lines, they would obtain great benefits. Those who hadn't reached the Saint Realm could become a Saint, and those who had become a Saint Realm cultivator could advance by a small stage.

But what if one could gather more golden lines?

Without a doubt, the more golden lines one gathered, the more benefits one would obtain.

After all, the third stage was called the Fight for Saint Luck, which meant that the Saint Luck in this stage had to be obtained through fighting.

As long as one was strong enough, not to mention ten golden lines, even if one had twenty, thirty or more golden lines, one could snatch them from others.

Zhuowen's eyes flickered. Although the Fight for Saint Luck hadn't started yet, judging from Cao Rong's tone and the restless crowd around him, the competition in this stage would be extremely intense.

"I won't say much. The central area of the Nine Serenities Sky Platform is surrounded by yellow fog all year round. You'd better pay attention to the yellow fog because there are many tiny creatures living in it.

"These creatures are extremely destructive. If you breathe them into your body, these little things will cause inhumane destruction."

After Cao Rong reminded them, he waved his sleeve, and the restriction around the central area was opened.

"Go in!"

Swoosh! Swoosh!

As soon as these words were spoken, countless figures rushed towards the central area like locusts. They plunged into the depths of the yellow fog, so deep that the bottom could not be seen.

Long Tian silently rushed to Zhuowen's side, a trace of inquiry in his eyes.

As Zhuowen was still using Wen Zhuo's identity, his old friends didn't recognize him at all. Only his two clones and Long Tian knew his identity.

Of course, Zhuowen also noticed that the lazy Yang Yi kept looking at him meaningfully, which made Zhuowen frown slightly.

"This Yang Yi is not simple. Could it be that he has noticed something?" Zhuowen said with a frown.

In his mind, Xiao Hei faintly said, "I don't think so. Your [Hundred Transformation Divine Technique] has already been cultivated to the point of perfection. Even Cao Rong couldn't see through your disguise. That Yang Yi is just a Profound Sage. It's impossible for him to see through your disguise."

Hearing this, Zhuowen nodded and whispered to Long Tian, "Let's go in too."

Long Tian naturally wouldn't disobey Zhuowen's orders. After speaking, the two of them followed closely behind the large group and entered the yellow fog.

"That Sky Dragon seems to be very close to that Wen Zhuo?

And it seems like he listens to that Wen Zhuo? "

Tian Long and Wen Zhuo, as the top ten existences in this Point Arena, naturally attracted the attention of many warriors. When the two of them walked together, it also caused many people to be surprised.

"Sect Master, from the looks of it, that Sky Dragon seems to be in cahoots with Wen Zhuo."

On the square platform where the Undying Sacred Altar was located, many elders behind the Undying Old Monster frowned slightly.

Just the strength that Wen Zhuo had displayed was already troublesome enough. Now, there was an even more terrifying Profound Sage-level Sky Dragon beside him.

For the people of the Undying Sacred Altar who wanted to take revenge, it was indeed a bit troublesome.

"When the Nine Nether Conference is over, Wen Zhuo will die no matter what. If that Sky Dragon also wants to interfere, then we will kill both of them at all costs," the Undying Old Monster said fiercely.

Hearing this, the many elders behind the Undying Old Monster lowered their heads slightly, their eyes full of reverence.

They knew that the Undying Old Monster was really angry this time. He actually planned to kill both Wen Zhuo and Sky Dragon at all costs.

The yellow fog filled the surroundings. As soon as Zhuowen entered this place, he felt dizzy, but after some adjustment, he slowly got used to it.

"Sure enough, there are tiny creatures here."

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and inhaled a mouthful of yellow mist. Soon after, he keenly discovered that the yellow mist was filled with densely packed tiny insects.

These insects were very small, and ordinary people couldn't see them with their naked eyes. Even Zhuowen relied on the mental energy in his body to reach his lungs. Only then could he barely distinguish the shape of these insects.

These insects were yellow in appearance, and there were many barbs on their surface. There was a huge mouthpart on their heads, and there were many sharp teeth in this mouthpart. They looked extremely ferocious.

The shape of these insects was simply a destructive machine. Once they entered a human body, they only needed to twist their bodies, and the barbs on their surface would be able to pierce through the flesh of the human body.

However, Zhuowen wasn't afraid at all. His physical body had already become a Sage, and his bones were the golden bones of Lawrence, a Sage Body. From the inside to the outside, he had reached the point of invulnerability.

Although these tiny insects looked quite terrifying, when they entered Zhuowen's lungs, just as they were about to destroy them, they found that they couldn't do anything. It was as if they weren't touching flesh, but stone.

Long Tian couldn't do the same. Although he had already become a Profound Sage, his internal organs were still extremely fragile.

After entering the yellow fog, Long Tian immediately shielded his five senses and acupoints to prevent the tiny insects in the yellow fog from invading his body.

"Zhuowen, aren't you afraid of the insects in the yellow fog?"

Long Tian noticed Zhuowen's state and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"I've tempered my body before, and my internal organs are much stronger than those of ordinary martial artists. These insects can't hurt me," Zhuowen said lightly.

Hearing this, Long Tian nodded and didn't ask any more questions. However, in his heart, he was even more in awe of Zhuowen.

Although his cultivation was much higher than Zhuowen's, he knew that if he were to fight against Zhuowen, he wouldn't be his opponent at all.

"One more thing, let me remind you. In here, your power of laws, mental force, spirit, and even your spirit rings can't be used. If you want to obtain power, you have to follow the feeling of Saint Luck."

Suddenly, an illusory voice came from above the yellow fog. The owner of this voice was no stranger to Zhuowen and Long Tian; it was Cao Rong.

"Sure enough, as Cao Rong said, I can't use any of the laws and spirit energy in my body, and I can't even open my spirit rings," Long Tian said with a bitter smile.

Zhuowen nodded. He had also discovered this. It could be said that he couldn't use anything on his body. Even the Ice Fire Eyes formed by the Ice Fire Holy Rune was difficult for Zhuowen to use.

It was as if there was some kind of mysterious power in this yellow fog that was imprisoning all of their strength and means.

"However, the power of the physical body can't be imprisoned in this yellow fog."

Zhuowen smiled and said silently in his heart. Although the power of the physical body was also suppressed, it wasn't completely unusable. Zhuowen could still use some of its power.

"Most of our strength is imprisoned here, so what should we use to fight?" Long Tian frowned and said helplessly.

"Cao Rong said to follow the feeling of Saint Luck. The only thing that can be mobilized here is Saint Luck."

Zhuowen said indifferently. The three golden lines between his eyebrows flashed with a blazing golden light, and then the golden light turned into a ray of light that shot out in a certain direction.

Long Tian followed suit and urged the golden lines between his eyebrows. The ray of light he emitted swept in the opposite direction of Zhuowen.

"What's going on?" Long Tian asked in confusion.

"Let's follow the rays of light. Maybe we'll know when we get there," Zhuowen said.

Long Tian nodded. There was no other way now. Zhuowen's method was relatively reasonable.

Whoosh whoosh!

Zhuowen and Long Tian weren't indecisive people. Since they had decided, the two of them immediately flew in the opposite direction and passed by each other.

The golden words were still floating in the void above the Ninth Underworld Sky Platform. The names on the words were all shining with golden light.

Suddenly, the golden light of the names at the bottom of the list dimmed and became almost transparent.

"Someone's already dead."

"These people are rogue cultivators. Their strength is at the bottom of the top hundred."

"It hasn't been long since we entered, and someone has already died. Isn't this too fast?"

The abnormality of the words attracted the attention of many people. Although Cao Rong didn't say anything, the dimming of the names meant that someone had died. As long as one wasn't a fool, everyone knew that.

…

Amidst the yellow mist, a vigorous figure shot out like an arrow from a bow.

In front of the figure, there was a golden ray of light that extended into the depths of the yellow mist. The figure was closely following the ray of light.

"We're here!"

Zhuowen's eyes narrowed. Through the layers of yellow mist, his gaze fell on a faint outline in front of him.

He could clearly feel that the outline was the end of the ray of light. Zhuowen knew that the outline was the destination of this trip.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen stomped his foot, and his speed immediately increased. In approximately ten minutes, he arrived at the destination of the outline.

Creak!

Stopping, Zhuowen raised his head slightly and his gaze fell on the outline.

It was a large but dilapidated temple. In front of the temple, there was a huge stone statue of a strange beast.

The golden ray of light formed by the Saint Luck was heading towards the depths of the temple.

Furthermore, Zhuo Wen also discovered that there were five other figures scattered around the temple apart from him.

The five of them weren't weak. They were basically invincible Emperor Lords. Two of them were wearing clothes that made Zhuowen's eyes narrow dangerously.

The two of them had the word 'Martial' on their chests, which meant that they were disciples of the Sacred Martial Sect.

"I heard that there are only two disciples of the Sacred Martial Sect in the top hundred this time. I'm pretty lucky to meet these two at the start." Zhuowen's lips curled up as he sneered.