Chapter 824 - 840: There Are Still Many Rules! (Part 1)
Chapter 824: Chapter 840: There Are Still Many Rules! (Part 1)
“Dangerous aura!”
Sao Ji suddenly spoke, leaning close to Han Yan’er, as if perceiving something, then cocked its head and said to Yang Zhen, “Dangerous.”
Han Yan’er’s face changed, and she asked Yang Zhen, “What does that mean?”
Yang Zhen looked at Han Yan’er with a solemn expression and said, “Sao Ji said there’s something called a ‘dangerous aura’ on you, which is very dangerous.”
Having come to such a strange place without warning, everyone was already frightened. Now hearing that they might be carrying some dangerous aura, how could they not be worried?
Watching Sao Ji nod its head, everyone’s complexion turned ugly.
“Not much!” Sao Ji curled its lip and rolled its eyes at everyone, appearing somewhat disdainful.
At this moment, nobody was in the mood to take offense at Sao Ji’s demeanor, pretending not to have seen that look.
Yang Zhen smiled and said, “Since there’s no immediate danger, let’s not worry about it for now. Let’s find the others first. There might be some opportunity for fortune in here.”
Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, the dozen or so people around him couldn’t help but exchange wry smiles.
Such an opportunity for fortune also requires one to be alive to seize it.
The cries of the person who had jumped into the abyss were still vivid in everyone’s minds; no one wanted to suddenly end up like that one day.
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But after all, everyone present was at the Divine Transformation Stage, and after cultivating for so many years, they wouldn’t just give up because of a little danger. After regrouping, they began to contemplate exploring their surroundings.
The more they explored, the more shocked everyone felt.
This place was very odd, exuding an elusive feeling.
Apart from the intermittent dangerous aura, there was no other presence here. In other words, if everyone wanted to understand what this place really was, they had to enter the abyss. Otherwise, they might wander around here for ten thousand years and still not be able to figure out the situation.
Yang Zhen, however, was not in a hurry. After all, he didn’t have anything important to do next. As long as this place wasn’t deadly, there wouldn’t be any problem.
As for eating, Yang Zhen, Han Yan’er and Hua Youyue had all cultivated the Nameless Heart Method. They could temporarily forgo eating without any issue.
To be honest, Yang Zhen was very curious about this place. Aside from mysteriously coming from the Seven Yin and Seven Yang Land to such a dark and gloomy place, there was the dangerous aura he had never encountered before, which greatly intrigued him.
As he walked, Yang Zhen suddenly felt a stir in his heart and stopped.
He found it!
Yang Zhen had found that dangerous aura!
Inside his body, there was a very faint presence that would have been completely imperceptible had Yang Zhen not been tirelessly searching for it over and over again.
This was an extremely faint breath, about a hundred thousand times smaller than a hair strand, and yet such a nearly microscopic breath exuded a chilling sensation for Yang Zhen. It was the breath of death, but it was different from death itself.
Wherever this desolate breath passed, Yang Zhen’s vitality slowed tremendously. Should there be too much of this desolate breath, it could probably reduce Yang Zhen’s bodily functions by tens of thousands of times in an instant.
It wasn’t death, but rather it turned one into a being akin to a walking corpse.
Yang Zhen didn’t know if this trace of desolate breath would affect his consciousness, but the effect that could reduce bodily function so abruptly made even Yang Zhen feel an urge to curse his luck.
He had to purge this trace of breath.
Clearly, this desolate breath wasn’t as harmless as the silly chicken had mentioned; it wouldn’t be “okay” to just leave it unattended.
In just a moment, several of Yang Zhen’s cellular particles had been ‘desolated’, becoming sluggish.
The reason Yang Zhen resolved he must purge it was that these desolated cellular particles would not be detected by the body, nor would they be actively cleansed away.
Which meant, if Yang Zhen let this desolate breath go unchecked, someday, it would desolate his entire body.
Just as Yang Zhen had opened his eyes, preparing to share his findings with everyone, suddenly from behind a nearby rocky mountain, waves of screams and cries arose, including those of women, startling Yang Zhen. With a leap, he no longer cared about the drain of True Essence, and like a black panther, he dashed towards the source of the sounds.