A mont later, they ventured deep and found themselves in a barren expanse of desert wasteland, utterly desolate. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but black fog and gravel.
"Don’t go that way, that’s a small forbidden land that just appeared yesterday. You can enter but can’t leave, the evil ghosts are terrifying!" soone shouted from behind.
However, the swirling black fog cut off their voices.
"Hmm?" Qin Ming vaguely heard the shout. When he turned back to look, he found nothing but boundless fog.
He focused his spirit, and his eyes imdiately surged with warmth, instantly seeing through the dense fog, where soone was waving at them; though he couldn’t hear a sound.
"Is there a problem in this area?" he frowned.
"Hmm?!" Just then, he was startled, feeling a chill on his neck as the black fog mysteriously ford a rope, suspending him.
"The ghostly thing is really here, trying to make a scapegoat, to beco a hanged ghost?!" Xiao Wu was also startled and angry because he was also lifted off the ground, hanging in mid-air.
It was peculiar; there was no place to leverage in the Void, yet a black rope had ford, abruptly locking their necks, and suspending them.
Of course, the two couldn’t just surrender without a fight; they both attacked with all their might in retaliation.
In an instant, Qin Ming’s body erupted with blinding Heavenly Light. With a sudden burst, the Heavenly Light Force sliced through the black rope, causing him to fall from mid-air.
Yet, from all directions, from that unknown space of the Void, dozens of black ropes extended towards him, locking onto every part of his body.
This was ant to imdiately intimidate him.
Outside Qin Ming’s body, Golden Radiance surged, and his hands beca like blades, each strike shattering several black ropes, ultimately causing them to explode.
Xiao Wu also dealt with the black ropes around him, and the two exchanged glances. This place was truly peculiar; an ordinary cultivator entering would indeed have been quickly claid by the evil ghosts.
Not far away, a figure approached them. It was a young man, dressed in tattered armor, holding a long blade, drawing closer to the two.
"Let !"
Xiao Wu rushed forward, striking continuously; fists clashing with the long blade, producing clashing sounds and sparks, and after several confrontations, he blasted the person apart.
Qin Ming frowned, fully aware of Xiao Wu’s extraordinary abilities as the only "seed" of the Fourth Forbidden Land, equivalent to an Immortal Seed or Divine Seed, yet unable to instantly kill that person.
"A Blade Manual?" Xiao Wu picked up a Beast Skin Book from the ground, examining it closely.
Then, he handed it to Qin Ming for assessnt.
"Not bad, this blade technique is quite remarkable." Qin Ming, with his in-depth research into the Sword Tao, morized this blade technique and casually demonstrated a few moves.
The two moved forward, finally seeing other sights. Amidst the fog, a dilapidated palace stood on the desert wasteland, deserted and quiet.
"Withered Hall?" Qin Ming was astonished, seeing the two characters on the palace’s plaque, exuding an ancient aura, its inscription revealing its aning.
In front of the ruined hall stood an old tree, sparsely adorned with yellow leaves, which were now shaken loose by the wind, cutting towards Qin Ming like sharp blades.
His exterior radiated Heavenly Light, blocking the withered leaves. However, they weren’t shattered, instead producing clanging sounds, as if clashing with a Heavenly Blade.
Qin Ming was alard, rarely could soone use fallen leaves to engage him, truly an odd place; his Heavenly Light Force was overwhelmingly domineering, yet couldn’t shred the withered leaves imdiately.
Boom!
Finally, those yellow leaves exploded, shattering into dust.
However, they ford a skeletal hand mid-air, grabbing towards Qin Ming’s neck.
Simultaneously, the entire old tree awakened, opening its eyes, rising from the ground, extending its branches, attacking Qin Ming.
Every twig ultimately transford into a skeletal hand, like the claws of a ghost.
Qin Ming was shocked, such a re old tree, yet so troubleso.
For a swift victory, he didn’t hesitate to use a killer move, activating the Dragon and Snake Scripture. With a series of dragon roars, black and white beams surged up, transforming into a dragon and snake, slicing with a "click," splitting the tree trunk.
Qin Ming continued to activate, only after three attempts did the old tree fall, completely cut down.
Then the old tree exploded, leaving a plaque on the ground, with the character ’Wither’ written on it.
"With the token, you may enter the hall to listen to the True Scripture." A voice emanated from the ruined Ancient Hall.
Qin Ming gazed into the hall, instantly feeling a chill. Inside, there were nurous cushions, densely populated with figures as if located in different ti-spaces.
He gritted his teeth and walked in, sitting on a cushion.
At the topmost platform of the Ancient Hall was an almost decaying body, old skin clinging to a face, hair loose and disheveled, clothes verging on rot, revealing that the evil ghost intended to preach the True Scripture here.
Xiao Wu remained outside, on high alert, ready to assist at any mont.
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