Gu Qingshan stood in the dark passage, lost in thought.
A gale buffeted his body.
In truth, the gale had traveled an immense distance, and by the time it reached him, its power had already weakened to almost nothing.
The farther he went, the stronger the wind became. It could pierce straight through his Black Mist Armor and wound the God King's body.
Gu Qingshan knew he couldn't go any farther.
If only Mountain Girl were here.
He sighed.
In this dark passage, Mountain Girl could rely on the "Immortality" divine ability of the Six Realms God Mountain Sword to keep moving forward and see what lay inside for him.
As for the Lord of Twisting All Things, he could sacrifice the lives and souls of his subordinates to temporarily gain immense power and continue onward.
Mountain Girl wasn't by his side, and he had no subordinates of his own to sacrifice. So he could only stop here.
After a while, the wind died down.
Gu Qingshan began counting silently.
When he reached thirty, the wind rose again.
Twenty breaths.
The wind died out.
Another thirty breaths passed.
The wind rose again.
The entire process repeated, following a strict pattern.
A pattern...
Could it be a fixed mechanism?
There was a gap of thirty breaths he could take advantage of. Could he run through the dark passage in that time?
Unfortunately, his divine sense couldn't travel very far from his body, and Shrinking the Earth into an Inch and Shape Shifting couldn't be used here.
This wind could wound a God King with ease. Who knew how powerful its source was?
Perhaps it was impossible to get through.
No.
There had to be a way. Otherwise, the Lord of Twisting All Things wouldn't have made so many preparations just