After entering the cave, the amount of Evil Qi visible before them immediately increased. If not for some method at the entrance that prevented the Evil Qi from spilling out,
the depths of this mountain would likely have long since been engulfed by dense Evil Qi. By now, anyone with even a little strength passing by would be able to tell that something was wrong with the mountain.
Along the way, the cave walls were covered in bloody streaks, as though someone had rubbed them with the blood from their own body, leaving behind countless intricate, irregular lines.
As Ning Xiu looked at the bloodstains, he couldn't help feeling an inexplicable surge of blood qi inside him. Even his Internal Energy, which had been calm moments ago, was quietly stirred.
This place was no simple place!
Demonic Buddha Ning Xiu carefully placed the white butterfly into his sleeve, to keep it from being affected by the Evil Qi in the cave.
As a Buddha Path First Rank, he saw no threat in this Evil Qi at all. But the white butterfly was an ordinary insect, incapable of withstanding it, and needed his protection.
As they ventured deeper, Ning Xiu soon heard gusts of sinister wind around him, along with faint wails coming from the depths of the cave.
At the same time, the Evil Qi here had grown so dense that it was taking the form of human faces. It was clear that many people had died in this place.
Huang Tianfei kept his full attention fixed on the surface of the black furnace, his mind entirely focused on forging the evil artifact.
The Five Directions Ghost King Pestle was at the final stage of its creation. He couldn't afford to slack off for even a moment. Once the