"Open!"
Wu Mu, transformed into a mass of black mist, suddenly let out a low shout.
Several Death Hell experts in the distance faltered, streaks of green light appearing over their bodies. Thorny vines wreathed in poisonous mist emerged invisibly and coiled around them.
"Wu Mu!"
In an instant, those Death Hell experts realized what had happened and roared in fury.
At some unknown point, Wu Mu had tampered with them. At this critical moment, it hindered their speed.
No fewer than six Death Hell experts were affected. They hurriedly exhausted all the power in their bodies to shatter the thorny vines around them, but as the poisonous mist spread, it left them dizzy and disoriented once more.
A wave of blood stench rushed at them—it was the Black Dragon, mad with rage!
The Black Dragon was trapped in Dragon Valley, but that did not mean it was specifically there to guard the spatial passage.
They hated foreign invaders. Whoever entered the spatial passage made no difference to the Black Dragon; it only wanted to slaughter more foreign invaders!
The Black Dragon swallowed the Evil Spirit in a single bite. The black fire within its body refined the Evil Spirit completely in almost the blink of an eye.
It grew even more savage and pounced upon the six Death Hell experts.
At the same time, Wu Mu darted between the two giant dragons and charged fiercely toward the spatial passage.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
These people were all newcomers. Originally, they had not even reached the Sovereign Tenth Heaven. It was entirely because of the Three Powers Grand Tournament that Death Hell's upper ranks allowed all newcomers to enter the core cultivation grounds, where they received enormous improvements.
But Wu Mu was different. He