The True Objective

Ye Tian looked at the yellow mist. He did not know what the Strange Drama Poison was, but he could tell that this yellow mist seemed specially designed to target cultivators like them. Once inhaled into the body, it would throw one's spiritual energy into chaos. Even a Nascent Soul peak cultivator would find it difficult to suppress.

After Jiang Nanbei and Jiang Dongxi withdrew from the yellow mist, they stood still for a long while before, with the Hongyi Woman's help, forcing streams of yellow smoke out of their bodies. Only then did their complexions return to normal.

"Elder, this yellow mist does not seem to be native to the secret realm. It should belong to those Rogue Cultivators." Jiang Nanbei turned to look towards the Hongyi Woman and let out a breath.

The Hongyi Woman nodded, then raised her head to look at the hairpin hovering motionlessly in midair, seemingly lost in thought.

Behind them, Wu Yingyou suddenly let out a snort of laughter, as though mocking the two brothers.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Dongxi turned and glared at Wu Yingyou in displeasure. Wu Yingyou paid him no mind. He merely took two steps forward, drew his golden saber, and fiercely slashed at the yellow mist!

In an instant, golden light curled around the tip of his saber as he swept it horizontally through the yellow mist, splitting it in two.

"Only fools would force their way through. If it were me, I'd just cut this yellow mist apart." Only then did Wu Yingyou laugh and speak.

"How many strikes can you make? This yellow mist clearly stretches far beyond what we see before us, extending who knew how many miles deep within. If you run out of strength halfway through, are we all supposed to