The Spirit Transformation Talisman was exceptionally miraculous. Even after Ning Fa activated the Innate Divine Thunder, he remained in a spectral state, allowing him to proceed with ease.
At the same time, the faint coolness Ning Fa felt within his divine soul grew much stronger. Clearly, he was already quite close to the Soul Nurturing Divine Spring.
It took Ning Fa nearly an hour to emerge from that Bay Wind, and he could not help letting out a long breath of relief. The Innate Supreme Metal Divine Thunder had consumed nearly thirty percent of its power.
Several miles ahead, Ning Daozhen's and Ying Zhen's groups were sitting on the ground without the slightest regard for appearances.
Their faces were all ashen, lingering fear written across them. Clearly, although they had made it through that Bay Wind, it had not been easy.
Before they had rested for long, another black tornado that blotted out the sky and covered the earth swept toward them.
Several Tianwu Cultivators had already gone pale with terror. Though Ying Zhen's face was gloomy, he remained rather composed.
Soon, both groups once again brought out the azure-glow gourd and gray stone tablet treasure respectively, entering a Bay Wind far larger than the previous one.
Ning Fa's eyes flashed as he followed close behind.
Moreover, within this Bay Wind, Ning Fa boldly drew closer to both parties, leaving only a hundred zhang between them.
That was because divine sense was also severely restricted within the Bay Wind.
Ning Fa was already prepared to make his move.
After an hour passed, the condition of both groups had worsened considerably.
The halo around the gray stone tablet above Ning Daozhen's head had thinned greatly, while the azure mist released by the azure-glow gourd Ying Zhen had produced had also diminished