Translator: CinderTL
A diamond-shaped jade pendant suddenly appeared in Gou Jun's hand, emitting a faint white light.
The white light condensed into a barrier, blocking the Ghost Mist outside.
Seeing that the Ghost Mist could no longer threaten him, Gou Jun's lips curled into an involuntary sneer.
"Yang Yu has no means to resist the Ghost Mist. I wonder how he'll react when he discovers it inside the cave?"
"Ah, and there's also Lan Chen and the others."
"What kind of expressions will they have when they finally climb the stone steps, only to find they can't enter the cave?"
"Also, they must have seen me and Yang Yu throwing iron balls toward the steps earlier."
"I wonder if they and Yang Yu will end up fighting to the death?"
"Perhaps? Before they even reach the summit, Yang Yu might slaughter them all?"
Gou Jun's mind was filled with malicious thoughts.
He turned his head, searching for Song Wen's whereabouts.
The Ghost Mist inside the Primordial Origin Cave was so dense that even Gou Jun, a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, could only sense his surroundings within a ten-zhang radius with his Divine Sense.
Gou Jun couldn't find any trace of Song Wen and couldn't determine whether Song Wen had ventured deeper into the cave or was hiding in a nearby corner.
However, he was certain that Yin Shuo, a mere newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator, definitely had no means to resist the Ghost Mist.
Therefore, Gou Jun decided to wait at the cave entrance, lying in ambush.
He would wait for Yin Shuo to walk right into his trap.
...
Yang Yu saw Song Wen and Gou Jun enter the Primordial Origin Cave one after another.
After a moment of hesitation, he also flew toward the cave.
Song Wen had clearly survived Gou Jun's iron ball attack thanks to the Substitute Technique.
Yang Yu also coveted this life-saving secret technique.
Additionally, he wanted to follow Gou Jun to ensure that the treasures in this mountain didn't fall into Gou Jun's hands alone.
As for whether Gou Jun could kill Song Wen, Yang Yu had no doubts.
Gou Jun was a long-renowned peak Nascent Soul cultivator. How could he fail to kill a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?
As soon as Yang Yu stepped into the cave, he noticed that the surroundings were filled with an extremely dense black mist.
"Is this... the Ghost Mist unique to the legendary Misty Ghost Realm? Why is it here?"
Yang Yu was startled and immediately activated his Mana Shield.
However, under the erosion of the Ghost Mist, the Mana Shield quickly darkened and became unstable.
"Gou Jun, what's going on?" Yang Yu shouted, his tone filled with accusation.
Gou Jun and Yang Yu had entered the cave from different positions, but they weren't far apart.
Yang Yu could clearly see Gou Jun, who was enveloped in a white light barrier, just a few zhang away.
Gou Jun had clearly come prepared, completely unaffected by the Ghost Mist.
This made Yang Yu suddenly realize that he and the other Nascent Soul cultivators who had entered the Divine Blood Hall had all fallen into Gou Jun's trap.
Gou Jun had once claimed that his knowledge of the Divine Blood Hall was extremely limited.
Now, it seemed that wasn't the case.
Gou Jun clearly knew a lot about the Divine Blood Hall, or more precisely, about the Divine Blood Peak before them. He was aware of the existence of the Primordial Origin Cave and the Ghost Mist inside. Otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically prepared a method to counter the Ghost Mist.
When Yang Yu entered the cave, Gou Jun had already noticed him and had been keeping his attention locked on Yang Yu.
After Yang Yu's accusation, Gou Jun suddenly laughed.
His mouth widened, revealing his white teeth, as if mocking Yang Yu's foolishness.
Yang Yu's expression gradually darkened, his anger rising, his eyes sharp as swords, coldly staring at Gou Jun for a moment.
Then, he took a step back and exited the cave.
Though he was seething with rage, he also knew that within the Primordial Origin Cave, he was no match for Gou Jun.
Yang Yu arrived at the center of the plaza and raised his hand, unleashing a surge of Spiritual Power.
The Spiritual Power soared into the sky.
However, just as it flew out a few miles, it was blocked by a barrier.
This barrier was originally invisible, only revealing itself after the Spiritual Power struck it.
Yang Yu's heart sank; he could clearly sense the indestructible nature of that barrier.
The current situation meant that if he wanted to continue ascending the mountain, he would have to enter the Primordial Origin Cave.
Yang Yu walked to the stone steps and looked down.
Lan Chen and the others were still climbing, about forty miles away from the top of the steps.
Yang Yu did not continue to attack Lan Chen and the others. He could only hope that they had a way to resist the Ghost Mist.
Otherwise, none of them would have a chance to reach this mountain.
Yang Yu sat down cross-legged on the spot, beginning to meditate and recover his Spiritual Power.
As long as he could recover more than half of his Spiritual Power before Lan Chen and the others arrived, given their state at that time, they would likely be willing to hand over the method to resist the Ghost Mist.
...
Time passed minute by minute, and with no sign of Song Wen, a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in Gou Jun's heart.
"Could it be..."
Gou Jun's expression gradually turned grim.
'Yin Shuo' was, after all, a Nascent Soul cultivator, and it was impossible for him to be easily corrupted by the Ghost Mist and lose his sanity.
At this moment, the only reasonable explanation was that 'Yin Shuo' had a way to resist the Ghost Mist.
To prevent the treasures on the Divine Blood Peak from being claimed by 'Yin Shuo' first, Gou Jun no longer waited idly. He flew into action, slowly moving deeper into the cave.
Just after flying a short distance, Gou Jun heard dense, piercing screams coming from ahead.
It was as if countless Fierce Ghosts in the depths of hell were wailing in agony.
Gou Jun frowned slightly; the screams were like iron needles, directly piercing his Sea of Consciousness.
These screams were actually a form of Spiritual Sense Attack.
Fortunately, the source of the screams was quite far away, and the sound was faint, so it didn't affect him much.
To be safe, Gou Jun took out a beast's skull.
The skull was narrow and elongated, clearly that of some kind of fox.
As Gou Jun infused it with his Spiritual Power, the skull emitted a pale, ghastly light.
The light reflected off Gou Jun's withered figure, adding an eerie aura to him.
At this moment, Gou Jun noticed that the screams were still ongoing and getting closer.
The source of the screams was heading in his direction.
Gou Jun waved his hand, and a six-foot-tall Corpse Puppet appeared by his side.
This was clearly a peak fourth-tier Corpse Puppet.
As soon as the Corpse Puppet appeared, the pitch-black Ghost Mist ahead began to churn, and several grotesque monsters rushed out.
The appearances of the monsters varied.
Some were several meters tall, with dog heads, human bodies, and horse tails.
Others were only one or two feet tall, with insect-like bodies but child-like heads.
These monsters were all Resentful Spirits, and their strength was at least third-tier, with three of them being fourth-tier.
Gou Jun's strength had not fully recovered, and he didn't want to engage in a direct confrontation with the Resentful Spirits, but he had no way out.
Leaving the Primordial Origin Cave would inevitably mean facing Yang Yu's wrath.
In comparison, these Resentful Spirits were easier to deal with.
The Resentful Spirits, devoid of any intelligence, charged forward fearlessly in the face of Gou Jun, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and a fourth-tier peak Corpse Puppet.
A fierce battle between the two sides was imminent.
(End of the Chapter)
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