Chapter 393 - Why Do I Feel That The Xuan Yuan Clan Isn’t Worthy Of Him? (1/2)

When the martial arts experts of the Hundred Clans Alliance attempted to charge into the array and enter the Godly King's tomb, a black-purple fog suddenly spewed out.

Crack!

The person at the very front was instantly corroded into a pile of white bones, his flesh and soul shattered.

However, the fog was not just a little mist. There was too much of it. It was too large. It had already been sealed in that tomb for countless days and months. It had also been held back for countless days and months. At that point, it had finally been liberated and it was going to be like the water of a river that had burst its banks. It was going to flow endlessly and invade the entire world!

When Ning Zhiyuan, who was not far away, saw that scene, his pupils suddenly constricted.

One had to know that the existence that had just attempted to charge into the Godly King's tomb was a few God realm martial arts masters from the Hundred Clans Alliance!

The God realm masters could not even withstand a second under that poisonous fog. One could imagine how terrifying that poisonous fog was.

"Shaoyu, retreat quickly! This poisonous fog is deadly!"

Unfortunately, the speed of that poisonous fog was too fast. He had just shouted when in the next second, the poisonous fog had already swallowed him, Ling Shaoyu, and several martial arts experts from the Xuan Yuan clan and the Hundred Clans Alliance.

"D*mn it!"

The poisonous fog invaded and miserable screams sounded. However, in the blink of an eye, in less than two seconds, all the sounds disappeared.

That was because the poisonous gas had already spread and was slightly diluted.

One could imagine how powerful the poisonous gas would be if it gathered together.

"Young Master!"

When the martial arts experts from the two families saw that scene, they wanted to go up and save them. However, Song Qingxue immediately stopped them.

"Don't go over. The poisonous gas is very dangerous. Even those at the Godslayers might die. The two of them shouldn't be able to make it. Even if you go in and save them, it's useless."

"D*mn it!"

The martial arts experts of the two families clenched their teeth in anger.

Although Ning Zhiyuan and Ling Shaoyu were in the Ning family and could be resurrected with the healing technique, the problem was that their main bodies had fallen which could not be resurrected again一it was impossible for them to reach their current heights so easily. Even their own talent might have fallen by a lot.

The loss of the direct descendant young masters that the clan had nurtured with all their strength was a great loss for a top-tier clan like theirs.

Seeing that the poisonous fog was still spreading, Song Qingxue and the remaining young masters looked at each other and loudly said,

"It's no longer safe here. We'll retreat for now and wait to see what happens next. Quickly retreat!"

With that order, everyone could only retreat, even if they were unwilling to do so.

The Hundred Clans Alliance did not dare to linger any longer and immediately retreated.

After all, their lives were more important.

Within the black-purple poisonous fog, there were two faint golden rays of light that were struggling to hold on. They were faintly discernible, like two weak stars in the deep sea. They could use up all their light at any moment and completely dim down.

They were Ling Shaoyu and Ning Zhiyuan.

Their cultivation bases had definitely not reached the God realm yet. However, due to their special identities, both of them carried special protective treasures that could maintain and isolate them from the poisonous fog for a short period of time.

However, that did not last for long. Their defensive barriers were being eroded by the poisonous fog, and they were already making sizzling sounds.

Some weak poisonous gas had already passed through the defensive shields and entered their bodies, causing them to start trembling. Their faces were pale, and their bodies were covered in sweat.

"Shaoyu, how do you feel?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Can't you feel it yourself? It's so cold that it's painful."

"I didn't think that the two of us would be finished just like that. As expected, the clan elders taught us a good lesson. Outside, there is always the possibility of things taking our lives."

"It's fine. We can still be resurrected."

"After we're resurrected, the two of us won't be able to have the strength we have now. Our cultivation levels will definitely drop. By then, who knows how much we'll lag behind the others.

"Moreover, our aptitude will also drop drastically. I reckon that the number of peaks we can reach in this lifetime will be much less than before."

Ning Zhiyuan smiled bitterly.

Even so, what could he do?

The starry sky was vast, and there were countless martial arts experts. Existences like them could be said to be of noble status, but without the family, they were nothing.

As time passed, the poison fog's corrosion became more and more serious. Both of their consciousness had begun to gradually fall into a coma, and they were not very clear-headed.

"Brother Ning, I... I'm afraid I can't make it. I'll leave first."

Ning Zhiyuan nodded slightly.

"You go first. I'll be right behind you."

After saying that, he used his last strength and looked towards the direction of the human world.

It would probably take a lot of time for his family to revive him. During that period of time, it would be impossible for him to come to that place again. He really did not know if the Saber-sword Immortal would still be here when the time came.

What a pity!

He did not get to meet such a monstrous figure!

However, at that moment, his eyes, which had begun to lose focus, suddenly saw a bright light flying rapidly from the human world. It came to his side in a professional manner.

"So fast!"

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly woke up. Although he did not have much consciousness and his vision was very blurry, he still continued to look at the other party desperately.

He wanted to see what exactly that figure was.

"You... Who are you?"

His somewhat hoarse voice, which had been corroded by the poisonous fog, let out a weak murmur.

The light that came was actually none other than Ye Xiao.

That was because he had just learned the nine-star god-level poison technique, Superb Divine Poison, he was currently in that poisonous fog and was not affected in the slightest.

Hearing the other party's voice, he could not help but be slightly stunned and looked at the other party.