1739 Destined Toad (1/2)
The old man in purple robe waved his hand and a few men stepped ahead to carry Zi Wu to the back for some treatment.
The old man in purple robe stood up, stared at the dense fog, frowned, and didn't say a word.
After a while, he breathed a long sigh and murmured, ”We got the information about the poison. It said that the poisonous fog on the mountain was special, but didn't say anything about this vicious erosion… According to the messages, the poison should be ten times weaker than this… What… What is the matter?
”Sometimes intelligence isn't completely correct, but this is too much incorrect. Did anything happen before we arrived? Did anything increase the power of the poisonous fog?”
The old man in purple robe thought for a long time but conceived nothing. He waved one hand and tiredly said, ”Set the camps.”
That was the last word he said for the day.
…
On the other side, Ye Xiao had been watching everything that happened. He was confused as well.
When they came to this place the last time, he directly flew over the mountain in the sky. The fog was obviously much weaker than this! He had traveled among the fog while he flew over the mountain and he tested the poison with his own body and martial art.
He didn't find any poison of erosion at all, and it was definitely not this powerful!
Otherwise, even though he had the Boundless Space to keep him safe from all poisons, the Flower King and the Poison King should be severely injured by the fog…
In other words, the poisonous fog he had been through a few days earlier wasn't the fog on the mountain at the moment.
What changed the poison so dramatically?
In fact, as this place changed so strangely, even such a great army couldn't easily get into the fog and capture the monster inside.
Ye Xiao lay inside the tent and twisted his lips. In a low voice, he said, ”The North Sky King's Army came with a large retinue, shaking the world. I thought they should at least be good enough to do something impressive! Well, they can't even get inside the outside layer of the fog… Ah… What a shame! I actually wasted the time disguising myself as somebody else… I thought there was a good show, but these men turned out to be some wax spears…”
”Hah!” Xuan Bing couldn't help laughing out and pinched Ye Xiao on his waist.
”Hey, stop it…” Ye Xiao solemnly said. His both hands were touching over Xuan Bing's body, and he said, ”You are a patient. Remember? Your husband is not a wax spear!”
”Annoying!” Xuan Bing hit his dirty hands away.
Since Ye Xiao reached the Immortality Stage, he was more erogenous and lusty than before. He truly wasn't a wax spear!
At the moment, Yue Shuang was shouting outside, ”Ah! What are they doing?”
Ye Xiao was spirited up. He hurriedly got out of the tent and watched the army. The old man in purple robe was giving orders. The powerful cultivators were moving at the same time.
Ye Xiao was frightened.
The road and the mountains near the road were thoroughly broken and removed by the army. Everything was gone, and it became a vast flat land.
The men were carrying rocks away. In fact, they were moving the mountains.
It was always said that superior cultivators could move mountains away and fill the ocean, even in the Land of Han-Yang. However, there was barely anybody who really did it. Now, Ye Xiao finally saw somebody did! It was a bunch of powerful cultivators doing it together!
All that was left untouched were the cliffs on both sides of the valley. In fact, they were filling the gaps in the mountains on both sides, so the valley became deeper.
They were building cliffs on both sides to make a manufactured valley.
The old man in purple robe kept his hands behind the back. He was watching the landscape. He wanted the valley to go narrower as it was closer to the Foggy Miasma Mountain…
Over ten thousand superior cultivators were working together. Some people even flew away and carried back an entire mountain from somewhere else…
”Are they going to build a tunnel to draw the wind over? Do they want to use the wind to break the fog?” Ye Xiao looked at the busy cultivators and said, ”They can't break into the fog, so they change their plan. Well… It is probably going to work this time…”
They were using the absolute power to build a special valley so that the wind would be driven faster and stronger to blow the fog on the mountain.
It was a brilliant idea.
Ye Xiao wondered if the poisonous fog could resist the super wind storm.
Three days later, a special tunnel was completed.
The tunnel was like a hopper. The outer side was wide while the closer side was narrow. The closer part to the Foggy Miasma Mountain of the tunnel was narrower. The closest part was only about four hundred feet wide.
The two sides of the tunnel were ten thousand feet high, reaching the clouds in the sky.
It was sharp.
Ye Xiao and the three ladies were hiding somewhere, watching the army's busy works.
The army retreated a few hundred miles to empty the tunnel.
Ye Xiao was frightened and disappointed.
When the army retreated, none of them came over to warn him and the ladies. They thought people like these four were useless like ants! They wouldn't waste a word on their meaningless lives!
The old man in purple robe gave an order, and the cultivators started to made power waves together.
The strong wave of power pushed forward like a tide. Over ten thousand superior cultivators were working on it together. All the fierce power waves blew into the tunnel and howled over to the Foggy Miasma Mountain.
Some of the men created wind and pushed it into the tunnel, while some others, who were the most powerful ones, kept compressing the wind into extremeness. The flows of power were pushed together and became one powerful stream of wind, which became hundreds of times stronger than origin!
A few hundred miles away, the wind blew over the mountains as usual. In the valley, which was used as a tunnel, the wind became sharp like knives. About ten miles away from the army, the wind was already unimaginably strong!
As it went closer to the poisonous fog, the tunnel became narrower, and the wind became wilder.
The old man in purple robe flew in the sky and kept moving his hands. Some power waves were shooting out from his hands. He was pushing the storming wind to blow stronger.
”Assh*le!” Ye Xiao and the three ladies found a cave nearby and hid inside.
The man-made wind storm was so horrible. It didn't hurt Ye Xiao and the ladies yet, but if the mountain collapsed because of the wind, they would get hurt.
Ye Xiao and the ladies were at least level-six of the Saint Origin Stage. The collapsing mountain wouldn't hurt them if they used their true power. However, they had lowered their power level to the Divinity Origin Stage!
Divinity Origin Stage cultivators could never defend themselves against such powerful blasts!
Ye Xiao wasn't angry about that though.
What annoyed him was… If the wind storm truly blew the poisonous fog away, the poison would spread to other places… The poisonous fog would fly to somewhere else if the wind blew it away…
If the poisonous fog was scattered to other places, many lives would be killed. Many areas would become wasted land without lives!
The general of the North Sky King's Army, the old man in purple robe, apparently didn't care about it at all!