Chapter 62: Fog Ball

  The president of the Four Directions Chamber of Commerce, Mo Ruotian, and the master of the Sanqing Temple, Teng Sha, arrived at the entrance of this mysterious cave.

  A huge circular fog cluster floated around the cave, this fog cluster was like a mirror. Ye Xuan and others stood not far from the fog cluster, Ye Xuan looked at the fog cluster with one eye, and found that his spiritual power was dizzying, he immediately withdrew his gaze. Ye Xuan took another look at the crowd beside him, similarly, when they saw the fog cluster, their black pupils suddenly enlarged and then retracted.

  Mo Ruo Tian and Teng Sha also discovered the strange place of this fog, Mo Ruo Tian said: "I didn't expect that this fog group can actually confuse people's spiritual power!"

  Tong Sha Fuhe said: "Not bad, it seems that this is at least a spiritual law array left by a fourth-order artifact refiner, presumably to prevent humans or beasts from entering the mountain cave."

  Mo Ruo Tian nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face as he said, "Then let me take a look at just how formidable this formation is!"

  After finishing speaking, Mo Ruotian took a step forward with his foot, and his body floated lightly to three meters in front of the cave. He saw that his palms were transformed into a powerful Xuan Qi force, which suddenly burst out, turning into an aura of majesty that made the hairs on the surrounding people's bodies stand up.

  Tengsha was shocked by what happened behind him, and he didn't expect that Mo Ruo Tian's simple gesture could make everyone feel the power of his momentum. Not far away, Longzi An felt this momentum and suddenly narrowed his eyes, thinking gloomily in his heart that Mo Ruo Tian had indeed reached the ninth level of Riyuan Boundary, and judging from the situation, he had already reached a perfect state, and with just one opportunity, he could set foot in the Yin-Yuan Boundary. As for himself, he had only recently broken through to the ninth level a few days ago, and could only be considered a primary ninth-level, which was fundamentally not a match for Mo Ruo Tian.

  Ye Xuan felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed the aura, and goosebumps rose all over his body. This aura seemed even more powerful than that of Longzi An. At this moment, Xuanshen's old man muttered to himself, "I didn't expect this little kid to have already reached the bottleneck of Riyuan Realm. With just one catalyst, he can reach Yin Yuan Realm!"

  Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he couldn't help but think of Nan Gong Jin from the Nan Gong family, who was also in the Yin Xuan realm. With just a wave of his hand, he could summon the wind and rain. This strong man in the Yin Xuan realm had taken away his own mother, causing his family to split apart and the entire Ye family to fall into decline. His fist had only lightly swung, yet it had left him with all his meridians severed. Was this what it meant to be in the Yin Xuan realm?

  He could never forget the day he left Xihewan City, the desolation in Ye Zhenwu's eyes, the pain of being powerless to stop his loved one from being taken away by someone else. Ye Zhenwu and Nan Gongqi were not only his parents in this life but also the only two people who made him feel warmth in this world and his past lives.

  It's as if the life on Earth was his past life, and the life in the orphanage, the life of street racing with his brothers were all his past lives. Since he came to this world, although it hasn't been a year yet, somehow he feels that the life on Earth is getting more and more distant, as if it's just a dream.

  This feeling is strange, it should be considered a dream to cross into this Jiu Xuan continent, why does the life on Earth feel like a dream? Ye Xuan was also startled by his own thoughts, and didn't know what was going on.

  He came here, witnessed the weak meat and strong food, cruel killings, but also let him experience that kind of parental love. He will never forget that in Xihuo City, Ye's house, Nan Gong Qi made good rice every morning, waiting for him and Ye Zhenwu to eat, sitting at the table with an expression, every time looking at Ye Xuan, the eyes bursting with infinite care and kindness.

  "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely bring you back to the Ye family, I will!"

  Fulong heard Ye Xuan muttering to himself, patted his shoulder and said: "What's wrong, did you get stunned by the president's explosive temper?"

  Ye Xuan couldn't help but give him a white eye and said: "Get out of here, you're scared silly!"

  "Hey, how dare you speak to your senior like that!" Fu Long's face was filled with anger, just about to explode in rage, when he saw Ye Xuan suddenly widening his eyes.

  Only to see Mo Yue Tian's hand suddenly burst out with a powerful force, condensing into a knife. The surrounding area of the knife was surrounded by a purple glow. At this moment, Mo Yue Tian's fingers moved slightly, and the purple treasure knife actually transformed into three knives, carrying a strong power, rushing towards that circular fog!

  Ye Xuan saw this unique knife and suddenly thought of the unnamed swordsmanship he learned in the candlelight shadow. This swordsmanship is divided into three layers, each with its own body method and sword technique. Ye Xuan had only just learned the first layer, the triangular sword style, and relied on it to catch Situ Haoran off guard.

  Just as the knife edge was one meter away from the fog group, the fog group suddenly rotated and finally formed a green fog point that shot out to meet the three knife edges!

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  The seemingly weak cyan mist points lightly dissolved the three knife edges with ease after three loud roars. The people from the Four Sides Chamber of Commerce and the Three Clear Sect who were present at the scene were all shocked, their faces frozen in astonishment, never expecting that this mist would be so extraordinary.

  "Huh?"

  Mo Ruo Tian also saw this scene and was very surprised. It seems that this group of fog is a very mysterious spiritual formation.

  "Haha, Mo won't last long. I think this fog is not simple, it can transform into cyan mist points. You know what cyan represents among the craftsmen?" Tengsha walked forward and said with a smile.

  Tong Sha finished speaking, and everyone's eyes turned to Kong Da Shi, because among those present, only he could be considered the number one craftsman in Shao Nan County.

  Kong Daoshi's expression turned solemn as he said, "In the cultivation of artifact refinement, there are seven levels. The color of the spiritual flame is different for each level. Only a fifth-level artifact refiner can control the blue-colored flame!"

  Kong Daoshi's words shocked everyone present once again. A fifth-tier artifact craftsman, what a top-notch existence that was!

  Tang Sa raised the Qilin Golden Hoop and said to Mo Ruotian, "Brother Mo, let's experience the power of a 5th-grade artifact refiner's array formation!"

  As soon as this sentence came out, everyone knew that Tengsha was going to join forces with Mo Ruotian to break through the formation.

  "Good!" Mo Ruotian nodded in response.

  Only to see Teng Sha's hand holding the Huo Qilin Golden Ring, a burst of light suddenly exploded! A powerful Xuanli surged out!

  Mo Ruo Tian flipped his palm, and the Xuanli Baojian reappeared, this time with five blades bursting out!

  Then two powerful forces surged towards the fog cluster!