466: Chapter 466 The Feng Shui Revolving Hall, Stone-Eating Demon Ants

The vast mountain forest was filled with cold mist, a white expanse. Venerable Xinghe's voice was as cold as Arctic black ice, chilling to the bone.

Hun Tiandi's expression was stern, and he felt somewhat surprised in his heart.

"Venerable Xinghe is the first to emerge from the Tongue-Pulling Purgatory illusion; it shows just how resilient his mind is."

A subtle, imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. This person had the qualifications to enter the ten thousand soul banner.

"If you want to kill me, then come!"

He turned and dashed into the white mist of the mountain forest, his figure as agile as a demonic ape, tearing through the cold mist as he flashed outward and sped toward the depths of the Dead Soul Mountain Range.

Behind him, Venerable Xinghe gave a cold laugh. Watching Hun Tiandi turn and flee, his eyes filled with murderous intent and cold air, as if he were in no hurry to slay Hun Tiandi.

With a tap of his toes, he pursued Hun Tiandi. As they went deeper into the mountain range, low roars echoed from within the white mist.

They also encountered some trouble; the Dead Soul Mountain Range was vast, and the cold mist obstructed their vision.

Trying to escape the slaughter of Venerable Xinghe was extremely difficult.

They gradually encountered the magical beasts living in the Dead Soul Mountain Range; they were extremely ferocious and followed them like shadows...

The Dead Soul Mountain Range appeared exceptionally cold and gloomy. Howls occasionally echoed through the mountains, making one's hair stand on end.

In the deepest part of the mountain range, a Black Robed Man stood there. His head was also covered, making it impossible to see his face. His gaze swept across the surroundings; it was the Mud Bodhisattva who had left earlier.

"Let me show this Dou Zun expert the edge of my, Mud Bodhisattva's, blade."

Mud Bodhisattva said in a deep voice. His fingers moved slightly as he began to change the heaven and earth; his mastery of Feng Shui techniques had already reached perfection.

"This Feng Shui Grand Array is named the Netherworld Reincarnation Hall. Inside the Reincarnation Hall, I am the king. Even if a Dou Zun expert enters, they will suffer greatly even if they do not die."

Mud Bodhisattva said with absolute certainty.

In this place of the netherworld, a domain of death, he began to set up the Netherworld Reincarnation Hall. Thick clouds blocked the sun, and in an instant, the world grew dim.

More and more clouds gathered and expanded continuously. Although they were white, they blocked out the sunlight.

It was as if the end of the world had arrived; wherever one looked, there were only white clouds.

The endless mist was a vast white expanse, and both vision and soul power were affected even more severely than before.

It became extremely dark, gray and gloomy, appearing very sinister.

"What is going on?" Venerable Xinghe frowned and asked.

"The weather has changed?" Hun Tiandi's figure paused, and he frowned slightly. He sighed inwardly, "Mud Bodhisattva has made his move."

Suddenly, the entire Dead Soul Mountain Range became dark. How did the sky become like this?

Rustle... Suddenly, Hun Tiandi heard some rustling sounds coming from the distance. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said solemnly, "Stone-Eating Magic Ants?"

The Stone-Eating Magic Ants were a group of terrifying magical beasts living in the Dead Soul Mountain Range, not because they were individually powerful.

But because they numbered in the tens of millions, they were extremely terrifying, and even a Dou Huang expert would not want to provoke them.

The fierce reputation of the Stone-Eating Magic Ants also contributed to the terror of the Dead Soul Mountain Range.

Among the magical beast clans, the rank of the Stone-Eating Magic Ants was only level three or four.

Their terror lay in their power and their numbers; that ant tide, numbering in the millions, attacked like a tidal wave.

Even an eighth-rank magical beast would have to avoid their edge for the time being.

These magical beasts could devour any flesh and blood in their path. In the Dead Soul Mountain Range, wherever these beasts passed, only white bones remained, not leaving a single drop of blood behind.

Nothing could be found. Some human experts, upon seeing a swarm of Stone-Eating Magic Ants, only had two choices.

One was to flee frantically, and the other was to stand and fight, becoming fresh meat.

However, it was the habit of the Stone-Eating Magic Ants to live in cold mist.

I fear the entire Dead Soul Mountain Range would be devoured clean.

Over the long years, the fierce reputation of the Dead Soul Mountain Range gradually spread, and much of this terrifying reputation was forged by the Stone-Eating Magic Ants.

Hun Tiandi did not expect that his luck would be so good; just after entering the Dead Soul Mountain Range, he encountered such a troublesome thing.

"Hmph, Extreme Cold Flame."

With a cold snort, his palm was suffused with a deep blue flame, burning fiercely. A terrifyingly extreme low temperature spread out, and with a flick of his finger, it shot toward the swarm of Stone-Eating Magic Ants.

Hum! A buzzing sound rang out. Landing in the ant tide, they were instantly frozen stiff and stopped in their tracks.

"Could it be that even the Stone-Eating Magic Ants cannot withstand the terrifying low temperature of the Taiyin True Fire?"

His eyes flickered. He had originally thought that since the Stone-Eating Magic Ants lived in low temperatures, they should be able to bear it, but...

The next moment, the Stone-Eating Magic Ants frozen by the deep blue ice crystals actually began to slowly absorb the energy of the extreme cold flame. Soul power surged out, and with keen perception, after absorbing the energy, their strength was actually growing.

This discovery made Hun Tiandi extremely happy.

Sensing the aura of Venerable Xinghe behind him, Hun Tiandi's expression changed. This old thing was chasing very urgently.

Swish! With a tap of his toes, silver light flashed, and the sound of muffled thunder echoed as he sped toward the depths of the Dead Soul Mountain Range.

"Running so fast, and these damn things?" Immediately, his gaze fell upon the swarm of Stone-Eating Magic Ants; as a Dou Zun expert, how could he not know the horror of these magical beasts?

To make a move on these things was just a waste of effort.

His figure flickered as he followed closely behind, dashing in the direction Hun Tiandi had left.

What kind of Feng Shui Grand Array was the Reincarnation Hall, and why was it so terrifying?

A bizarre world, a gloomy environment, incredibly oppressive. Venerable Xinghe had lost the trail of Hun Tiandi, which made him very displeased.

This was Mud Bodhisattva's Feng Shui Grand Array, which had officially been activated. A place of absolute death had formed within the array.

"No one can leave, no one can escape."

Only endless loneliness and fear remained.

Feng Shui Reincarnation Hall!

This was just the beginning. The Feng Shui Grand Array was extremely bizarre. Hun Tiandi stood on a mountain peak, quietly watching the vast white mist.

This was the first appearance of Mud Bodhisattva's Feng Shui techniques.

"What is going on? Could it be a formation?" Venerable Xinghe frowned slightly and did not strike blindly; if he were to strike, the huge roar...

…would attract even more terrifying magical beasts from the Dead Soul Mountain Range. At that time, even as a Dou Zun expert, he would not want to face such a situation.

Moreover, he had not yet figured out the terrifying mist before him.

Venerable Xinghe moved through the air, stepping slowly toward the depths of the mist. The Dou Qi in his body circulated, and he remained vigilant at all times.

In addition, this Feng Shui Grand Array also shrouded the Dead Soul Mountain Range, and the Pill Tower experts who were hunting Hun Tiandi, as well as the experts from the Central Plains...

…after receiving the Pill Tower's kill order, had finally chased them to the Dead Soul Mountain Range.

The moment they stepped into the Dead Soul Mountain Range, they were also trapped in the mist, the Feng Shui Grand Array where the mist flowed.

However, a strange group of people appeared.

Endless flying moths; it was an expert standing on the mountain peak, spreading his arms, and a huge black moth phantom suddenly emerged from his body.

This black moth phantom seemed unaffected by the Feng Shui Reincarnation Hall.

"Heart of the Nether Moth Empress?" Mud Bodhisattva frowned slightly, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes.

He did not expect that there would be such talent in the Central Plains; it was truly very surprising.

As expected of the vast and boundless Central Plains, there were so many geniuses. This person was a young prodigy from the Ancient Clan.

It was also through an unexpected stroke of fortune that he encountered a dying Nether Moth Empress.

He slew its body, collected its soul, and merged it into his own body according to the secret techniques of the Ancient Clan.