Artifact

The bizarre thing about Black Smoke is that it seems to have a will of its own, and at the same time, it can sense what Night Thirteen is thinking.

Since this black smoke appeared, Ye Thirteen's body has never been injured again, and even when he was imprisoned in Tianding Mountain, he was not injured at all.

All of this is due to the black smoke that adheres to the surface of the body.

Now, within this bizarre and strange ghostly weapon, although from top to bottom, there are stormy waves of attacks from all directions, and these violent forces are enough to divide gold and stones, killing most of the people who have entered for thousands of years, but they are easily blocked and removed by black smoke, and they can't hurt Night Thirteen at all.

Night Thirteen didn't have time to study the origin of the black smoke, and it was enough to be able to control it anyway. 、

Since his life was in danger, he immediately launched a counterattack, but what was even more strange was that all the attacks sent by the black smoke did not hit the enemy.

Night Thirteen even deliberately exposed his flaws, and rushed forward according to these invisible attacks, and the black smoke could not catch the enemy even a single bit!

He couldn't help but wonder more and more, could it be that he ...... There are no enemies at all?

Or is it not people who launched such an intensive attack here?

If not people, then what?

Could it be that this place is everywhere, pure "qi"?

Night Thirteen felt more and more that his judgment was correct—these attacking "qi" were not people, but they once belonged to certain people.

In other words, all the sounds he heard and all the attacks he saw were caused by the people who had died after being trapped here!

Perhaps it is the influence of this strange space, whether it is a person who strays, trespasses, or comes with various purposes, and dies physically after death, but what they encounter here becomes a reality, not only retains the dialogue of the most fearful moment before death, but even the qi they possess is also dominated.

Yes, countless people, countless qi have turned into a terrible attack swamp here, mercilessly slaughtering the latecomers!

The more people killed, the harder it was for the latecomers to get through, and their unwillingness, anger, resentment, and fear intertwined, turning this place into a living slaughterhouse!

Night Thirteen couldn't help but be stunned.

What's so mysterious about the Forge Mountain?

Are there really so many people who want to find it?

So many mortals and monks, with all kinds of ideals and motivations, are they all going to the Melting Mountain to pursue their dreams?

But they all died, and even in the conversation that Ye Thirteen vaguely heard, there were no less than hundreds of disciples of the sect who died tragically!

You must know that the existence time of this giant ghost artifact can be tested to be 2,500 years, and what Night Thirteen knows is that the Molten Mountain was built four generations ago, that is, nearly 400,000 years ago!

Under the rolling wheel of time, God knows how many people have died here!

Night Thirteen's first reaction was that the "Wind God" was borrowing the hand of the ghost weapon to get rid of himself.

But on second thought, it's unlikely.

Baili Qianfeng has always wanted the innate refining crystal on the forehead of the night thirteen, and even did not hesitate to dispatch two general-level figures from Ukraine to the Kingdom of Britain to the Kingdom of Beixiong, and it would never be so simple to stop.

So it's obvious that everything that Night Thirteen encountered after entering the ghost artifact was originally there.

That leaves the final answer: the artifact itself is preventing outsiders from entering the Forge Mountain.

Everything that happened at the moment was reasonable for the ghost, because it was a "self-defense mechanism" that had been set up by the celestials for a long time, and this mechanism would become more and more powerful over time, until no one could enter the Molten Mountain!

Night Thirteen couldn't help but let out a sneer in his heart.

Hmph, I haven't even seen the vanilla noodles yet, how can I die here?

And since there is no opponent - or the opponent is neither an enemy nor a person, but just a self-defense mechanism of the ghost weapon, then just go all the way through!

Night Thirteen wanted to understand this, and suddenly gave birth to a terrifying coercion.

The

black smoke that was wrapped around the body suddenly swelled against the qi, and in this chaotic world, it turned into a dark inky cloud that suppressed the sky and the earth, and swept away in all directions!

The tyrannical "qi" that surrounded the target seemed to feel the arrogance of Night Thirteen, and they gathered frantically, more and more, like a mountain of mountains and a sea of suicidal attacks on the rumbling black smoke.

Boom, boom, boom!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the atmosphere was shocked.

Night Thirteen's Celestial Pupil was blinded at this moment, and the violent friction and bombardment caused a light-blasting effect, and the shockwave it produced stirred up the chaos, staining everything into a white halo.

Boom, boom, boom!

Heaven and earth are confused, and the mind is broken.

All of Night's senses were deactivated at the same time, and all around him were simultaneously generated with energy that was enough to destroy the world, instantly washing everything and crushing everything, until an endless humming echo reverberated through the heavens and the earth.

The white light and explosions of the polar day unfolded in his world, turning into an impactful line drawing of black, white and gray.

Night Thirteen did not fall, much less retreat, step by step, he walked firmly in the direction he thought he believed until he completely melted into the line painting.

Perhaps, this is the most satisfying "journey" of his life.

Because the journey is full of hope, and the end is the dream that I am pursuing.

Night Thirteen gradually loses consciousness and slowly becomes confused with his surroundings.

Or rather, even he himself could not realize whether he was in a coma or gradually awake.

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I don't know how long it took, a familiar human voice appeared from a distant place and quickly reached my ears.

"What's wrong with this kid Night Thirteen?".

"Ci Xuan has seen Granny Wang! The Night Sponsor is fine—although he was mortally wounded, I don't know why he is still alive. "

"Xiqiu, what do you think?".

"Master, according to what the disciple saw, it should be the effect of that immortal tree. Even a Jindan Realm cultivator would probably not be able to survive the injuries suffered by Night Thirteen, but this immortal tree can be exchanged for wood, and even turned into half a heart!"

"Hmm...... This kid really has a great creation. It's a pity that he, as a heavenly spear, is too sharp, and he has provoked a powerful enemy that I can't even imagine!".

The sound of a teacup tipping.

"Master!! what are you doing here?!".

"Elder Wang!! this...... Why is that?!".

"This is also the result of my discussion with the Supreme Senior Brother, and we plan to seal the Heavenly Spear of Night Thirteen...... This is for his good, and it is also for the sake of Dongtu Sanqing!".