Qing Chi’s gaze was fixed on Ning Zhuo, filled with admiration and intermingled with newfound worship: "Xiao Ma, you tell us what to do, I’ll listen to you, we’ll all listen to you!"
Ning Zhuo glanced at Qing Chi, nodded, and then looked off into the distance at the black cloud barrier, his gaze becoming increasingly sharp.
The confidence he displayed was one thing, but the tension in his heart was another.
In terms of appearances, the youth who endured for over a decade was well-honed, capable of contending with Luo Si.
"We can only take a risk and conduct a probe first!" As soon as Ning Zhuo thought of this, a change occurred.
Rumble...
The towering black cloud wall started to change, from which surged forth waves of earth-lung miasma.
The miasma, vast and mighty, pushed the cloud wall apart, expanding outward to form an even larger and thicker barrier!
Altar.
A tributary of Wangchuan encircled it, within lay the slumbering body of the Wangchuan Prefect.
Meanwhile, his divine separation, Earth Evil God, was intensifying the assault on the ice coffin while urging the miasma to form a miasma sky, greatly enhancing the defense.
The moment Luo Si defected on the battlefield, the Earth Evil God immediately sent a message back.
According to the timing, Luo Si should have already been directly cursed to death in the showdown with Master Han Yan.
But now, he was still doing quite well.
Evidently, there was a problem at the main base in Wangchuan Immortal City!
Ning Zhuo’s expression of confidence towards Luo Si was naturally overheard by the Earth Evil God; to say he wasn’t apprehensive would be a lie.
What he truly feared wasn’t Ning Zhuo, but the Mortal World’s lifespan!
Although Ning Zhuo only had a Foundation Establishment Cultivation, his combat power could reach the Nascent Soul Level, which was already quite rare.
Furthermore, seeing Luo Si, this admiral, turn at the last moment further proved that Ning Zhuo was the greatest calamity for him, the Wangchuan Prefect!
The cloud wall was formed by the Great Array, but the array could be damaged from the outside by enemies.
Once damaged, it would inevitably affect the altar here. The backlash from the formation being broken would become aid to the enemies.
To prevent this situation from arising, the Earth Evil God decisively dispersed the cloud wall, choosing the most conservative tactic, laying out the strongest methods fully to form the strongest defense!
This was a thick, heavy, boiling miasma sky!
"With this layer of sky, I can buy more time."
"Facing such a child of fate, the most crucial point is the battle of fate!"
"I must retrieve the Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors from within the ice coffin and deliver it to the main body."
The Earth Evil God deeply understood the critical point.
This ice coffin, however, was formed by the Cold Abyss Ice Coffin Candle. And this Cold Abyss Ice Coffin Candle was one of the proud creations of the contemporary Ghost Fire Lord, one of his trump cards. Only the other eight candles could compare with it.
The Earth Evil God’s methods were singular; to erode the ice coffin would take a great deal of effort and time.
No choice, the Earth Evil God had to do it.
The two National Treasures to suppress fate, the Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors were right before him, the optimal solution. The Wangchuan Prefect Seal was needed to suppress the Life Buddha Wheel of the Silent Ghost Monk, already hidden within the Great Array, retrieving it would cause the Life Buddha Wheel to create chaos!
Once the Life Buddha Wheel was out, would it provoke the return of the Silent Ghost Monk?
This was a very likely event!
Ning Zhuo led everyone, standing before the miasma sky.
Everyone took turns exhibiting various techniques, like scraping, the effects were discouraging and despairing.
More and more gazes, filled with expectation, were focused on Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo couldn’t think of a breakthrough method, though he did not show it on the surface, he was secretly anxious.
Luo Si coughed with both hands, pausing his actions.
He was still injured, not in a good state, feeling the turbulence in his storage waist belt, he took out a Light Goose from it.
This Light Goose was formed by the Taixu Disintegration Ruler, forcibly sealed by Luo Si’s hands.
But the Taixu Disintegration Ruler was the remnant treasure of the Mysterious Scholar, deft and powerful in its attributes. Luo Si’s seal was temporary, unable to be permanent, thus requiring it to be taken out again for further reinforcement.
"Huh?" At that moment, Ning Zhuo’s gaze was firmly attracted by the Light Goose!