Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 738 Terra Shrouded in the Old Days

The moment Zhuang Boshi and Zhao Yingkong entered the mist-shrouded planet, a hazy mist immediately appeared before their eyes.

The swirling smoke seemed to conceal thirty-three layers of sky, with numerous buildings appearing and disappearing in each layer.

Zhuang Boshi frowned. To be honest, the Outer Gods, even at their peak, were not at the limit of a single universe. As long as it was a direct battle, he was not afraid of the Outer Gods at all. However, the trouble with the Outer Gods was not their direct combat strength, but rather their strange rule-based abilities, which were extremely annoying.

In the mysterious world, the strongest warriors in direct combat die the most tragically, while the older the silver coin, the longer it lives.

This uncertain fog seems to suggest that special abilities are some kind of trade.

The surroundings were shrouded in mist, which greatly limited Zhuang Boshi's spatial perception.

He looked at Zhao Yingkong, who shook her head and said, "She's rather troublesome."

"It also greatly interferes with mental strength."

"It's as if we've been placed in another space."

Zhao Yingkong used the Light of the Mind to split herself into three.

Daisakura, wielding her golden cudgel, swept across the white mist, gravity pulling the mist along with her.

But soon, fog from other places quickly filled in.

"Is this the original form?" Da Ying Kong used Annihilation Contact and found that it had only been restored to the most basic extraordinary characteristics.

Moreover, this is completely irrelevant to the vast past.

"Did you hear that?" Zhao Ruikong asked in confusion.

"What?" Zhuang Boshi didn't hear anything.

Something is talking!

At that moment, Zhuang Boshi finally heard the rustling sound.

It was as if tens of millions of voices were speaking simultaneously through a thick wall.

What exactly are they talking about?
Zhuang Boshi tried to hear clearly, but found that the rustling sounds seemed to be getting clearer and clearer.

"The origin of philosophy!"

"The undying murmur!"

"A symbol of the spirit of life!"

"An indomitable spirit!"

The sound grew louder and louder.

Like endless waves of energy, it surged towards Zhuang Boshi's spiritual body with overwhelming force.

Zhao Ruikong, standing beside him, looked bewildered.

He kept muttering something to himself.

"not good!"

Zhuang Boshi's eyes suddenly burst forth with brilliant light. He focused his mind and guarded his primordial spirit, which was close to that of an immortal, and instantly activated it. His Dao Domain expanded, and with the help of the Bagua rune body, he was able to withstand this wave of mental attack.

He slapped Zhao Ruikong hard, and she immediately woke up.

The little female demon's expression changed drastically: "Holy crap, what is that thing?!"

"It can actually affect my mental state!"

"What did that old bastard Adam bring here?!"

Zhuang Boshi watched the increasingly dense white mist and the invisible, intangible fluctuations of spiritual energy mixed within it.

"Beware of the incessant murmurs."

"This thing is the essence of the spirit."

"Although you are only at the fourth level, it won't take Him too long to corrupt you."

Although Zhao Ruikong enhanced some of her mental attributes, she did not receive the corresponding S-level enhancement, so she was still essentially a blank slate.

It can hold its own against a fourth-tier opponent who is also a mental power user, but it's far from enough to deal with a mental evil god.

"Is there anything we can do?" Xiaoying Kong asked. "The fog is getting thicker and thicker."

"It seems to be eroding our bodies."

Zhuang Boshi spewed out a mouthful of golden-red flames, and the Samadhi True Fire burned fiercely upon contact with the white mist, as if it had encountered fuel.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding world was completely transformed into a sea of ​​fire.

As the most righteous and unyielding Samadhi Fire in the world, it overcomes the corrupt and chaotic nature of these evil gods, dispelling and dissolving the white mist that has deeply eroded it.

However, the Uncertain Mist did not retract its white mist, after all, its brain was lost inside the magic lamp, and the Uncertain Mist followed its own chaotic madness.

The Samadhi True Fire completely disrupted the fog, and Zhuang Boshi and Zhao Yingkong plummeted rapidly, quickly passing through the thick fog layer and arriving at the surface of Terra.

Although a light mist permeated the area, the Uncertain Mist seemed to be in an inert state and was not targeting them.

They landed in a small town at the foot of the Himalayas. Today, Terra, the Himalayas have been transformed into a giant hive city, but some original towns still remain on the edges.

The palace in the Himalayas is now shrouded in mist, and not a sound can be heard. Hong Kun's divine eyes can only see many figures moving back and forth mechanically inside, which is very strange.

But the town is also very strange.

In the mist, humans continued their daily lives, working, repairing, and living, but their faces were pale, and they did not communicate with other humans, like mechanical puppets.

"They're still alive?" Zhao Yingkong was a little confused.

“They have become Adam’s puppets,” Zhuang Boshi sighed.

"That Adam bastard is really ruthless!"

"He's probably experimenting with his ascension ritual here again."

"Adam!" he cried out; "Why don't you come out and see your old friend?"

The sound waves spread outwards in all directions like invisible ripples.

Those humans who were still mechanically repeating their actions stopped and all looked up at Zhuang Boshi and his group.

His eyes were hollow, like a corpse.

"Mr. Zhuang, Ms. Zhao, it's been a long time!" Almost all the humans said in unison.

That scene was enough to scare a low-level reincarnator to death.

But Zhuang Boshi and Zhao Yingkong were both seasoned veterans; they had seen it all.

"Don't use these methods; they only make you seem less confident," Zhuang Boshi said.

"I'm sorry." A faint voice came from not far away.

A bearded figure slowly emerged from the mist.

Zhuang Boshi looked at the body that seemed to be made of mist: "What, you don't dare to come in your true form?"

Are you afraid I'll beat you to death with a stick?

"Your courage doesn't seem to match your bold behavior."

Adam smiled and said, "After all, I have suffered a crushing defeat at your hands."

"It's understandable that we're being a bit cautious now."

"After all, I don't know if you have any new sacred treasures."

He pointed to the three-pointed double-edged sword in Zhuang Boshi's hand, as well as Zhao Yingkong's fire-tipped spear and Hun Tian Ling.

“Sometimes, I can’t help but feel grateful for the saints’ great love for you,” Adam said, his tone complex.

“Every spiritual treasure in the Main God Space is at least S-grade.”

"But it seems your Zhongzhou team managed to get one for everyone..."

"Plus that warship with combat power comparable to a saint."

"You have at least a dozen S-rank side quests that don't belong to you."

"Each of our reward points must be earned through our own adventures."

"Compared to other things, it's really unfair."

In response to Adam's accusations, Bosch sneered: "Fair?"

He pointed to the hazy white mist above and shook his head.

"You've even brought the old world into this world to fight for you?"

"You still have the nerve to talk about fairness!"

"If only we had invited Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong to help us in the battle."

"The Uncertain Mist VS The Monkey King".

"The Unending Whispers VS Erlang Shen, the Manifestation of the True Lord!"

"We both agree that we won't use weapons from saints, how about that!"

“We don’t even take action ourselves.”

"We'll rely on our family and friends to cheer us on and see who wins!"

"No schemes or props needed."

"A fair fight!"

"It meets your requirements!"

Upon hearing this, Adam's smile vanished instantly.

Pfft, Zhao Ruikong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)