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Zhong Ming felt even weirder. It was as if the surrounding air had suddenly frozen, and he could even hear some faint rustling sounds.

In his heart, he tried to communicate with Huang Ling, but he couldn't get a response from her. The black color in Zhong Ming's eyes became more and more intense. He frowned and his face became serious.

There was definitely something wrong with this place, he decided. However, he did not know how to resolve this situation. Right now, he could only stand on top of this huge stone pillar that could only fit two of his legs. With just a slight movement, he would fall into the bottomless abyss. But if he sat still and waited for death, then the danger would definitely come, and his uneasiness would definitely come true.

Zhong Ming tried to contact Huang Ling and Xuan Hao again, but there was still no reply. Zhong Ming restrained his breath, squatted down, and tried his best to reduce his target. He held his breath and prepared for battle.

He looked around, and there were spots of black and blue dust in the air that were hard to see with the naked eye. Zhong Ming's gaze turned cold. He saw these things, but that was only because his vision far exceeded that of an ordinary person. If Huang Ling and Xuan Hao were to encounter these things as well, it would be very dangerous. The unknown was the most dangerous.

In that short moment, Zhong Ming changed his direction and finally decided to face the endless changes. His priority right now was not to explore this strange battlefield, but to find Xuan Hao and Huang Ling and ensure their safety.

Zhong Ming made up his mind about the plan and observed the terrain nearby carefully. The place he was standing at was like the skeleton of a gigantic demonic beast. In this abyss, countless densely packed stone pillars were stretched upwards. The place was grayish-brown or black, and there was a strong stench of blood in the air.

Zhong Ming looked at the stone pillars in different directions. Carefully identifying them, he found that they probably originated from the same place, because their upper parts were stretching out recklessly. However, the more they went down, the more they bent, and they were almost at the same place.

Zhong Ming stood on top of the pillar and his vision was blocked. He could only observe this place and was unable to determine the origin of the stone pillars. This made him a little unhappy.

Zhong Ming wanted to use the Spiritual Sense to probe the terrain and the danger that he had to face. However, Zhong Ming thought that if even telepathy could be blocked in this strange place, it might mean that this place had some unknown interference, or some unknown magnetic field.

If Zhong Ming wanted to know where the two of them were, there were only two ways. First, Zhong Ming wanted to think of a way to escape. He jumped around the bottomless chasm and aimlessly searched for traces of these two people. This method was very dangerous. Perhaps in the next moment, he would be swallowed by some unknown danger in this unknown space, or fall into the abyss, or perhaps, he would not be able to find them no matter what. The first method can only be done by luck. The second method was to find the source of the obstruction. If Zhong Ming could destroy or shut down the source of his interference, then Zhong Ming could receive telepathy and could accurately hear Huang Ling's description of his position. The probability of finding them would greatly increase.

However, the second method also depended on luck. It was a problem how he could find the root of the blockage in this bottomless abyss. Even if he did manage to find the source of the disturbance and survive the unknown danger, it would still be a problem whether he could destroy it or not. The second method depends on how you can find the source of the disturbance and how you can cut off the source of the disturbance. The better method is that if you can successfully cut off the source of the disturbance, then you will be able to accurately locate the location of Huang Ling and Xuan Hao without wasting any time to find where they are.

There were two ways. One way was for the rectum to open up the brain, while the other way was for the technique flow to be more precise and reliable … Zhong Ming decided to choose the second option.

The proportion of time consumed by the two methods cannot be the same. Perhaps the first method was just a coincidence. Luck was good. He could encounter Huang Ling after walking a few steps, but the probability of that happening was very low. It was highly likely that he had met with some danger while flying around the numerous stone pillars. Even after many bitter battles, he still did not know where they were. By then, he would definitely need more time than if he were to look for the source of the disturbance. The second method was the more rational one, and Zhong Ming agreed with it.

Of course, Zhong Ming couldn't just rely on his luck to find the source of the disturbance the second way, so he might as well just sit there and wait for the mysterious person to save him. There must be a reason why the source of the disturbance could interfere with the telepathy between humans and pets. As long as anything existed in this world, it would definitely leave behind traces. Zhong Ming only needed to follow along the unusual patterns in this space to find the source of the disturbance.

However, there were plenty of unusual places in this space. For example, how the mountainous pile of corpses below the abyss had survived the passage of time; where the black-blue particles floating in the air had come from and what their effects were; what kind of animal had produced that sudden rustling sound in the air; and where the source of the stone pillars was; and whether the skeletons of certain animals had been weathered.

There was too much information, Zhong Ming couldn't figure it out immediately. He suddenly felt extremely frustrated. He was so angry that he almost wanted to roar out, even though the scene now was inappropriate.

Zhong Ming's eyes turned darker and darker. His fair face was covered by a layer of dark clouds. His sharp eyebrows revealed an irrepressible hostility as he frowned. His jawline now looked unusually sharp, adding a hint of ferocity to his overall temperament. His lips were bright red, making his face turn even paler.

If Xuan Hao, Huang Ling, or anyone else familiar with him were to stand here, they would immediately realize that something was amiss. Zhong Ming's current state was like a ferocious beast that wanted to eat people. His body was filled with a repressed dark and vicious aura, as well as a violent and fierce aura.

However, Zhong Ming didn't seem to know that his condition was different. Immersed in a sudden darkness of anger, he arched his body and quietly stood on top of the stone pillar, waiting for danger to descend, killing everything in his path.

The situation was now very clear. No matter who was hiding in the dark, Xuan Hao and Huang Ling were afraid that the situation was extremely dangerous. If Zhong Ming were to face the enemy in this state, he would probably go berserk.

As Zhong Ming expected, something unknown had already arrived.

Zhong Ming suddenly thought of something. With how dense the Yin energy was in this place, even if there were living creatures here, they would live off of their blood or flesh. After all, they weren't some demon beasts that could grow in the light. The corner of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile, and his entire face became increasingly strange. He slowly raised his palm and formed a seal with his other hand. With a wave of his hand, he cut the flesh of his palm. Fresh blood flowed down along Zhong Ming's hand.

Zhong Ming's fingers were slender and long. There wasn't much flesh and blood wrapped around the metacarpal bone, and you could clearly see the shape of the tendons and bones and the purple-blue blood vessels just by standing there. Now, Zhong Ming extended his hand out of the stone pillar with his fingertips pointing downwards. Zhong Ming extended his hand out of the stone pillar with his fingertips pointing downwards, allowing the blood to flow down.

The whole scene looked strange and beautiful. The blood on the hand and the blood on it was like a gothic brush. It was a beauty that moved one's heart at one glance, and also a dark and terrifying weirdness that made people not dare to get any closer.

Zhong Ming's actions just now were to tempt the enemy to take the initiative. Sure enough, Zhong Ming heard the rustling sounds in the air. Zhong Ming's eyes were sparkling bright. An extraordinary excitement and madness filled his eyes.

However, to his disappointment, these rustling sounds came from some black bugs. Zhong Ming's gaze was clearly filled with disappointment as he casually waved his hand and annihilated the entire army of black bugs. Zhong Ming did not even have the interest to look closely at the shapes and appearances of these black bugs. He tried his best to carefully use the Spiritual Sense to track the source of these bugs, but to no avail.

Zhong Ming became more and more agitated as his blood was still dripping.

Zhong Ming had already killed the whole batch of bugs, but the continuous dripping of blood made him feel nauseous and annoyed. The bugs were coming over, climbing up the pillar from all directions.

Although Zhong Ming wanted to kill as many as he could, the pleasure of killing bugs was limited. Zhong Ming casually waved his hands and these bugs died without a complete corpse. There was no pleasure in struggling at all. This made Zhong Ming very tired, but he still had to deal with them endlessly crawling towards him.

Zhong Ming was no longer satisfied with just a simple wave of his hand. He used his own Spiritual Energy to transform into fine needles one after another … He actually planned to string these bugs together one by one?1

Without a doubt, Zhong Ming was no longer normal. However, due to unknown reasons, no one came to save him.

Zhong Ming laid a barrier around himself, and used the thunder attributed Spiritual Energy s to condense more and more lightning needles, like rain, one after another, and scattered them towards the army of bugs.

A few black bugs on blue and purple knitwear all at once, and the scene was once disgusting. Zhong Ming was excited, he never expected the scene to be so loathsome to him, so he controlled the strings of lightning needles to fly towards the abyss, and then let the Lightning Attribute explode.

Waves after waves of disgusting black and red colored rock pillars bloomed above the abyss, forming a blackish-red colored rain.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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