The black fog spun rapidly, giving off waves of rumbling sounds.

Countless electric arcs flashed, stirring up sparks, and the speed of the rotation suddenly exploded. The electric arcs were like numerous sharp blades cutting on everyone's skin, making it impossible for them to open their eyes. Even Intermediate Spiritualists had to use all their strengths to resist this powerful suction force as if they were treading on thin ice.

Seeing an Advanced Spiritualist being sucked into the black fog by the green vines was indescribably shocking.

Moreover, less than 10% of the people who were on the huge balcony previously were left. They were all Rudimentary Spiritualists and were unable to resist the suction force at all.

Other than Ou Yangming and a few others, everyone thought in despair, 'This time, we'll probably have to die here.'

Such a death was worse than dying on a battlefield, where one could at least earn a reputation. This? Not even a piece of their flesh would be left.

"Hold on tight and don't let go!"

On the balcony, Ke Yanshuo held onto Ke Xinyue tightly. His fingers were clenched so tightly that they were turning purple.

Ke Yanshuo and Ke Xinyue were blood siblings. They grew up in a wealthy family. The Ke family was located at the edge of a known region of the Big Ruins and could be considered a first-class aristocratic family. There were 2 top-grade Spiritualists in the clan, and their influence spanned over 50 kilometers. Ke Yanshuo had been talented since he was young. Though Ke Xinyue's talent was average, she had always been arrogant ever since she was young and had always raised her head proudly.

At this moment, Ke Xinyue no longer had the arrogant look she had before. Her long eyelashes blinked, and her eyes were filled with tears, making her look pitiful.

"Brother, the spiritual Qi in my dantian has been exhausted. I'm so tired, and I don't have any more strength." Her voice was no longer arrogant as she started to sound like a normal person.

"No matter what, you have to hold on. If you're sucked into it, you'll suffer a fate worse than death," Ke Yanshuo uttered. His heart was already filled with fear, but he pretended not to care and comforted her.

Right at this moment, the suction force from the black fog vortex increased greatly.

Ke Xinyue's head became heavy, and her body went limp. Even her last bit of strength was exhausted. With a crisp sound, she let go of her hand and was sucked out by the suction force.

"No—" Ke Yanshuo's eyes were red as he roared at the sky but there was nothing he could do.

The cold wind entered her mouth, and she woke up. She was filled with despair. Cold sweat broke out on her pores as she thought to herself, 'Am I going to die just like this? I don't want to die! I still have a lot of things to do? Besides, this way of dying is too ugly…'

Tears flowed out of her eyes. They did not roll down her cheeks but were sucked into the whirlpool. They turned into wisps of water vapor and disappeared.

'Who will save me?' She prayed in her heart and kept on praying.

'I promise to be a well-bred lady from a noble family in the future. I'll cultivate well, I won't be picky with my food, and I won't speak in an overbearing manner.' Her mind was filled with all kinds of complicated thoughts. Strange thoughts emerged.

'If anyone saves me now, I'll recognize him as my dual cultivation partner!' She growled in her heart and made a decision.

He Jian's throat moved slightly, and he took half a step forward. He began to gather his Qi and was about to make his move.

Ou Yangming saw He Jian's subtle movement and shook his head. "Forget it. No matter what, she helped me once, and she didn't have any bad intentions." Furthermore, he did not want to leave a cold and heartless image in He Jian's heart. Since the old man also wanted to save the lady, he might do him a favor.

After all, as long as He Jian became a Venerable One, he would be a great help to Ou Yangming.

He believed that as long as He Jian broke the shackles and overcame the Heavenly Disaster to become a Venerable One, an ordinary Venerable One would not be able to block the old man's sword.

With this thought in mind, Ou Yang Ming took a step forward, tapped the balcony with the tip of his foot, and leaped lightly.

He looked like a roc with its wings spread. He pounced forward, and the spiritual Qi in his dantian exploded. Instantly, his meridians circulated, and his speed burst out even more fiercely.

This was unimaginably shocking. There was instantly an uproar.

"Is... Is he crazy? He actually dared to fly away from the balcony when there's such a strong suction force. He's simply courting death!"

"Yeah, that Advanced Spiritualist from before didn't even manage to escape using the Blood Flight!"

...

These cultivators' expressions were complicated. There were all kinds of looks on their faces. Some were mocking the young fellow, some were worried, and some were happy... Different faces of life in the world could be seen.

Nonetheless, among all of them, the one with the most complicated expression was still the stern middle-aged man.

'Why is it him?' He yelled internally, making his face feel like it was on fire. It was a burning pain.

Especially when he thought of his attitude toward the young fellow earlier, his heart felt bitter.

He never would have thought that the seemingly ordinary young man was such a great powerhouse. 'How old is he?' He wondered. The world in his mind seemed to have collapsed.

In the sky, Ou Yangming pulled his body away and rolled up the fog. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes. He simply dissipated all the spiritual Qi in his body that was resisting the suction force. In an instant, his speed reached its peak.

He put his arm around Ke Xinyue's slender waist that was as thin as a willow. A faint fragrance of a virgin reverberated in his nose.

Ke Xinyue's pupils contracted, and her face was filled with disbelief. Her mind was blank, and she twisted her body subconsciously.

After 2 breaths, she recovered from her shock and screamed, "This... This... Why is it you!" She had reached the point of incoherent speech. One could imagine how shocked she was.

If she did not know Ou Yangming, she would not have been like this.

Most importantly, she had even mocked Ou Yangming twice.

"Don't move!" Ou Yangming's voice was cold and emotionless. Even with the soft fragrance in his arms, he did not have any misgivings in his heart.

He did not have a good impression of this unruly and arrogant woman, so he would not speak softly.

Ke Xinyue did not dare to move anymore. Her hands were tightly wrapped around Ou Yangming's shoulders, and her long eyelashes started to tremble.

A tyrannical devouring power erupted from the Black Fog Vortex and gushed toward Ou Yangming as if it could suck in everything in the world. At the same time, green vines twirled toward him.

Ou Yangming's body moved uncontrollably towards the black fog vortex. He felt the pulling power on his body and looked at the green vines in the black fog. He inhaled 2 mouthfuls of cold air consecutively, then the Heavenly Phoenix Fire in his body burned fiercely. Afterward, the young fellow mobilized the spiritual Qi in his Dantian and gathered it in his left palm. His face turned cold as he roared in a low voice, "Break!"

Before he finished, he pushed his left hand outward.

A white light flashed in his palm, and the forceful spiritual Qi exploded.

It shattered the pulling force and the vines at the same time, and it produced a tremendous pushing force.

Ou Yangming's eyes lit up, and he stepped on the air. His body moved a few times and landed on the balcony.

"This... This is too dreamy, isn't it?" An Intermediate Spiritualist's voice dragged out, his face full of disbelief.

"Yeah, it's hard to imagine. This person... What's this person's cultivation base?" The cultivators who witnessed this had the same thought.

Ou Yangming looked as if he did not hear them. He glanced at Ke Yanshuo and said, "Take care of her." His face did not change at all. His voice was cold as if they had never interacted before.

Ke Yanshuo quickly nodded in agreement. He was pleasantly surprised.

Not only was Ke Xinyue not angry, but she also thought to herself, 'So cool.'

Ou Yangming's figure flashed and appeared beside He Jian. He frowned and thought of a way to break out of this situation.

He Jian's expression was dark as he said, "Brother Ou, time is of the essence. Follow behind me. I'll try to see if I can slash apart the black fog and vines behind me."

As his voice spread out, everyone was delighted.

At this moment, an anxious thought came from the poisonous pill's world. Ou Yangming was stunned at first, then his face revealed a pleasantly surprised expression.

He lightly waved his sleeve and said with a chuckle, "Senior He, watch me break through this vortex!" As he said this, his face was full of confidence as if it could break the sky. An indescribable charm was emitted from his body, making people unable to look away.

If someone else had said such a thing, He Jian would have scoffed.

However, when Ou Yangming said it, for some reason, his words were mighty as if they could crush a mountain.

What was mighty was not the words but the person who said them.

At this moment, Ou Yangming was dazzling as if he had gathered all the good fortune in the world. Even his body seemed to be covered with a layer of faint radiance.

Staring at Ou Yangming's back in a daze, Ke Xinyue thought of the decision she had made between life and death. Her face was slightly red, and her eyes seemed to be limpid, carrying an inexplicable deep meaning.

Even some of the cultivators who had doubts about Ou Yangming swallowed the words in their throats when they saw this.

Ou Yangming did not understand the complicated emotions of everyone. He lightly moved his steps, and a mist spread out from his body.

He secretly used his mental power to wrap the poisonous pill's spirit, then he quietly released it from his interspatial bag and let it assimilate into the black vortex.

His eyes flashed, and he pretended to shout softly, "Fear the heaven's might as 2 complementary forces generate 4 aggregates. With my conception as the guide, wind, rise!" In the wind, he was dressed in white. As the word "rise" was uttered, he stepped in the air and out of the balcony.

With a gentle wave of his sleeve, the Black Fog Mountain was blown into a violent wind, and streaks of black fog were torn out like green smoke.

This scene was so shocking that the cultivators on the balcony went blank as if the whole world was shaking.

The 2 Advanced Spiritualists on the balcony at the front looked at each other at the same time. They saw the fear in each other's eyes and lowered their voices to the lowest. "Brother Xu, given your cultivation base, could you have stepped out of the balcony to save someone?"

After hearing the question, the man holding the huge ax pondered for a moment and shook his head. "Brother Wen, you think too highly of me. If I step out of the balcony, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back, let alone save someone."

"Then do you think this person can break through the vortex?" The man asked again.

The man holding the huge ax smiled bitterly and responded, "Brother Wen, I don't know divination or astrology. You're asking the wrong person."

He turned around and looked at Ou Yangming's slightly skinny back.

As though he saw a majestic and heavy mountain weighing down on his heart, he felt like he was trapped in water, unable to breathe.

Even He Jian's eyes revealed a look of shock. He secretly guessed, 'Could it be that Brother Yu perfected the 5 elements and could evolve them into wind and thunder? A single word from him becomes the law of the world? Borrowing the universe's power in advance... This is impossible. He's only an Advanced Spiritualist so how could he do this? How could he have reached the boundary of a Venerable One?' He could not figure it out no matter what...

His mind was in a mess.

The words "wind, rise" seemed to have been engraved on his bones by a sharp carving knife.

After all, the previous scene had brought too much shock. No matter how hard he tried, it could not be erased from his mind.