Outside the balconies, the mist vortex spun wildly.

These balconies were like small boats in the waves, swaying in the storm as if they would be overturned by the waves at any time.

The black vortex flickered with fine black electric arcs inch by inch from the top to the bottom. The electric arcs overlapped and interweaved like a net. At the bottom of the vortex, scarlet dots could be faintly seen, emitting waves of rumbling sounds. Nonetheless, when one heard them, they sounded like a lone wolf crying under the moon, which made one's heart shudder. One's body seemed to have fallen into a dark abyss as if there were countless monsters coming to devour them.

If someone were to look down from the sky at this time, they would be shocked to discover that the black fog around the Black Fog Mountain that was 3 kilometers tall was constantly rotating. It was like an upside-down cyclone, constantly sucking in the surrounding spiritual Qi, cultivators, and magical treasures.

Inside the black fog, there were actually brightly colored poisonous insects. Their shapes were queer, their expressions were ferocious, and their eyes were filled with bloodlust. When a cultivator was sucked into the fog, they would swarm over and devour that cultivator.

With a flash of thought, Ou Yangming released his mental power and entered the states of the integration of Heaven and man, as well as the thoroughly meticulous.

He clasped his hands together and cast all sorts of mysterious magic arts. Stepping on the void, he took another step forward. His eyes suddenly focused as he coldly uttered, "Suck!"

Before his voice could fade away, the poisonous pill's world seemed to have turned into an enormous black hole. It exploded with a powerful suction force that tore at the black vortex. The black fog looked like long snakes that were quickly devoured by the poisonous pill's world.

Even so, the fog around the Black Fog Mountain was as dense as the hair of an ox. In a short time, even with the poisonous pill's world, it could not be completely devoured.

At the spur of the moment, a sudden change occurred. Innumerable poisonous insects that were as dense as rain and as yellow sand darted out from the black fog and charged toward the balcony. The instant they came into contact with the balcony, they seemed to have crashed into an invisible barrier, after which, their bodies turned red and hot. Following this, they began to burn fiercely. Flames filled the sky and transformed into the most brilliant blaze.

Nevertheless, when the poisonous insects in the black fog saw this, not only were they not afraid, but the fierceness in their eyes became even more intense.

Even if they threw themselves into the fire, they were still not afraid.

They were burnt until they stank, and a nauseating smell spread out in all directions.

1, 2... Tens of thousands of poisonous insects connected. They were not afraid of death and like a violent storm, they brazenly crashed into the balcony!

This time, the entire balcony shook violently.

The remaining cultivators turned pale. It was as if their strength had been drained. The fear in their hearts had reached its peak.

They had seen their companions being devoured by the poisonous insects and witnessed how their companions suffered fates worse than death and turned into blooming bright flowers. The suffering and space brought by this were indeed difficult to bear.

He Jian's mental power merged into the balcony. Not long after, he found that the invisible barrier was coming out from the restriction under the balcony. It seemed to have a natural hatred for the poisonous insects. In other words, it could temporarily stop the insects.

He shook his head and was amazed. He dispelled this thought and turned his eyes to Ou Yangming. Looking at the young fellow's back, he thought to himself, 'So many lives are in your hands. You must succeed!'

The old man had a vague guess about this sudden disaster, but he was not sure.

"Suck! Suck!" In the air, Ou Yangming glanced at the balcony and growled in a low voice.

The spiritual Qi in his dantian emitted a seven-colored light and was secretly sent into the poisonous pill's world. It allowed the green Qi in the sky to fuse with the turbid Qi on the ground, creating a reversal force that made the suction force from the poisonous pill's world even stronger. Immediately, plenty of black fog was sucked into it.

At this moment, tens of thousands of poisonous insects were like a surging river, biting at Ou Yangming.

Behind them, vines as thick as wrists also shot out from the bottom of the vortex. They twined around each other and grew crazily as if they had filled the whole world.

By taking a closer look, one could see that the vines were covered in a layer of white mucus and carried a faint scarlet color. A rotten aura spread out.

Nevertheless, for some unknown reason, the vines gave Ou Yangming a malevolent feeling as if they had their own thoughts.

Upon seeing this, not only did Ou Yangming not retreat, but he also snorted coldly. A cold glint flashed across his eyes.

Ou Yangming's aura sank, and his heart guarded his soul. His body bent like a plow, and his back drew a terrifying arc. His right fist seemed to be wrapped in a dark light as it blasted forward. Spiritual Qi exploded, and an incredibly powerful tearing force exploded. Wherever it passed, the poisonous insects and vines collapsed, turning into ashes that filled the sky and being sucked into the fog vortex.

The power of this attack could make many top-grade Spiritualists break out in cold sweats.

As for the poisonous pill's spirit, it was moving around with ease inside the black fog. It was like a true dragon entering the sea, or like a fierce tiger returning to the mountain.

It continuously swallowed the black fog, and the suction force it emitted became stronger. Under the circumstances, the situation gradually stabilized.

After feeling the state of the poisonous pill's spirit, Ou Yangming finally let out a long sigh of relief. His expression became calmer.

Just as he thought that the disaster would be resolved in this way, there was a loud bang. The universe shook without warning, and the black fog moved even faster.

A red glow flickered in the depths of the black fog. It was as if it had stimulated the nerves of the poisonous insects, causing them to become crazy. The madness in them reached its peak, and they gathered. The black fog, which seemed to be blotting out the sun, rushed toward the balconies. Subsequently, many poisonous insects crashed into the barrier and crackled as they burned. Spiritual Qi exploded within their bodies while explosions rang out incessantly. The invisible barrier flickered with a dim light and suddenly, a tiny crack appeared as if the barrier would shatter at any moment.

"This... I don't want to die!" A female cultivator's heart trembled, and her body went limp. She fell to the ground and was sucked out by the suction force from the vortex.

The poisonous insects that filled the sky instantly closed in, entering her body through her pores, orifices, and scalp.

A shrill scream instantly reverberated in the air, and her beautiful, fair face withered bit by bit.

Vines grew out of her body, interweaving into a large cocoon covered in pale red vines. Beautiful and bright flowers bloomed. These were flowers that had her flesh and blood as their foundation, her spiritual Qi as their source, and her life as the price. They were desolate and cold.

It would be fine if that was all but countless vines were still ramming into the restriction under the balcony.

"Bang!" With a loud sound, gravel and rocks flew everywhere. With just one strike, the restriction was on the verge of collapsing.

After 3 strikes, the restriction carved under the balcony collapsed inch by inch. Rocks flew into the air and more than half of the balcony was destroyed. Despite that, it was still floating in the air.

Magic tools, talismans, and unusual treasures were thrown out. The light was so bright that it killed the poisonous insects.

Having said that, more cultivators were swallowed by the black fog, and they screamed miserably. The Black Fog Mountain had become a hell on earth. Furthermore, even some of the remaining cultivators were wrapped by a strong suction force, and their bodies could not be controlled. They flew toward the vortex, and the situation was dangerous.

Upon seeing this, Ou Yangming gritted his teeth, and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes. He roared softly, "The situation's too critical. I can't care about that anymore!"

After slightly adjusting his Qi momentum, a scorching wave of air spread out from his body, distorting the air within 3 meters from him. He mobilized the Heavenly Phoenix Fire and twined it around him like a spinning top. He gathered his Qi and exhaled, pressing his palm down.

The Heavenly Phoenix Fire spread out, igniting the spiritual Qi, the poisonous insects, and the vines in the vortex.

What was more frightening was the vortex formed by the black fog emitted a powerful suction force and sucked in the Heavenly Phoenix Fire. In an instant, the black vortex burned fiercely.

Ou Yangming stepped on the flames. His white clothes were like snow. Under the illumination of the fire, he looked like a deity who controlled flames.

He pinched his hands together, dazzling everyone as he exhaled and said, "Poisonous pill's spirit, suck!"

Without the spiritual Qi, poisonous insects, and vines, the vortex only lasted for 2 breaths before it was sucked clean by the poisonous pill's spirit.

The surviving cultivators felt their bodies become light, so they leaped and stepped on the broken balcony. They still had lingering fear when they recalled the previous scene.

Ou Yangming secretly took back the poisonous pill's spirit. The little guy seemed to have eaten its fill and fell into a deep sleep.

He moved and walked to the balcony!

Each time he took a step, a flame would appear under his feet and support his body.

From a distance, it looked like a god was stepping on flames, leaving steps made of flames in the air.

This was the Heavenly Phoenix FIre—the lord of all flames!

"This... This..." A Rudimentary Spiritualist stuttered with a crazy look on his face. He could not find any words to describe it.

Not only him but all the cultivators who saw this were lost for words. However, this scene had been deeply engraved into their bones and souls, and they would never forget it.

He Jian smiled bitterly and thought to himself, 'Brother Yu, just how many more surprises are you going to show me?

'Is this what a true God-favored one is like? Having a foundation as profound as the ocean that no one would ever be able to figure out?'

Ou Yangming made him feel like that was the case. One would never know what kind of energy he would display.

Ke Xinyue's eyes lit up. She only felt that Ou Yangming's figure was the only one left in the world. He was exceptionally dazzling as though he could suppress sunlight.

At this moment, everyone on the balcony felt a strong sense of worship toward Ou Yangming. "Crack", a light sound was heard as Ou Yangming took a step onto the balcony. With a light wave of his sleeve, he said in a calm voice, "Disperse!"

As soon as his voice fell, the staircase made of flames dispersed with the wind. It was like a dream that never appeared before.

He took a step forward and walked to He Jian's side. He chuckled and asked, "Senior He, are you alright?"

He Jian's expression was complicated, and his face changed. In the end, he spat out a mouthful of foul air and noted in a deep voice, "Freak!"

Ou Yangming touched the tip of his nose, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. He did not know how to answer because from a certain perspective, he was a freak indeed.