Of course, Ou Yangming did not know how much of a sensation his actions had caused. It could even be considered an earthquake.

Nevertheless, there were pros and cons to this. The good thing was that he had become the Jiang family's noble guest, but the bad thing was that he had become the Blood Dragon Clan's must-kill.

At this time, the Ji family only had a small thought in their mind. How terrifying would it be for such a person who could dominate a generation to break through to become a Venerable One? Without a doubt, it would cause the Blood Dragon Clan to be overwhelmed or find it difficult to do anything to him.

Yes, at this point, Ou Yangming had begun to possess the strength to suppress a generation.

In fact, as long as he broke through to a top-grade Spiritualist, he would have some leeway against a Venerable One. Of course, it was too difficult to fight to a draw with a Venerable One. After all, the transformation of the dantian into a lake would greatly improve a cultivator's strength.

At this moment, the initiator of the uproar in the Big Ruins was fleeing rapidly.

His hair was disheveled, and his face was pale.

Ou Yangming slapped his interspatial bag, and a gentle white light was released. Afterward, a porcelain bottle was lying in his palm, and a refreshing fragrance reverberated.

He lifted his thumb up, and the fragrance of the pills became rich. He swung his right hand in the air, and 4 pills flew out. 3 pills landed in the hands of his companions, then he said softly, "Eat one each to recover some spiritual power. I don't know when they'll catch up." There was also a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Jiang Yingrong and He Jian exchanged a look. They did not act pretentious and swallowed the pills in one gulp. To them, Ou Yangming was a "wealthy man". Who would feel sorry for eating off a rich man?

As they swallowed the pill, a warm current immediately grew in their dantian. It spread to every corner of their body along with their 8 extraordinary meridians, continuously recovering the spiritual power they had consumed.

Zang Jian did not say anything. He lifted his wrist and swallowed it. His eyes immediately lit up, and he remarked softly, "I didn't expect you to have such a trick up your sleeves, Brother Yu. Given your pill refinement technique, you're not inferior to even the sect elders. In fact, you're better. It's just that..." His brows suddenly furrowed.

Hearing these words, Ou Yangming's mind thudded. He thought to himself, 'Could it be that I've been discovered? Logically speaking, he's a sword cultivator. Even if I used the Pill Peak's secret method to refine these pills, he shouldn't be able to find out!' Nonetheless, his face did not reveal the slightest bit of his thought. He asked in a deep voice, "Just what?"

Zang Jian stepped forward with his right foot. The spiritual Qi in his dantian burst out, creating an incredibly strong pushing force. He turned into a light stream as he sped off into the distance and responded, "It's just that your secret method of refining pills is somewhat similar to that of the Pill Peak, but it's much more brilliant." As he said that, he widened his eyes and looked at Ou Yangming with a puzzled expression.

Only then did Ou Yangming heave a sigh of relief in his heart. He mysteriously blinked his eyes and had an unfathomable expression on his face. "That's true! This inheritance..."

He did not finish his sentence, but Zang Jian waved his hand and blinked his eyes in response. He looked like he understood what the young fellow wanted to say.

Ou Yangming did not say anything else. He increased his speed to the maximum and fled toward the horizon.

The sun was setting, and everywhere was quiet. When the last ray of light in the sky fell, darkness engulfed from the horizon. The cursed land at night was several times more dangerous than it was in the day.

"There—quickly chase!" All of a sudden, a cry broke the silence of the night.

Dozens of Blood Horned Dragons released bloody mists from their scales. Their bodies trembled, and they pounced forward like a roc pouncing on its prey.

Dong Chenyu laughed coldly and yelled, "Warriors of the Blood Horned Dragon Clan, capture them and bring them back to the clan!"

"Yes!" The Blood Horned Dragons roared in unison.

'They just won't go away!' Ou Yangming cursed internally. On this day, he kept changing directions, but the other party was like maggots attached to a bone, thus he was unable to escape no matter how hard he tried. Helpless, the young fellow could only rush toward a dangerous land because he knew there was a chance for survival there. This was the perfect depiction of how there was no making without breaking.

The location of this danger zone was something that Jiang Yingrong had told Ou Yangming in advance.

Her original intention was to temporarily hide in this danger zone for a while. With their strength, no matter how dangerous it was, they would be able to hold on for a few days. During this period, the powerhouses of the Black Dragon Clan would certainly have received the news. As long as they delayed the time until help arrived, they would be able to get out of the dead situation.

After 15 minutes, a white vortex that was like a nebula appeared in front of Ou Yangming. In the depths of the vortex, numerous blood-colored electric arcs flashed, stirring up sparks.

Behind the vortex, there was an endless white fog that stretched to an unknown place. It was like an ancient vicious beast that had opened its bloody mouth to devour. The instant Ou Yangming and his companions saw it, their bodies turned cold as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Charge in..." Ou Yangming forcefully suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his body. He gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly.

Without any hesitation, he unleashed his potential. His body turned into a light stream, and his speed once again burst as he charged into the vortex.

The other 3 followed closely behind, taking a step into the vortex.

When Dong Chenyu saw this, he was not anxious. He raised his hand, and all the Blood Horned Dragons immediately stopped. He ordered coldly, "Guard the entrance!"

At the same time, many poisonous insects slowly flew out from the yellow sand and gathered. It was the member of the Dead Turbidity.

It was to his credit that Ou Yangming and his companions could not escape from the pursuit of the Blood Horned Dragons. He had a keen sense of smell and could pick up the rich smell of blood on the young fellow's body.

Dong Chenyu looked like he was deep in thought. He separated his fingers, and a suction force erupted. He gently grabbed downward.

Immediately, grains of yellow sand flew into his palm. With 2 fingers pressing down, they turned into ashes.

He glanced at Turbid and questioned coldly, "Will they really come out from here?"

"Don't worry. In less than 3 days, the damned human will surely escape. There's an inexplicable danger inside this white vortex. Spiritual power will be consumed at an extreme speed. Most importantly, there's only one exit in this dangerous land. As long as we guard this place, nothing will go wrong." As he spoke, a green light lit up in his eyes like a ghostly flame rising from a lonely grave.

Dong Chenyu nodded slightly. At the spur of the moment, the words "catching a turtle in a jar" appeared in his mind.

Within the white vortex, fog drifted in all directions. The white fog was like threads connecting into a single piece.

The sky, the earth, the grass, and even everything was covered by the fog. As far as one's eye could see, it was all a lonely white. Staying in such an environment for long could drive people crazy.

At the edge of the white vortex.

The 4 figures scattered and moved slowly.

After a while, Ou Yangming stopped, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes. He asked softly, "Why do I feel that the spiritual power in my body is being consumed a lot faster? Even when I probe with my mental power, I can only reach less than 33 meters. I can't see beyond that clearly." He had tried many times before he asked.

Zang Jian nodded in agreement and looked at Jiang Yingrong.

After interacting with everyone for a day, Zang Jian knew Ou Yangming was the absolute core of this small team. There was no doubt about this.

Jiang Yingrong, on the other hand, knew more. After all, the Jiang family was one of the strongest human forces in the Big Ruins. She had read collected Daoist scriptures since she was young, so she naturally had a wide range of knowledge. That was why Zang Jian looked at her at this time.

Before Jiang Yingrong could answer, He Jian had answered.

His face was full of vicissitudes of life and traces of time. He looked into the distance and looked at the rolling fog in the distance as he explained, "This kind of white vortex will continue to devour surrounding spiritual power to become bigger." As he said that, he opened his palm and gently held some white fog.

Following that, he added, "And the thing that absorbs the spiritual power of cultivators is the white fog drifting in this vortex."

"White fog?" Zang Jiang raised his voice by a few degrees, and a suspicious look appeared on his face.

"Yes!" He Jian nodded. Both of them were carrying sword cases on their backs. No matter how one looked at it, this was a bit strange.

Jiang Yingrong did not say anything, and her face was full of worry.

At this moment, the bright light in Ou Yangming's eyes gathered. He rolled up his long sleeves, and colorful starlights spread out. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be numerous meticulously carved formation boards. They were full of charm. The formation boards drew slender and perfect arcs as they descended from the sky, enveloping an area of hundreds of meters. The arcs interweaved into a net, and majestic spiritual power spread out in all directions.

"Disperse!" Ou Yangming gently exhaled a breath of green air, and a rune node beside him instantly lit up.

All of a sudden, a gentle breeze blew away the fog in the formation, and a piece of black land was revealed. It was covered with crushed stones.

Jiang Yingrong's lips seemed to be covered with sand. She looked at He Jian in surprise and asked, "Brother Yu even knows about formations?" She felt that it was ridiculous. 'He knows how to refine pills and flying carpets, and he's not inferior to a Daoist disciple. On top of that, he even knows how to set up formations... How does he have so much energy? Isn't this too ridiculous?' She looked at Ou Yangming as if he was a monster.

She did not know Ou Yangming had a spiritual world unique to the Phoenixes. His ability to sneakily learn from others was too much like a cheat code.

As long as he wanted to learn something, with a little deduction, he could immediately do it well or even better.

When He Jian heard this, he smiled bitterly and nodded. "Yes, so my evaluation before wasn't too much, right?"

"It was indeed not too much..." Jiang Yingrong thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

She was proud and confident but in front of Ou Yangming, she was only playing a supporting role.

Just as her thoughts were rolling in her mind, Ou Yangming's calm voice was heard, disrupting her thoughts. "Come in!"

The corner of her mouth curled up, and a strange look appeared in her eyes. Her heart was full of wonder, and she stepped into the formation. This was also because she trusted Ou Yangming. Otherwise, stepping into a formation master's formation was no different from courting death. Once the formation was formed, the formation master would be the master of the formation and become a god-like existence. So far, it was worth noting that the formation the young fellow had set up could easily trap a top-grade Spiritualist.

Zang Jian took 2 deep breaths and looked at Ou Yangming deeply, and a faint bitterness appeared in his heart.

Even with the powerful nature of a sword cultivator, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

'Can I really catch up to him?'

However, the thought was instantly crushed.

Since he was a Daoist disciple, he had to have the heart of a Daoist disciple.

No matter how difficult his future path was, it could not make him have the slightest bit of fear and retreat.

Ou Yangming's strength would only make him more diligent and hard-working. It would only become the motivation for him to be brave and radical.