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Name:Immortal Asura Author:
Just as Zhang Yan's voice fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the mountain, for some reason, no one knew where it came from, but in a moment, it was suspended in the mountain range, and all the trees around were bent down, although Zhang Yan and Meng Yao were walking in the forest, they could still feel that the wind was extremely strong, and almost caused them to be unable to stand still.

This howl of the yin wind continued for nearly an hour, and during this period, many ancient trees had been blown down by this gale, so Zhang Yan and Meng Yao could only barely travel in the gale, and after an hour they had passed a mountain, and when the gale finally stopped, everything was quiet again.

Zhang Yan could not help but lean against the tree to rest for a while. Then, Zhang Yan said with a sigh: "The weather in the Yellow Spring Road is really abnormal, it's just saying it's a cloudy day and a windy day, and yet the clouds above our heads are not scattered by the strong wind, instead, these clouds become even thicker, which makes Zhang Yan feel that it's extremely strange.

Zhang Yan quickly hurried along with Meng Yao, while asking the Pure Heart Lotus with suspicion, "Why is it suddenly raining here in the Bao Du Mountain? [The drop of rain actually contains a soul attack? Isn't that a bit too strange?]

The Pure Heart Lotus heard and said: "That's because the rain was man-made."

"Manmade?" Zhang Yan asked in shock: "Who has such great ability to control the weather in nature?"

"Other than Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi, who do you think has the ability to do so in the Bao Du Mountain Veins? Or perhaps, who do you think has the guts to do so?"

"Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi? What on earth is he trying to do? " Zhang Yan asked suspiciously.

"Although Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi is a Ghost Emperor, he doesn't want to bother with those wandering ghosts in the Yellow Spring Road as they are the things that Zhou Qi hates the most. Thus, he made it so that a rain like this would occasionally fall on the veins of the Bao Du Mountain that he resided in order to drive away those wandering ghosts that had entered the vicinity of the Bao Du Mountain. This rain is also known as the Soul Repellent Rain."

"Even if it's the Ghost King, they would still be annihilated by the Soul Repellent Rain, so no one would even dare step half a step into the Bao Du Mountain. At the same time, the Soul Repellent Rain would take effect on the demon beasts or humans, since we are all living beings with souls, as long as they are living beings with souls, they would be suppressed by the Soul Repellent Rain, and when Zhou Qi released the Soul Repellent Rain, it would also mean that there is something that Zhou Qi hates that entered the Bao Du Mountain's veins, and Zhou Qi would be able to detect it."

"Did we get discovered?" Wouldn't that mean we're in danger? " Zhang Yan immediately asked with trepidation.

The Pure Heart Lotus heard and said: "We shouldn't have been discovered. If we were, would you still be standing here? We were captured by Zhou Qi long ago. "

Zhang Yan felt that the Pure Heart Lotus's words made sense, and he couldn't help but let go of the worry in his heart. Using the Soul Repellent Rain as a cover, they quickly rushed to Bao Du Mountain.

All of the life forms of the Bao Du Mountain fled, hiding among the rats. All of them were beloved because they did not want to be showered by the Soul Repellent Rain, and the little ghosts that accidentally entered the Bao Du Mountain screamed as they ran towards their coats. Some of them were slow in escaping, but were showered by the Soul Repellent Rain.

The might of the Soul Repellent Rain was useless to Zhang Yan, but to other people, it was still an extremely powerful soul attack. All the life forms in the Bao Du Mountain seemed to have hidden themselves in fear, while Zhang Yan remained safe in the Bao Du Mountain Veins that were everywhere, and quickly walked towards the center.

As for the people who were chasing and killing Meng Yao, they had already disappeared without a trace.

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