Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

The entire high platform was shrouded in a black formation barrier.

Outside the barrier, two figures stood in the air.

One is seven feet tall, and the other is more than two feet tall.

It was Yuan Hao and Feng Ying.

The two demons had obviously attacked the formation barrier, but to no avail.

"It seems that the two of us alone cannot break through this formation by force." Feng Ying said.

Yuan Hao said, "What should we do?"

Feng Ying frowned and pondered for a moment before saying.

"The only feasible way at the moment is for you and me to retreat temporarily, hide in the dark, and wait for the human race to arrive. Once the human race successfully cracks the formation, we will take the opportunity to fight for the body of the holy demon."

Hearing this, Yuan Hao felt a little unwilling.

"We went through all the trouble to find a demon with the blood of the holy demon in the vast sea. With the guidance of the blood of the holy demon, we arrived here one step ahead of the human race. The corpse of the holy demon is right in front of us. How can we have such a great opportunity? Give up lightly. If the four Nascent Soul cultivators from the human race arrive together, it will be difficult for you and me to snatch the body of the holy demon again."

The corner of Feng Ying's mouth curled up slightly, "The human race is not as united as you think. Once there are more of them, they will fight among themselves. When they fight to the point of losing both sides, we will come and reap the benefits."

Yuan Hao stared at the corpse coffin in the formation, his eyes full of eagerness. He didn't want to retreat, but he couldn't think of a better way, so he could only nod in agreement.

"Okay, just as you said. I hope everything goes as smoothly as you said."

The two of them discussed their countermeasures and then slowly retreated.

To Jing Wuming's relief, the two demons did not retreat in the direction where he was, but instead went deeper into the cave hall.

After the two demons walked away, Jing Wuming stared at the high platform, frowning in thought.

Unlike the two demons, he had already made thorough preparations before entering the secret realm. Not only was he proficient in formations, he also bought a forbidden-breaking bead at a high price.

Therefore, he is still somewhat confident in cracking the high platform formation.

But right now, two fourth-level monsters were lurking aside, watching eagerly; naturally, he couldn't break the formation rashly.

Otherwise, the treasure will not be obtained by then, but it may be killed by the monster.

Jing Wuming slowly retreated back to the bronze door.

With a thought in his mind, a burst of mana flew out.

The bronze door slowly closed under the pull of magic power.

"Click!" There was a soft sound.

The bronze door is closed tightly.

Jing Wuming continued to move forward for several miles and hid in a cave to the east of the Bronze Gate.

Since the two big monsters want to reap the benefits, then why can't he be the 'oriole'.

A few hours later, the bronze door opened again.

It was Xing Gaohan and Xing Wenyao who came after Jing Wuming.

\\"Jing Wuming is one step ahead of us, why is this bronze door closed?\\"

After the two passed through the bronze door and arrived at the cave, Xing Wenyao asked doubtfully.

"I'm afraid Jing Wuming did it on purpose, pretending that no one was here yet." Xing Gaohan said.

A sneer appeared on Xing Wenyao's face.

"I'm afraid he would never have imagined that we have a ghost fox in our hands who would track his aura to this point."

Xing Gaohan said, "It's better to be cautious and don't be careless."

Xing Wenyao nodded and asked, "Which direction should we go?"

Xing Gaohan pointed to the west, "It should be in this direction."

The two of them thought that Jing Wuming was ahead, and fearing to disturb each other, they restrained their breath and slowly headed west.

In less than half a stick of incense, they arrived at the cave hall where the high platform was located.

Since there was no attack, the black formation barrier on the high platform has disappeared.

"Why is Jing Wuming not seen?" Xing Wenyao asked.

Xing Gaohan shook his head and did not answer immediately. His eyes scanned around the high platform carefully.

After a while, Xing Gaohan said, "The traces left after someone made a move on the ground are still very fresh. It shouldn't have been long since the other party left, only a few hours."

Xing Wenyao frowned, "Could it be that Jing Wuming was unable to crack the formation here and had no choice but to retreat?"

"It should be like this." Xing Gaohan said.

Xing Wenyao asked, "Then where did he go?"

Xing Gaohan said, "This is the core of the entire secret realm and the most precious treasure. Jing Wuming cannot give up easily. He is most likely hiding somewhere nearby. Jing Wuming alone is nothing to be afraid of! You concentrate on solving the problem Formation, I will protect you."

"good!"

Obviously, the Xing family had already obtained some information about this formation during their previous exploration of the secret realm.

Xing Wenyao came prepared.

He flew to the high platform, called out nine small flags, and began to decipher the formation on the high platform.

Under his control, nine small flags fell around the high platform.

A bright blue light bloomed on the small flag, like nine spiritual snakes, winding towards the center of the high platform.

In an instant, the black barrier appeared again on the high platform.

A large amount of black light surged from the barrier, blocking all nine green lights.

Xing Wenyao was not in a hurry and controlled the nine small flags in an orderly manner.

Time passed by minute by second, and under the continuous attacks of cyan light, the black light released by the formation was gradually consumed.

Three days later, a slight "click" sound was heard, and a slight crack appeared on the black barrier.

Xing Wenyao's eyes flashed with joy.

He took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and activated the nine-handled flag again.

As he moved, the crack gradually expanded, and finally with a muffled "boom", the black barrier completely collapsed and dissipated.

The formation was broken!

Xing Wenyao stood up and stared at the high platform with burning eyes.

Xing Gaohan, who was monitoring the surroundings not far away, also turned his head and looked over, with a look of surprise on his face that could not be concealed.

Xing Gaohan flew up and quickly rushed towards the high platform.

Xing Wenyao also wanted to get up and fly to the high platform, but was stopped by Xing Gaohan's words.

"Wen Yao, just stay here and be careful around me. I'll go get the Demon Soul Breaking Pill."

Hearing this, Xing Wenyao looked at Xing Gaohan passing over his head, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.

Xing Gaohan flew above the sarcophagus, and everything inside the sarcophagus came into view.

In the sarcophagus, lay the corpse of a monster beast that was more than three feet tall.

The monster has a horse head, antlers, a snake body, a lion tail, and four hooves. It is somewhat similar to the legendary mythical beast Bai Ze.

The corpse of the monster seemed to have been sealed by some force. It was extremely well preserved and had not decayed due to the passage of time.

The four chains extending from the high platform to the sarcophagus had their ends pierced into the monster's hooves.

The square stone pillar that goes straight to the dome is right on top of the monster.

The chains and stone pillars seemed to be designed to suppress the corpse.

However, how could a dead monster beast need to be suppressed.

There is only one possibility. The chains and stone pillars were used to suppress and imprison the monster when it was still alive.

"Sure enough, it's the Wind Thunder Golden Eyed Beast." Xing Gaohan whispered to himself.