As soon as they thought of it, after exploring a section of the road in Zhenlongquan, everyone stopped to rest, and Yan Zhao Ge sat cross-legged.

  In the crowd, Ye Jing's eyes were fixed on Yan Zhao Ge.

  "One day I will surpass you, let's see if at that time you can still maintain your high and mighty, disdainful proud face..."

  Apart from old grievances, Ye Jing at this time, when facing Yan Zhao Ge, has a strange feeling that is hard to describe.

  A little bit of sympathy, but more often awkwardness and disgust.

  It's as if they were born to be at odds with each other, making him subconsciously feel suppressed and uncomfortable.

  "It just so happens that the True Flame Ember he mentioned earlier in the Shanmen Execution Grounds is also of great use to me." Ye Jing thought to himself, "If it falls into his hands and I have to go beg him for it, wouldn't that be too humiliating..."

  Ye Jingzheng thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes widened gradually.

  Sī Kōng Qíng and others also discovered that something was amiss at this time. Yàn Zhāo Gē, at this moment, was actually inhaling the black fog that everyone else was avoiding in fear!

  This behavior is like drinking poison to them!

  As for others' thoughts, Yan Zhao Song didn't care. He looked inward and saw that the chaotic energy within his body was gathering under the control of his secret technique, forming a sand wheel that spun ceaselessly with the surging of the chaotic energy.

  During the rotation process, the whirlwind in Yan Zhao's body was polished by this sand wheel, becoming increasingly sharp and showing a tendency to penetrate through his body!

  "It's great, compared to normal practice, the efficiency has increased by three to five times or more. Although it only applies to the current stage of internal and external circulation, it can also save me a lot of time. The realm of External Circulation Master is within sight."

  Yanzhao's song nodded in satisfaction, temporarily stopping his practice, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that everyone was looking at him with a mixture of shock and confusion.

  "It's so easy to attract attention by not taking the usual path..." Yan Zhao hummed, thinking to himself: "This cool and carefree life of my brother's really doesn't need any explanation."

  A young disciple's eyes flashed with enlightenment: "The Dragon Spring is experiencing an unusual change, the black fog is more turbulent than in previous years, and unprecedented changes are occurring, mysterious and unpredictable."

  "Brother Yan is absorbing the misty energy into his body. Is he going to carefully ponder its subtleties in this way? But this is really too reckless!"

  Yanzhao Song was slightly stunned for a moment, and at the brain-supplementing ability of the masses, he was also speechless for a while.

  Everyone suddenly understood and nodded in unison: "So that's how it is."

  Ye Jing was still somewhat perplexed, his fingers subconsciously rubbing the dark red ring on his hand.

  Seeing his appearance, Yan Zhao Ge didn't notice it was for everyone, and quickly rolled her eyes: "There really is a ring..."

  Ye Jing was able to rise rapidly and quickly improve his cultivation, also having strange encounters and secret methods. Perhaps he wasn't even clear about the Yan Zhao song's method, but he put himself in others' shoes and couldn't help but have some associations.

  However, Yan Zhao Ge did not take it to heart.

  Others exclaimed in admiration: "Even a powerful master who surpasses Yan Shixiong's cultivation might not dare to directly inhale the black mist like that?"

  To them, the black fog that could take their lives at any moment was as if it didn't matter to the Yan Zhao song.

  "In short, don't blindly imitate others, or you'll open the door to thieves and invite wolves into your home, which will be dangerous." Yan Zhao Ge stood up, brushed off his clothes, and took the lead in walking, with everyone else hastily following behind.

  At this time, a tall and majestic figure rushed from behind, catching up with Yan Zhao Ge and his party, it was Ah Hu.

  The Yan Zhao song did not stop, still walking at a steady pace, Ah Hu came to his side and whispered: "Young master, there is news."

  "Not yet confirmed, but there are rumors that after Xiao Bi, a new junior disciple inside the gate, Ye Jing entered Shi Changlao's Fa Eye."

  Yanzhao Song heard this and turned his head to glance at Ah Hu.

  Ah Hu nodded: "It's said that Shi Lao likes his self-improving growth experience and his unyielding character, and plans to observe him for a while longer, with the intention of taking him as a direct disciple."

  Yanzhao Song burst out laughing: "No wonder..."

  This elder is not the same as that elder, this Shi elder, and the Cui elder before him, let alone the chief elder who governs Dongtang country, are completely different levels.

  Cui Zhanglao was just a vice elder, one of those who had been tempered by the trials of time.

  The leader of the Eastern Tang State, the elder with the most prestige, and also the elder who shocked the entire Sky East Continent.

  Shi Changlao is the head elder of the Punishment Hall within the sect, in charge of the rules and regulations, punishment and law enforcement of the entire Guang Sheng Mountain faction. In terms of rank, he is equal to Dongzhou Elder, but his power is greater and his strength is stronger.

  He is a master of Yan Zhao Song, and he is the eldest son of Guangsheng Mountain's contemporary old leader.

  This gentleman is straightforward and acknowledges that his ability is not as good as Yan Zhao Ge's father and second uncle, so he has already explicitly stated that he will withdraw from the competition for the next leader and is willing to assist the new leader, with everything prioritizing the development of the sect.

  In fact, Shi Changlao is almost as good as his two junior brothers, and he is also a veteran grandmaster. There are many top-notch strongmen in Guangsheng Mountain, and his reputation extends far and wide throughout the entire Eight Extremes Great World.

  Although he did not participate in the competition for the next master, his voice was very heavy, and even the current old master valued this big brother's opinion.

  No matter who is the new leader, he will almost certainly continue to sit firmly in the position of the head of the Punishment Hall, a true super giant figure in the sect.

  For now, this great aunt is temporarily neutral between Yan Zhao Ge's father and second aunt.

  Ye Jing's temper was well-known. If he were to be killed by Yan Zhao Ge for reasons such as jealousy, it is easy to imagine how Shi Chang Lao would react.

  Even without evidence, just suspicion can affect the other party's impression.

  Ah Hu continued: "As for this matter, Ye Jing himself should still be unaware of it. Shi Lao will continue to observe him for a few more days."

  He took a glance at Yan Zhao Ge and said with some embarrassment: "Young Master, this time you'd better take care of Ye Jing, otherwise if he dies in the Dragon Suppressing Abyss, it won't be your doing, but you'll still have to bear the blame."

  Yanzhao Song curled her lip and thought to herself: "Come on, someone with a protagonist halo surrounding them isn't going to die that easily?"

  "After I enter the Dragon Abyss, you'll be in charge of internal and external communication, so work a bit harder and run around more." Yan Zhao Ge waved his hand nonchalantly, while Ah Hu hastily nodded in agreement.

  A group of people walked through the town of Longyuan, and the road opened up by the green lanterns and smoke soon came to an end.

  Yanzhao Ge stopped in his tracks, took out a measuring instrument, lit a green candle, and stepped into the thick black fog in front of him under the candlelight. The others also made the same movements, carefully following behind Yanzhao Ge.

  With the seal of suppression lifted, the black fog in the environment suddenly became even more turbulent and violent, like a shocking wave crashing into everyone.

  If it weren't for Yan Zhao Ge and Ah Hu taking the lead, others would find it difficult to stay for a long time even with torches.

  "Indeed, the chaotic aura was much thicker and flowed at a speed far exceeding before, clearly disturbed by some reason." Yan Zhao Ge's eyes scanned around, his gaze piercing through the thick black fog.

  Right before one's eyes is almost as if stretching out one's hand and not seeing five fingers. Even with the sharp eyesight of a swallow, one can only see clearly things that are near at hand.

  A faint red glow flashed by quickly, like lightning in the night sky, which was an unusual phenomenon that had never appeared before in the Dragon Spring.

  No need for Yan Zhao's order, Ah Hu stretched out his palm and grabbed it in mid-air.

  After the palm was withdrawn, a red mark appeared in the center of the palm, emitting a faint glow in the darkness, as if it were alive, constantly twisting and turning, as if trying to burrow into the flesh.

  "Foreign things..." Yan Zhao Ge took a glance and his eyes narrowed: "It seems that it's indeed not a natural disaster, but a man-made calamity."