In this dark dungeon, no one knew how long he had been locked up.
However, when they were captured here, not many people were imprisoned.
Like now, the stench fills the sky, and thousands of people are eating, drinking, and urinating here, and the smell has already overwhelmed the unpleasant miasma.
"Don't waste your efforts."
In addition to the four of them, the iron cage where Hong Yu was was also contained people who had been captured a few days ago.
The muscular man continued feebly, "The miasma here is very powerful. Just a few sniffs can dilute the spiritual energy in the human body. No matter how hard you try, you will not be able to condense the spiritual energy."
Hong Yu and the other four looked at the man huddled in the corner of the iron cage. One of Hong Yu's juniors asked, "How do you know?"
"I am from the nearby Hejia Village. My name is He Li."
He Limao stood up. The iron cage was not very high, so a seven-foot man like him could only stand up like a cat.
He moved his legs for a moment, perhaps because he had curled them up for too long, causing numbness in his legs. When he squatted down again, he continued, "This is not a secret. People in nearby villages know that this miasma can dilute the body of a practitioner." My wife’s ex-husband died because he accidentally entered the miasma.”
Men in nearby villages make a living by hunting every day. They go in and out of the mountains and forests all year round. This poisonous miasma is often encountered. There have been many tragic cases before, so when the villagers see this miasma from a distance, they avoid it. And stay away.
It was a good thing that someone recognized this miasma, and at least they could prescribe the right medicine. Hong Yu seized this opportunity and quickly asked, "Is there any way to deal with these miasmas?"
He Li smiled bitterly and shook his head, "There is no way to deal with it. We all run away when we see it, unless...unless you can hold it all in one breath!"
Hong Yu sighed with some disappointment, "So there is no hope..."
Everyone's mood suddenly fell to the bottom. He Li continued, "So what if we can regain our strength? The people here are too strong. It is impossible for us to escape. We can only resign ourselves to fate."
He Li raised his head and let out a long sigh, tears flashing in his eyes.
The image of his beloved wife and child immediately came to mind. Although Xiao Jing was not his and Fanghua's child, He Li didn't care about this.
He has always regarded Xiaoyi as his own. If he could, who would be so pessimistic and depressed?
The combat power of the puppets here far exceeds all of them. It is undoubtedly more difficult to escape here than to reach the sky. If there is a choice, who is willing to let fate!
"Live fish swim upstream, while dead fish drift with the current. If you don't try with all your strength, how can you survive until the clouds open and the moon shines!"
The persistence on Hong Yu's face has not diminished at all. How could his ambitions and ideals end here?
Thinking of this, Hong Yu clenched his fists tightly and let the nails penetrate into the flesh of his palms. The stinging feeling made his desire to survive even stronger.
He doesn't believe in fate, let alone follow fate's arrangements. It's a sign of cowardice to be a person who can only attribute everything to fate. Those who have pursuits are all looking for opportunities to survive in desperate situations.
So what about heaven? Isn't it true that in life and in cultivation, we are fighting against heaven and earth?
If a cultivator doesn't even have this belief, how can he talk about becoming a strong person? What qualifications do you have to become a strong person?
"Maybe I'm too pessimistic." He Li's expression was listless, and he was in a daze after having absorbed too much miasma. Unlike Hong Yu, who was still so tenacious after being imprisoned for so long. In the end, He Li remained expressionless. Said "I hope you can succeed."
Ignoring the depressed He Li, Hong Yu sat cross-legged and began to absorb the spiritual energy, but the result was the same as before. The spiritual energy was quickly diluted out of the body after entering the body from the spiritual veins, and in the end it still ended in failure!
"puff."
Holding his stuffy chest, a stream of heat surged into his throat. Hong Yu spat out a mouthful of blood again. He forcibly absorbed the spiritual energy and collided with the miasma in his body, causing damage to his internal organs. If his cultivation had not reached the martial spirit realm, he would have been like this. Repeatedly defying nature has already cost him his life.
"Senior brother, don't try again, your body will collapse."
"Yes, senior brother, your meridians are now disordered and if you continue to do so, your spiritual meridians will be damaged."
"Let's just wait for the opportunity, senior brother!"
The three junior brothers couldn't bear to see their senior brother get into trouble, and quickly stopped Hong Yu from continuing to forcibly gather spiritual energy.
"Could it be...is it really impossible for man to conquer nature?" Hong Yu's face was extremely pale, his chest heaved violently, and it took him a long time to utter these words.
"Give up, you will die if you continue like this. Now, I just hope God can open his eyes..." The depressed He Li persuaded again, with these miasma existing, all efforts are in vain.
'boom! '
Just as the dungeon fell into deathly silence, an explosion startled everyone.
Looking in the direction of the iron door, two figures directly smashed the iron door from the outside and flew in. They fell to the ground with no sign of movement. Their life and death were unknown!
"what happened?"
The iron gate was destroyed. Hong Yu and his junior brothers suppressed their excitement and focused their attention on the smoke-filled door.
The door suddenly opened, and the miasma trapped in the dungeon burst out.
At this time, a long figure ejected from outside the door. The figure was in the smoke and could not see clearly what he looked like, but it was certain that this figure was not the same as the underground palace group.
'Ta-ta-ta-ta...'
The sound of footsteps came in from outside the iron door, and the shadows on the ground grew longer and longer. Everyone held their breath and looked outside the door quietly.
Miasma flowed from the front of a thin figure. Qin Tian blocked his nose with his arm and held his breath. These miasma were harmful gases, and Qin Tian was not stupid enough to smell the miasma.
"This miasma is so weird, it seems like it can dispel the spiritual energy in the body." Qin Tian covered his nose tightly, but he accidentally breathed in a little miasma. Only a little bit of the spiritual energy in the body began to dilute, which made him feel uncomfortable. Qin Tian was a little surprised.
As a last resort, Qin Tian released the powerful air flow of a martial arts expert, which instantly drove away the miasma all over his body.
"This is? The aura of a powerful martial artist..."
"His aura seems to be stronger than any of us."
"You can get rid of that. Such a powerful aura must have reached the sixth level of martial arts."
The shocked expressions of the junior brothers were beyond words, and Hong Yu was also shocked by the aura emanating from Qin Tian.
Looking at the other person's face that was still a little immature, Hong Yu's heart was filled with turmoil.
