"how come?"
Seeing this scene, Yang Ji let out a low cry and was stunned. It seemed that the aura of death in the obsidian was too strong and there was no way to touch it.
Even Yang Ji's method of isolating and wrapping with pieces of cloth didn't work.
The air of death is the darkest and turbid air, which is incompatible with the vitality of all things. It is a force that can cause the failure and death of all things.
Therefore, even evil warriors cannot use this energy.
The energy in obsidian is actually not much, but it is special in that it is extremely pure. This makes many of Yang Ji's methods of collecting and transporting minerals useless in front of obsidian.
"It's a bit troublesome now."
Yang Ji stared at the obsidian on the ground and frowned slightly. It is true that obsidian is not difficult to find and plunder, but it is a big trouble to take it away.
It seems that except for iron swords and rocks, other things are almost impossible to touch.
"It seems like the obsidian can only be taken away with something like an iron can or clay. Unfortunately, I don't have anything like this with me."
After Yang Ji pondered for a moment, his heart moved:
"Maybe this is the only way."
"Hand of Death!"
There was a roar, the sky shook, the sky darkened, and a huge hand came out from behind Yang Ji's head. He reached down, grabbed the obsidian on the ground, and then put it into the back of his head.
The hand of death is not afraid of underworld, flying swords, yin, fire and yang talismans, nor is it afraid of the aura of death. It is the best way to collect and store obsidian.
"it's OK now."
Yang Ji smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, and then swept away into the distance.
Following the map and following the location mentioned by Song Ziqi, Yang Ji encountered several groups of underworld creatures. After killing them along the way, the total number of obsidian collected by Yang Ji increased to five.
"Five obsidian should be enough to meet the gatekeeper's requirements."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
The gatekeeper did not say how much obsidian was needed, only that it would be taken along the way. Yang Ji secretly guessed that these quantities should be enough to meet his requirements.
After all, there is only one obsidian guarded by a bunch of underworld creatures. The five obsidians here are almost the result of killing more than fifty underworld creatures.
In terms of quantity, it cannot be considered small.
Raising his head, Yang Ji secretly recalled the terrain map in his mind. It had been a long time since he had broken up with Song Ziqi, Wang Zhiyong and the others.
Judging from the time, it should be almost the difference that Song Ziqi mentioned. But the strange thing is that Yang Ji has not seen the so-called space-time channel yet.
"There should be no deviation in the location. Why haven't we arrived yet? Am I making a mistake?"
Yang Ji was filled with surprise and doubt.
He followed the terrain map, and logically he should not go wrong. However, Yang Ji was not sure. After all, it was his first time to enter the underworld and he was completely unfamiliar with the terrain of this world.
It is very possible that something goes wrong during this process.
"Boom!"
Just when he was surprised, the ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled, and a huge sound came from the side. Yang Ji was shocked. He opened his eyes and looked around, only to see smoke and dust billowing about three to four hundred feet away.
Hundreds of evil spirits, yakshas, ​​and rakshasas formed a powerful army, roaring and coming at lightning speed.
Yang Ji was taken aback and was about to get into a fighting stance. However, the next moment, something surprising happened. This group of menacing and murderous evil spirits seemed to have not seen Yang Ji. They walked straight away from Yang Ji two hundred years away.
There were swarms of people pouring down from places more than ten feet away.
The smoke and dust were billowing, and until the dust finally disappeared, not a single evil ghost paid attention to Yang Ji, as if he didn't exist at all.
"!!!"
Yang Ji had countless questions in his mind, and was completely stunned by this maverick underworld army. He had been in the underworld for a while, but he was in such a hurry, and it seemed like he was in a deserted land.
I have never seen the army of the underworld before.
Suddenly a flash of light flashed through his mind, and Yang Ji's whole body trembled, and he suddenly woke up:
"Wait! Could it be... a time and space channel?!"
"call!"
Without any time to think, Yang Ji stepped forward and flew out. He used the Floating Light Body Technique to its limit and turned into a light that was invisible to the naked eye. He rushed towards the direction where the evil ghosts, yakshas and Rakshasa army disappeared.
...(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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Chapter completed!