The strange images in the sky continued to change, and countless amounts of water from the Forgotten River were sucked up into the sky.
Under the influence of the Wangchuan River, the water vapor content in the void continues to rise. Under the influence of the immeasurable Xuan Yin Qi, these water vapor gradually gather into clouds and scatter into fog.
The fog turned from light to thick, gradually covering tens of thousands of miles around the Wangchuan River. Apart from the spinning waterspout, nothing could be seen between heaven and earth.
This fog is cold and cold, soaking into the heart and lungs. The strong corrosion of the Forgotten River is still reflected in the thick fog.
The Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Clothes on Yang Tuo's body emitted a thin glow, blocking out the thick fog.
He was still sitting by the Wangchuan River, motionless watching the changes at the bottom of the river.
And many of the approaching ghosts, gods, and immortals let out shrill wails under the shroud of thick fog.
This fog was corroding their bodies and consuming their souls. Within a short time, many evil spirits died miserably in the thick fog.
More ghost cultivators hurriedly used escape techniques and retreated outside the range shrouded in thick fog.
This alone eliminated many people with low cultivation and insufficient magic power from the opportunity.
As for the remaining people, they obviously have some ability to resist the invasion of the underworld mist.
As the Xuanyin energy gathers, the temperature in the air becomes lower and lower, gradually giving the feeling of frost to everything.
Finally, heavy snow fell in the sky, and countless snowflakes howled in the wind, scattering in all directions.
Although this underworld is bitter and cold, there are no four seasons. It is always gloomy and gray, without any life.
But now, there is heavy snow in the sky, as if winter has arrived, and the world is in a state of silence.
The snowflakes condensed by the water of the Forgotten River fell on the ground, the solid rocks turned into ice, and the earth turned into eternal frozen soil.
It's as if the ice hell in the depths of the netherworld has been moved here, with frost as a knife, snow as a blade, and cold wind as a horn, freezing everything in the world.
The Forgotten River, which was always rolling with waves and never ending, slowed down a bit at this moment.
At the bottom of the Forgotten River, on the black and white sacred stone, the light flashed and passed, like breathing, constantly exhaling vitality.
Under the nourishment of infinite vitality, its shape is gradually changing. Slowly, the sacred stone develops edges and corners, turning into a square shape.
"It turns out to be a seal!" Yang Tuo thought to himself.
This treasure seal has just taken shape, and the divine light flickers on and off. The black and white colors are like the two qi of yin and yang, flowing in the treasure seal.
I don't know how long time passed, but suddenly the divine light of the treasure seal became restrained, and the changes between heaven and earth seemed to have suddenly solidified.
Suddenly there was a loud noise, but the treasure seal was completely formed. In an instant, the divine light surged, and in an instant, an invisible force exploded at the bottom of the river.
The Wangchuan River suddenly rolled up with huge waves, and the water waves rolled. There was no water around the treasure seal, and an invisible barrier pushed it away.
The surrounding dense fog, frost, and cold snow were all swept away by this explosive power.
As the treasure took shape, the funnels and tornadoes in the sky gradually stopped. Except for the rumbling roar, everything was calm.
The area near the Wangchuan River seems to be back to the beginning.
The treasure seal, under the influence of its own power, slowly rose from the bottom of the Wangchuan River, suspended in mid-air, and emitted black and white light, spreading all over the netherworld.
The moment the treasure seal appeared, someone took action from the shore. A dark chain stretched out from the shore and wrapped around the treasure seal in just one move.
On the shore, a monk wearing a gray robe and a hood, whose face could not be seen clearly, pulled the other end of the chain and pulled hard, trying to pull the treasure seal back to him.
However, the treasure has a spirit and has its own supernatural powers. Under the burst of divine light, the chain was like decay, breaking every inch.
The man in gray robe quickly used his magic power to take back the remaining chain. When the chain returned to his hand, only half of it was left.
Moreover, a gray light spread along the chain, and wherever the light passed, the chain turned into stone powder.
When the man in gray robe saw this, he didn't dare to be negligent and hurriedly threw the chain. In the blink of an eye, the chain was completely broken and scattered in the wind.
A relatively good magic weapon was completely destroyed in an instant. This scene was witnessed by everyone.
The man in gray robe's complexion turned blue and white for a while, and did not move for a long time.
When everyone saw this, instead of feeling sorry, they became even more excited. This shows how magical the treasure is.
The actions of the man in gray robe seemed to have kicked off, and everyone used their own methods to take the treasure as their own.
However, the black and white divine light emitted by the treasure seal was very strange, and the magic weapon would break if touched. Everyone used their magical powers again, and they could hit it with magical powers, but only ripples would appear.
Until a turquoise magical power struck the treasure seal. This magical power was like a maggot attached to the bone, turning into turquoise flames and slowly covering the entire treasure seal.
Under the burning of the flames, the divine light emitted by the treasure seal became weaker and weaker. After all, it was an ownerless thing without the support of magical power. No matter how powerful the magical power was, it was nothing more than rootless water.
As the flames burned the black and white divine light, the others stopped what they were doing and looked at the treasure seal in the void. They only waited for the divine light to break through before they started fighting for it.
While everyone was waiting, the man in gray robe slowly withdrew from the competition and quietly left the place.
No one paid attention to his movements, they were all attracted by the treasure in mid-air.
However, Yang Tuo nodded secretly: "Knowing the advance and retreat, knowing the gains and losses, pursuing good fortune and avoiding misfortune, is the way to live forever!"
Yang Tuo felt that the man was very wise but lacked strength. If he forced himself on him, the path to immortality would probably fall by the wayside.
Looking at the green flames, he even felt: "There are so many talented people in the world!"
None of these people who have achieved success in practice are easy to compare with others. Without some means and character, they would never reach this step.
The divine light of the treasure seal was burned by the flames and gradually turned into nothingness. After the treasure light was broken, the flame was automatically extinguished.
At this moment, a scroll with a hundred ghosts on it was unfolded and rolled towards the treasure seal. When the others saw this, they all took action to stop it.
For a time, Taoist magic was flying in the field, magical powers were scattered in all directions, and from time to time, various magic weapons were flying and colliding in the air.
Everyone showed their magical powers and wanted to get the treasure seal. However, they all showed some restraint and did not directly attack them.
And the treasure seal, under the collision of many attacks, flew around, now in the east, now in the west, now in the south, now in the north.
Although everyone's attacks were fierce, they did not harm the treasure seal at all.
That is to say, this treasure seal is still in the sky above the Wangchuan River, and no one dares to fly to snatch it, otherwise it will not be so harmonious.
However, with the attack, the treasure seal will eventually leave the sky above the Wangchuan River, and then it will be difficult to maintain this harmonious situation.
As the treasure seal fell into the hands of the first person, everyone suddenly changed their attack methods. They no longer interfered with others' fights, and all attacks were directed at the person holding the treasure seal.
The man didn't even utter a scream, but was wiped out in ashes under countless attacks.
Then everyone competed for the treasure seal again, starting another cycle of reincarnation.
From Yang Tuo's point of view, if no one is able to overwhelm the strength of the heroes, this battle will probably last for a long time.