Behind the crevice was a cliff that had suddenly broken off. Jiang Ming stood on the edge of the cliff and saw only darkness in front of him. The void was actually filled with endless turbulent wisps of fog of several colors. There were even wisps of silver and golden fog that danced in the sea of fog.

Even Jiang Ming, who was a Foundation Establishment Realm martial artist, felt a burst of fear when he saw the silver and golden fog. If he was contaminated by it, his body might not be able to withstand it!

Jiang Ming even suspected that there might be an even more terrifying power in the depths of this place.

Only the gray and black fog seeped out of the crevice.

"Is this the origin?" Jiang Ming was shocked and could not believe the scene in front of him was real.

How could such a huge space be hidden under the mountain range and not be discovered?

"It looks like a simple crevice in the rock. However, it's a passage between two spaces." The black sword seemed to have noticed his shock and explained, "The place where the tribulation was going to take place earlier might not be at the end of this passage. It might disappear one day. Perhaps it's just a coincidence that the origin of the fog and the tribulation transcendence are together, or maybe someone deliberately arranged for it!"

"What kind of person can have such terrifying power?" Jiang Ming took a deep breath and immediately thought of the old man on the starlit path. Was it him?

If that was the case, why did he leave such a path behind? Was it just a simple screening test?

"I can only hope that we will meet again in the future. Only then will I be able to figure everything out!"

Jiang Ming sighed and stopped thinking about it. He tried to use the technique and absorb the fog in this space.

Threads of pure black fog were immediately drawn over and entered the black stone slab.

On the other hand, the black sword had also floated to the side and was ingesting the grayish-black fog with ease. It was obvious that it was very familiar with the situation here. Who knew how many times it had come here to ingest the fog?

"Try the silver one!" Jiang Ming stared at the silver fog. Although he felt the danger emanating from it, he was also a little curious.

At most, he would suffer a few fatal injuries, which was nothing to worry about.

A silver light, like lightning, separated from the edge of the fog, carrying a terrifying force, and rushed toward Jiang Ming.

"Fellow cultivator, don't play with fire." The black sword trembled in fear. It could not even think of absorbing the silver fog.

The silver light struck the black stone slab, and a thunderous sound immediately erupted.

Jiang Ming felt a violent pain from the backlash. His tendons and vessels were broken as well as his bones

However, the silver fog was successfully absorbed by the black stone slate. The black stone slate was safe and sound. It was as if it would not reject any fog no matter how powerful it was.

"Alright. Again!" Jiang Ming was overjoyed. He quickly recovered from the injuries on his body with a blank expression. He circulated the technique again and absorbed the silver fog.

"Fellow cultivator, are you alright?" The black sword was extremely shocked. Was this person crazy?

"What is it?" Jiang Ming was at a loss. Then, he looked at the black sword suspiciously, "Don't tell me you can't even absorb the silver fog?"

The black sword's entire body was slightly red. He said somewhat excitedly, "What do you mean? What are you talking about? I Oh, right! I just don't like the smell of that silver fog!" the black sword said, slightly flustered.

"Oh, I see!"

Jiang Ming almost rolled his eyes, and he nodded slightly, "I understand. You don't have to explain."

"The black sword turned even redder, as if it was extremely angry.

It was extremely angry. It did not dare touch the silver fog. Perhaps its body could withstand it after it ingested it. However, whether its consciousness could withstand it was not another story.

From the side, more silver light came to strike Jiang Ming one after another. However, the human stood there without moving as if nothing had happened. He withstood the attack and absorbed all the silver fog into the black stone slab.

The black sword trembled as it watched. How was this man so strong? Was he a demon?

Suddenly, after Jiang Ming collected ten rounds of silver fog, the vast sea of fog in front of him seemed to be rather disturbed. The turbulent fog erupted and was extremely unstable. It was as if it would rush to this crevice at any time.

"That's it! Stop absorbing the fog! Run!" the black sword shouted.

"Sure!" Jiang Ming stared at the sea of fog.

He had long discovered that touching the silver fog would cause the fog to become unstable. However, he had been waiting for this moment.

"This is the last time. Whether I succeed or not will depend on this."

As Jiang Ming absorbed another wisp of silver fog, the fog in front of him finally became completely chaotic.

A large cloud of fog gushed toward the crevice. It was filled with gray, black, and silver fog.

Jiang Ming stared at the chaotic fog, and a golden wisp of fog was getting closer and closer to him.

The technique exploded with all its might, and the black stone slab burst out with a terrifying power, which covered the golden fog.

As soon as the power of the technique touched the golden fog, Jiang Ming felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer in the chest, and he could not help but spit out a large mouthful of blood.