History's Strongest Senior Brother

Chapter 15: Wearing out steel shoes searching for something before finding it in front of you!

Immediately after stepping into the central flow region, Yan Zhaoge became aware of an abnormality.

Ye Jing, Si Kongqing, and the others stood to the side and watched Yan Zhaoge’s actions with curiosity.

Yan Zhaoge waved his hands as Ah Hu pulled a small incense burner out of his bag and quickly sprang into action.

Ah Hu took off the lid of the incense burner, and quickly added in many incenses and spices of varied shapes and sizes.

From the looks of some of the materials, they were not uncommon and rare materials, while others were dark and dilapidated and looked unimpressive.

After placing all the materials into the burner, Ah Hu lit the contents and gingerly placed the lid back onto the incense burner before carefully setting the lit burner onto the ground. Very quickly, several thin streams of smoke emerged from the burner.

The Broad Creed Sect disciples watched the scene unfold with great curiosity. Purple smoke slowly rose up into the air and spread out before dispersing into the murderous black qi.

As soon as the purple smoke came in contact with the violently disordered murderous black qi, it was as if the black qi became agitated as its motions become even more frightening and violent.

In this central flow region of the Sealing Dragon Abyss, the density was normally much thinner when compared to other regions of the abyss.

However, at this moment the agitated black qi in this central region was surging in waves that seemed to be denser and more violent than anything the other disciples had previously witnessed.

At first, the crowd was very startled, but quickly regained their cool. They all knew that for Yan Zhaoge to take these actions, he was sure to have a plan in mind.

Indeed, even though the black mist seemed violent and ferocious, it did not try to attack any of the disciples and instead seemed to have concentrated into whirlpools.

A smiling expression could be seen on Yan Zhaoge’s face at this time as he saw the whirlpools of black mist extend outwards into nine enormous rivers of black qi. In the middle of the nine enormous rivers, the faint outline of a roiling golden liquid could be seen.

The nine enormous whirlpools formed into beads, each of which was violently pulsating.

As soon as Yan Zhaoge slapped the inner crystal furnace and removed its cover, the inner crystal furnace instantly began to vibrate and started to exert an incredible attractive force.

The bizarre golden liquid within the whirlpools was pulled out of the whirlpools by this force, and was quickly sucked into the body of the furnace.

All of the sect disciples, upon witnessing this scene, felt that even though they didn’t really understand what was going on, it still seemed very impressive.

Yan Zhaoge’s expression at this time became very serious. Compared to when he was battling Chao Yuanlong, he was even more serious now.

Even ignoring the fact that this inner crystal furnace was created with blood and sweat, making a mistake would truly be too catastrophic.

In this area of the Sealing Dragon Abyss, if one little mistake led to the furnace exploding, it would lead to a chain explosion of all the surrounding murderous qi. In such a scenario, none of the disciples present would have a good ending.

However, Yan Zhaoge had enacted this exact situation countless times in his mind and was immeasurably prepared for any of the multitude of issues that might arise.

The golden liquid kept pouring into the inner crystal furnace with no end in sight. Gradually, it began to emit a bright light and became more and more dazzling.

The radiance poured off of the crystal furnace, to such an extent that it seemed as if even the clouds and the heavens above were being dazzled. Even the dark and clouded Sealing Dragon Abyss seemed to be illuminated.

At the side, Ah Hu immediately retrieved a long knife from his pouch and handed it over to Yan Zhaoge.

It was just a common knife, not a magical treasure of any sort. Far from even the most common treasure, it wouldn’t have looked out of place in a butcher’s shop. Yan Zhaoge grasped the knife in his right hand and crisply flicked the tip of it with his finger, causing a reverberating sound to ring out.

Muttering to himself, Yan Zhaoge then threw the blade into the crystal furnace.