Yang Yi felt that the reason why his father asked him to come here must have a profound meaning, and it was definitely not just to let him know how tragic the war was back then.

After a sleepless night, when the sky dawned, Yang Yi decided to set off for Duanhun Mountain.

While walking on the road, he happened to meet one of the older brothers he had been drinking with yesterday.

The man looked up and down and said, "Brother Yang, it seems you are determined to go?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Yes, I have to go because I have my reasons. Thank you for your concern."

When the man heard this, he could only shake his head and said, "Okay, this is your choice. I respect you, but since you call me big brother, then I have to say something to you."

"Why do you have to go? What is more important than life?"

He didn't understand that there was clearly a dead end in Duanhun Mountain, but why did Yang Yi have to go?

If it had been anyone else, knowing the danger, they would probably have left.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I understand, but it's my life there, so I have to go."

"We are destined to meet again."

After saying that, he cupped his fists towards the man, turned around and left, leaving the man alone and sighing.

"This young man is good, but it's a pity."

Half an hour later, Yang Yi arrived at the area where Broken Soul Mountain is located.

There was a trace of heat mixed with the wind and snow in the sky. Looking around, he could only see the white wind and snow. Yang Yi used his spiritual consciousness to investigate, and sure enough, he could not detect the existence of any life breath.

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Yang Yi had never seen even a tree or a flower.

But Yang Yi didn't say anything and headed east, aiming directly at Duanhun Mountain.

As he got closer to the Dongfang Duanhun Mountain area, he quickly noticed something strange.

The further you go in, the pressure becomes heavier and heavier, and the heat flow is mixed more and more. Even Yang Yi feels a little unbearable from the hot and cold feeling. Coupled with the pressure, Yang Yi is now

It can only be maintained at an altitude of about 100 meters. The higher it goes, the more pressure it endures.

When Yang Yi walked inside for a while, he discovered that the cold wind whistling past his ears was mixed with the sound of beating and killing.

Yang Yi looked forward, but there was no one in front of him. He thought he was hallucinating, but the sound of killing did penetrate his eardrums and penetrate into his ears.

Just when Yang Yi was confused, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound like a lightning strike.
Chapter completed!