The moment everyone stepped onto the bronze ground, Steve and the others' expressions changed slightly.
"Damn it...this ground has time power!"
As a victim of the erosion of time amidst the ruins, Steve knows all too well what it feels like to be eroded by time.
As soon as he stepped onto the platform, he realized that something was wrong with him.
But after he clearly sensed the situation, his expression became somewhat strange.
"Hmm...it seems...it feels a bit like I'm getting younger?!"
Steve paused for a moment, then was overjoyed.
He's gotten quite a bit older now, so he'd definitely love to be young again!
Just then, a chill swept through the air, freezing the nearby bronze ground and covering it with a thick layer of white frost.
Steve shuddered, realizing that the power of time had vanished.
He looked completely bewildered and somewhat astonished: "Why has the power of time disappeared?"
Yan Bing glanced at him and said calmly, "My ice can freeze time."
Upon hearing this, Steve's lips twitched, and his smile became somewhat forced: "Lord Yan Bing, you're truly amazing, hahaha..."
Yan Bing did not answer, but looked around at her surroundings.
Steve was thinking the same thing; he wondered if he should step on the unfrozen bronze ground later.
The unfrozen bronze ground should be able to make him look younger, right?
But Steve quickly realized that last time he aged, and just now he became younger. Who knows whether stepping on the bronze ground next time would make him age or become younger?
If it's due to aging, then he's suffered a huge loss.
What's most worrying is that if time suddenly accelerates on this bronze surface, then becoming younger or older will be meaningless.
After all, even if you become younger, wouldn't it be terrible if you turned into a child?
Therefore, Steve is now hesitant.
The others didn't hesitate like Steve. Although An Lan had also been affected by time, he had become younger, which was actually a good thing for him.
Everyone else was observing their surroundings at that moment.
Lu Ning could see that the entire bronze metal ground covered a vast area, extending deep into the darkness.
In some areas on the bronze ground, wriggling tentacles still grow.
These tentacles appear to be a mixture of plants and flesh, somewhat similar to the plants in the swamp outside the base city.
"Could there still be life force from the humic womb here?"
Yann frowned slightly as he looked at the wriggling tentacles, his expression not looking too good.
After all, when they landed, they were attacked by monsters resembling rotting wombs.
Yan Bing looked at Lu Ning and asked, "Which direction should we go?"
Lu Ning glanced around and pointed to the right: "This way."
In this direction, the bronze mist is denser than in other directions.
Yan Bing nodded and walked in the direction Lu Ning pointed, and the others followed suit.
Frost spread in the direction Yan Bing walked, and this frost isolated the power of time, so no one was eroded by time.
Just as they had walked about a few hundred meters, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the ground.
Everyone turned to look and saw a huge figure emerge from the darkness.
It was a giant bronze statue made of bronze metal. Some of the crevices of the statue were filled with rotting mud, and some of the mud contained bones and wriggling tentacles.
This bronze statue is quite powerful, having reached the Saint level.
However, it was of no use to a demigod like Yan Bing.
The bronze statue simply emerged from the darkness and turned into an ice sculpture without any warning.
The ice sculpture quickly crumbled, turning into ice powder.
Just as the ice sculpture shattered, another series of rumbling sounds rang out from the ground.
Everyone's expression changed slightly.
Then they saw more than a dozen bronze statues emerge from the darkness.
Upon seeing so many bronze statues that were at least at the Saint level, Arn, Osiris, and the others all looked rather grim.
“What kind of sect is this Eternal Corridor?! I’ve never heard of it before, yet it has so many saints?!” Osiris said through gritted teeth, somewhat incredulously.
From the eight Saint-level powerhouses they encountered in the base city to the eight Saint-level monsters they entered the Dark Cave.
In addition, there are now more than ten bronze statues of saints.
In total, there are thirty saints!
Although the number of these saints is less than the total number of the Mist Bureau.
However, this is a cult!
Cults exploit the spiritual pollution of evil gods to corrupt ordinary people and awakened individuals, constantly expanding themselves and ultimately serving the evil gods to achieve their goals.
This process is not friendly to ordinary people.
Therefore, every large-scale event organized by a cult is a major disaster.
But why is the Mist Bureau still able to maintain stability in human society?
Isn't it because the Bureau of the Fog is so powerful?
The number of demigods and saints in the Bureau of the Mist is greater than the combined number of demigods and saints in all the cults that are openly recognized.
However, this one cult alone has more than thirty saints, and even a demigod-level powerhouse!
This kind of cult is no weaker than top cults like the Sun God Cult and the Moon God Cult.
And they had never even heard of this cult before.
That's incredible.
Yaen took a deep breath and said slowly, "If we can get out of here alive, we must send news about the Eternal Corridor back to headquarters as soon as possible. This cult is too dangerous."
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