These dark golden energies, according to the words of Bartender, correspond to the turbid energy left behind by the World Tree of the Heavens. The celestial clear energy, from which creations such as the energy sphere based on the heavens and the Flying Nimbus mixed with clear energy are derived, can identify the purity and goodness in the human heart.
On the other hand, the turbid energy of hell also possesses similar traits, but instead of drawing near to light, it gravitates toward the evil in the human heart.
The demonic ray used by the demon-man during the challenge in the fortune teller's palace, which was based on such turbid energy, could be considered an evil version of the energy sphere to some extent.
Malicious thoughts in the heart attract the hellish yellow energy in the air, which is then devoured and assimilated by this turbid energy, transforming into the so-called demon race.
The scattered yellow energy found across Earth... its source, obviously, comes from here.
If the legends are true, several tens of thousands of years ago, the Supreme Elderly Lord must have solved the chaos caused by demons here. These incredibly dense hellish energies are probably the remnants left on Earth from that time.
Yamiru understood.
Joking about the fortune teller scheming against him was just that—a joke.
After all, now that he knew the dangers ahead, where one misstep could lead to becoming a demon, he could easily turn around and leave.
But he didn't.
"I won't force you. Flying Nimbus, let's go back."
Yamiru jumped off the Flying Nimbus and swiftly landed in front of the Five Elements Gate, several hundred meters high. Though it was called a gate, from the scale, it seemed more like the bottom of a gate... if it weren't for the incredibly precise construction of this massive gate, there might not have even been any gap between the door and the ground...
The sound of the Flying Nimbus flying away in the distance soon faded, and Yamiru looked up at the intimidatingly tall gate.
"The gate is built so high. I suppose they don't expect visitors..."
He thought to himself.
Then, rubbing his palms together, he braced his stance and pushed with all his might against the massive door in front of him.
"Ahhh..."
Yamiru grunted softly as his arms thickened, and his muscles swelled.
With his current strength, when trying to push a heavy object, he could fully call upon every muscle in his body, exerting over 100% of his strength.
However, after pushing for a while, his feet began to scrape a few inches back on the ground, but the massive, heavy gate only emitted a low hum, faintly shaking... but that was all.
Yamiru exhaled, shaking out the stiffness in his arms.
"It seems I can't push it open. In the animation, Goku entered the Mount Five Elements after he defeated the new Piccolo. In terms of combat power, I am afraid that he is stronger than the Goku who just fought with me..."
Since opening the door was out of the question, Yamiru quickly changed his approach, jumping straight up.
Although he didn't use his full strength, he still jumped over a hundred meters high, but he still didn't clear the massive door, only reaching the height of the plaque reading "Five Elements Gate."
"Chinese characters again..."
Yamiru, in mid-air, gazed at the plaque, a thought crossing his mind.
But he didn't dwell on it, instead using his flight technique to rise higher, his gaze soon passing over the towering gate and city walls, seeing the scene inside.
The dark yellow mist, visible to the naked eye, swirled eerily like cold air from the gates of hell blowing into the mortal world.
It seemed there was no ground inside the walls. Looking down, all he could see was an abyss of pure black, as if the entire city, the entire mountain, was a bottomless pit.
In this profound and dark chasm, only jagged spikes were faintly visible, forming a dense forest of them.
Some of the spikes even had white bones, skulls, and corpses embedded in them, silently telling stories of the past—those who tried to enter here had met their end.
Yamiru gazed into the air for a moment, then without hesitation, leapt over the massive city wall.
The only path was a narrow stone road behind the enormous Five Elements Gate, winding into the mist, twisting into seclusion, and no one knew where it led.
Yamiru landed on the narrow stone path, not intending to fly the entire way; he needed to conserve every bit of energy.
The dark yellow mist swirled in the air, and faint rustling sounds could still be heard, as if something ominous were lurking in the shadows, or perhaps the restless spirits of the wrongfully dead...
Yamiru strode forward.
His Golden Veil glowed, occasionally scanning the sides of the mist, observing the icy spikes in the deep pits on either side.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a light breeze swept from his blind spot just as Yamiru's gaze shifted.
Unfortunately for the attacker, Yamiru did not rely solely on his sight.
He sensed the danger, and without turning, deftly sidestepped the ambush.
Thud—
An arrow barely grazed Yamiru's cloak and lodged itself into the stone path beneath his feet, the fletching quivering slightly.
Yamiru turned to look, and the attacker revealed itself: a warrior clad in ancient armor!
The warrior wore a helmet and face mask, obscuring his appearance, and seemed capable of flight, floating steadily in the air.
The ancient warrior shot the arrow into the air without hesitation, quickly nocking another.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...
Several sharp arrows flew almost simultaneously, blocking all of Yamiru's escape routes.
Even without relying on his Golden Veil, Yamiru could instantly track the trajectory of the arrows, moving quickly along the narrow stone path.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack—several arrows embedded themselves in the ground as Yamiru deftly dodged.
Floating in the air, Yamiru glanced at the two arrows he had caught in his hands.
The arrows trembled slightly, sending a tingling sensation through his palms.
The arrows contained energy?
But more importantly—these arrows were real!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as Yamiru was still processing this, arrows rained down from different angles through the dark yellow mist.
Figures resembling the ancient warrior flickered in the mist, some drawing bows and others holding swords and spears, preparing for battle.
In the animation, when Goku brought Chi-Chi here, he also encountered such ancient soldiers, and later even faced terrifying flying dragons, but those were illusions!
Goku relied on his spiritual sense from his training at the temple—his awareness of energy and his perception of the world—to easily see through the illusions, which vanished as a result...
Thus, from the moment Yamiru landed, he activated his Golden Veil and focused intently, ensuring his sensitivity to the flow of energy.
To put it in mystical terms, he had immediately opened his spiritual awareness to the maximum, leaving no trace of detail unnoticed...
"Unlike the illusions Goku faced in the animation, these guys are real!"
Amid the rain of arrows, Yamiru tread carefully on the narrow stone path, using his flight skills intermittently to form a delicate evasion technique. Arrows zipped past him, embedding themselves into the stone road. As he dodged, the energy within his body flowed through him, and when the arrows were too close, he released energy from his body, deflecting them off course and causing them to fall aside.
However, while Yamiru's grasp of energy was near perfect, as one of the world's top martial artists, his attention and mental calculation speed were still limited. The sheer number of arrows raining down on him was too much, and he was eventually struck by several.
Puff, puff, puff—Yamiru, unfazed, pulled the arrows from his body, licking his lips. "Had enough? Now it's my turn."
Energy condensed in his hands, and gripping the bloodstained arrows, he hurled them back into the mist at the ancient warriors.
The arrows sliced through the air, their speed even faster than those fired by the powerful bow!