Chapter 7: Dark Mountains

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  A month passes quickly.

  For this entire month, Huo Qi had been keeping a cold face, he didn't see Xiao Yi, even Chi Long, there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

  Shi Hu Qianfu Zhang and Gan Yuan Qianfu Zhang, the two of them were mixed in the war department, every day they fought against Tuoba Feng's four people, their moves left no room for mercy. Except for Mu Xue, the other three of Tuoba Feng were all miserable, it was really unbearable to speak of, but nobody said a word. Because in this short month, they made great progress, the accumulation and understanding of the past few months were fully released during this month. At this moment, they were much stronger than they were a month ago.

  A month later, at dawn, the sun rises, and the fiery sun slowly rises, with billions of strands of light piercing through the clouds, enveloping the entire Qingzhu Mountain.

  Buzz!

  A strange, distant vibration emerged from the Panlei mountain range, and immediately, a majestic, ancient aura spread out, filling the space between heaven and earth. Faintly, one could hear an ancient melody echoing in every person's spiritual world.

  "The heavens will collapse and the earth will shatter. People will not be wronged, even if it means sacrificing life. Sacrificing life does not mean betraying one's kin. The soul returns..."

  In Qingzhai Village.

  Under a single stalk of green bamboo, the sword's blade flashed open its eyes, two azure edges flashing by in an instant. He slowly got up, gazing into the distance, and a hint of longing appeared deep within his pupils.

  Five people from the Huohe tribe walked out of a green bamboo building, and in a month's time, nothing was left on their bodies. They looked towards the depths of the Panlei mountain range, where the sky had subtle signs of distortion. In the distance, it seemed as if yellow sand filled the sky, but it couldn't be seen clearly.

  "That's near the Bloodstone Tribe's location." Akainu Choufuu said, discerning the direction.

  Five people arrived in front of Qing Zhu Village, Xing Qing Sheng stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him were Gu Feng, the patriarch of the Black Wind Clan, and four thousand-year-old generals. Apparently, the five people who entered the ancient battlefield this time were them.

  After half a cup of tea, Shi Zhi Xuan rode in on his heavenly horse, while Shi Hu Qian Fu Zhang and two others brought Shi Tai Yi and four others to appear before the Green Bamboo Village. Gu Feng and the others were slightly taken aback, but Shi Zhi Xuan just chuckled and said: "We've all grown old, this time let the younger generation compete among themselves. The five of them will be entering the ancient battlefield."

  Shi Zhi Xuan spoke, and Xiao Yi's figure appeared not far away. He walked out of the Qing Zhu Village, his eyes calm and peaceful, without any hint of emotion. His aura was steady and unshakeable, making it impossible for others to gauge his depth.

  Huō Lí Qiān Fū Cháng Lěng Hēng yī shēng, méi shén me hǎo liǎn sè, chì lóng kàn xiāo yì yī yǎn, yǎn zhōng yǒu zhe yóu huò, bù guò zhōng jiū méi yǒu kāi kǒu.

  Translation:

  Huoliang let out a cold hum, his face not looking good. The red dragon looked at Xiao Yi with hesitation in its eyes, but ultimately didn't speak up.

  The Huohe tribe leader showed a helpless expression, nodded towards Shi Zhixuan and said: "The ancient battlefield is only open for one month each time, it can appear anywhere in the Panlei mountain range. Now it seems that it's near our noble department, we still need to rush with all our might, otherwise we will waste several days."

  Jian Qing was born with a gaze at the Panlei mountain range, and then stepped out, every step falling dozens of feet away, strolling in the courtyard, he had already gone far, this speed made everyone's heart tremble, even Shi Zixuan himself was far from keeping up, the other party's cultivation or other means had reached an unimaginable level, Shi Zixuan understood that apart from the gap in cultivation, there was also a gap in foundation, between the blood department and the military department, there was indeed a difference of heaven and earth.

  Watching Jian Qing Sheng disappear into the distance, Huo He and others had a strange look in their eyes. Originally, they thought that there would be other people from the Lei Jian Bing Department coming, but unexpectedly, it was only Jian Qing Sheng alone. However, no one mentioned it, as the ancient battlefield was not ordinary, if there were fewer people, they would naturally have more opportunities. Although there had been few discoveries in a thousand years, for their lower-ranking bloodline, it was enough to change many things.

  A group of people set off at the same time, Shi Hu Qianfu Zhang and Gan Yuan Qianfu Zhang stayed behind, while Shi Zhi Xuan traveled with Xiao Yi and five others. Not long after, the Blood Stone Tribe's war masters, who were originally stationed on Qing Zhu Mountain, also began their descent and started their journey home.

  Although time flies, Xiao Yi and his party did not choose to cross the Panlei mountain range, where there are too many variables, even if a strong cultivator of the Tempering Bone Realm may not be able to protect himself.

  All the way, they caught the footprints of Jian Qing Sheng, but the other party had obviously left for a long time. However, it can be known that he did not choose to cross the Pan Lei mountain range, but chose to go around.

  As they approached the ancient battlefield, the air grew thick with the weight of years, as if the endless passage of time had been unearthed and now revealed a multitude of musty flavors. This smell was familiar to Xiao Yi, reminiscent of the distant ancient dragon cave, yet far from its antiquity.

  It's a kind of judgment from the depths, occasionally echoing in my mind with that ancient ballad, or rather, every person has such a voice in their mind, without any warning signs, unable to discern direction, nor can they perceive even a hint of spiritual will, as if it appears out of thin air, making one's back chill, somewhat too frightening.

  The tune of the song was somewhat familiar to Xiao Yi, but he didn't know when he had heard the same sound before. He didn't understand its meaning, and the tune was too ethereal, so he could only try his best to remember every word. Perhaps one day, he would be able to uncover the secrets hidden within it. This ancient land had been sleeping for endless years, lost in the era of advanced technology.

  Two days have passed.

  As they approached, Xiao Yi was somewhat stunned, because the ancient battlefield appeared in a place that didn't seem to be a coincidence, and it was actually in that dark mountain.

  Hundreds of feet high, the dark mountain is entirely ink-colored, emitting a thread of eerie aura, with dense forests that almost cut off sunlight. You can see ancient trees twisted and tangled, covering the entire sky, with black tree trunks and dark green leaves, the dark forest as gloomy as ever.

  Xiao Yi and others saw that the sky above the dark mountain was distorted, with air twisted as if there were yellow sand everywhere, the wind howling like ghosts wailing wolves, while below in the dark ancient forest it was a piece of quietness, as if all life had been cut off, plunged into deathly stillness.

  "The ancient battlefield is just at the mountain top!" Gu Feng let out a low shout. In front of the dark and mysterious forest, they discovered Xiang Qing Sheng's footprints.

  "Go!"

  Huǒ Hé gave a low shout, and immediately, ten people did not hesitate, and plunged into the ancient forest, only six of Xiao Yi remained unmoving.

  "This mountain has a mark in the thousand-year history of our clan." Shi Taiyi said in a deep voice, "There was once an ancestor who got lost in it and never came out, his body was never found."

  "There are also ancestral records that suggest that perhaps a powerful beast is sleeping, which is the embodiment of the wild star's existence." Taofeng said.

  "What can be done about it?"

  Xiao Yi's voice rose, he gazed up at the dark mountain top, shook his head, and immediately stepped out. Although it wasn't as fast as Jian Qing Sheng's extreme speed, each step took him tens of meters away, and soon disappeared into the dark ancient forest.

  "What can be done about it?"

  Tuoba Feng muttered to himself, his eyes slowly revealing a shocking sharp aura, and beside him, Mu Xue stepped out, this woman was actually the strongest among the four of them. A month had passed, she became more and more unfathomable, even on her body, Tuoba Feng and the other three people vaguely felt an aura similar to Shi Hu Qianfu's.

  This is a woman who is devoted to the sword, Water Qianliu looks at her back, hums coldly, and also takes a step out, turning into a wild wind, entering the ancient forest.

  After counting his breaths, in front of Shi Zhixuan, there was no one else. His eyes gazed far away, looking at the twisted air on the dark mountain, and the yellow sand whispered, unsure whether it was real or illusory.

  "Do you think they can get the blessing? The lost ancient battlefield, I always feel that there is something we have not discovered in it, maybe it's not enough luck, or maybe it's still lacking something, what do you say?" Shi Zixuan gently stroked a fiery Tianyi beside him.

  He let out a loud snort, the crimson heavenly horse retracted its celestial wings, and without looking back, it walked to a not-too-distant place and crouched down, leaving behind a fiery red silhouette for Shi Zixuan.

  Smiling lightly and shaking his head, Shi Zixuan said: "I believe that one day, you will speak up."

  ……

  Dark mountain top.

  Xiao Yi walked through the dark ancient forest, on the dark green old branches, coiled a black giant python, but in today's Xiao Yi's feeling, it was as if he couldn't feel any vitality, as if it had died, its vitality sucked out, leaving only an empty shell.

  Hundreds of feet high dark mountain, Xiao Yi walked for a good half an hour, he gradually felt that something was wrong, because he should have arrived at the top of the mountain long ago.

  Can't see the figure of Shi Taier, Xiao Yi doesn't believe they've been hesitating all along. The gloomy ancient forest is even more quiet, with thousand-year-old trees twisted and winding, blocking out the sunlight. Xiao Yi walks in the darkness, gradually losing his way.

  After walking for another hour, Xiao Yi vaguely heard the sound of the wind howling, with the sound of yellow sand rubbing against each other. The ancient song was hidden in the yellow sand, and it became clearer in Xiao Yi's mind.

  "The heavens will collapse and the earth will shatter. People will not be wronged, even if it means sacrificing life. Sacrificing life does not mean betraying one's kin. The soul returns..."

  "There it is!"

  In the darkness, a burst of bright cyan light suddenly shot out from Xiao Yi's eyes, and his entire body transformed into a blurry cyan electric current that passed through the gap between two thousand-year-old ancient trees, shattering the tangled dry branches and black leaves. And then, in front of him, appeared a dull yellow world.

  This is a boundless desert, with yellow sand filling the sky, blown up by strong winds, raging in the air. There is no sun here, and the horizon cannot be seen. In the distance, there is no road.

  Xiao Yi looked back, the dark ancient forest had disappeared. At the same moment, he found that his physical body's heavenly pulse was sealed and closed, losing all senses, unable to use even a thread of battle energy. Even his spiritual world was sealed off, his spiritual power unable to break out of his body. In this moment, he seemed to have become an ordinary person once again. (First update is here, everyone come vote!)