Cha Wenbin's mouth corners slightly raised, he pulled out the cold and elegant cane from under his body, turned to face Old Wang, and left a single word: "Leave!", after saying that, he jumped down the steps alone, with the three-legged toad closely following behind.

  As he passed by, the Rong people around him were swept away like garbage, and more Rong people came flooding in from all sides. Ahead was the threshold, without any hesitation, he jumped in, and the three-legged toad followed closely behind. The remaining Rong people shouted and rushed in after them.

  The square returned to calm in the blink of an eye, just like when they came, only one person was missing. When Chaozi was about to enter the cave as well, the most frantic shaking began between heaven and earth, the cracked steps slowly closed, and this large door that led to who-knows-where also closed.

  The cold and elegant woman on the altar has awakened, and all of this is like a dream to her.

  At some point, the mountains behind them had already been cracked open by the tremors of this underground world. Mount Ningfeng began its final trembling.

  Lao Wang's mind was still echoing with Cha Wenbin's "walk", which was the only instruction he left behind. That person was so familiar, yet so strange.

  "Chaozi, Zhuoxiong, it's going to collapse here, let's go quickly!" Old Wang supported the weak Leng Yiran and shouted at them.

  Chaozi was still frantically moving the stones on the ground, trying to find that entrance. But no matter how deep he dug, it was all just stones, as if it had never been opened before. The entire square began to shake with round after round of earthquakes. "If we don't leave now, we'll all be buried here!" Old Wang looked at the dust-filled sky and understood - no one would give up on him, even if he wasn't Chaowenbin. No one would give up. "Chaowenbin left behind only one word before he left: 'Leave!' He told us to leave!"

  Zhuo Xiong tried to pull up Chaozi, but was pushed open by him. The wound on his body had burst again, and fresh blood was excitedly pouring out with every movement of his arm.

  "Run!" Zhuo Xiong grabbed Super Z suddenly, but what he got in return was a fist as hard as steel. Collapse was only a matter of time, and the result of staying here was only one - total annihilation. Zhuo Xiong gave Heng Roulian a signal with his eyes, and the two quietly moved to his back. A palm knife chopped down on Super Z's neck, and he let out a muffled groan. Heng Roulian took advantage of the momentum to carry him onto his own back.

  Zhuo Xiong carried Zhu Lao Han's body and gathered on the altar, Leng Yi Ran was still very weak at this time. Old Wang carried the tearful girl on his back. She cried, perhaps it was all she could do at this moment.

  Just as Takao was about to head towards the back mountain, he noticed two more people on the square. The Tōin sisters were still locked onto the bronze pillars, their faces pale and greyish, quietly waiting for the arrival of death. There's nothing more tragic than waiting for death, when all hope has been lost, Chitose tightly grasped her sister's hand, giving her final encouragement.

  "Ah!" Zhuo Xiong put down the old man's body, dodging the constantly falling boulders, and rushed towards the square. A sharp dagger quickly cut open the knots, saying: "If you can still walk, follow us out, this place is about to be trampled." After finishing speaking, he walked away without looking back.

  The Peach Sister didn't expect that Mochizuki, who was supposed to be the one who killed his father and destroyed his clan, would end up being the one to save him. In comparison, what kind of person is Mochizuki One Wood? The two sisters supported each other, following closely behind Takao's footsteps. As for the sisters joining, Old Wang didn't say a word, and Heng Rou's face was even more expressionless. Before the arrival of the Death God, everyone had the right to live.

  When the countless torches on the square began to go out one by one, there was nothing but the rumbling sound of collapse. As Zhuo Xiong and others rushed out of the valley in one breath, the last three brightest bronze pillars went out at the same time, was this his final gift to them? The shaking and trembling of the earth forced them to lie on the ground, waiting for the final calm.

  The sky was already late, and the items they brought were basically all consumed. Chaozi woke up with red eyes and didn't say a word. He had lost Cha Wenbin once before, and he couldn't afford to lose him again.

  Going down the mountain is the only option, and the occasional small tremors continue. In the wilderness, no one knows the way down the mountain. After walking around in circles, everyone can't tell where they are now. The overcast clouds block out the starlight, making it impossible to determine direction, relying solely on experience, even Chaozi and Zhuoxiong are not sure.

  "I know the way down the mountain." A soft, gentle voice rose up, and everyone looked down privately. Chitose stood out with a red face. "The master of the house has records of the route up the mountain, don't go down that way, we need to cross over the top of the mountain, then head in the direction of the river, and we can get down the mountain."

  To believe or not to believe? A Japanese woman, once a ruthless killer with a steel sword in hand, seemed to have no better choice than to choose to believe. Chaozi didn't forget to drop a sentence: "If you dare to cheat, even if you're a woman, I can still take action."

  Along the rugged mountain road, several earthquakes had already turned this mysterious great mountain into a mess, with landslides and giant rocks everywhere. Finally, at the top of the mountain, they saw an ancient ruin that had long been destroyed. Old Wang analyzed that this was a place for worshiping heaven, but now he really didn't have the heart to look anymore. Mount Qiufeng, tonight's night, not even a snake or a mosquito could be seen, it was as if someone had opened up a safe path for them. After crossing over the mountain peak, they indeed saw a stream, and the group followed it all the way down. During this time, Qian Xue, due to her severe internal injuries, was no longer able to keep going, and nobody expected that He Yi Chao would be the one to carry her on his back. Qian Xue, a person like her name (thousand snow), lay on this man's body, which was covered in bloodstains and bruises, and for the first time in her life, her cold face showed a hint of blush.

  The sky was already light, and along this small stream, they had been walking for a whole night. The thorns had scratched their skin, and their steps were starting to stagger. Hunger, hatred, longing, worry, countless emotions were intertwined. Their lead-filled legs continued to move forward, but they didn't know how much longer they would have to walk or where they were until they came across a thatched hut.

  Chaozi carried Qianxue on his back and rushed forward as if he had seen hope, an old man with a bamboo hat and holding a gourd came out.

  Lying at the entrance of a thatched cottage, everyone was left gasping for breath. This is where a medicine collector had set up his abode.

  "When they learned that they came down from the mountain top, the herb collectors widened their eyes and said: "This is the foot of Qifeng Mountain. Where did you come from? How can you get in there? The Qifeng Mountain is always shrouded in clouds and fog all year round, with many poisonous snakes and wild beasts."

  Looking back, the mist-shrouded Mount Taihang had once again disappeared into the vast expanse of white fog, its original appearance now indistinguishable.

  Chaozi pulled out a crumpled wad of money and said weakly: "Old man, do you have anything to eat here? Can I?"

  The old man waved his hand repeatedly: "Can't be helped, can't be helped. I still have some food here, you wait, and I'll go do it."

  When the fragrant bacon and mushroom soup was placed on the table, everyone's eyes were fixed on that bowl of white rice. How many days had they not eaten? After Heng Roulian took the lead, others couldn't care about politeness anymore, almost using their hands to grab, which made Yao Medicine Old Man keep saying: "There is more, you eat slowly, I still have..."

  Chao Zi specially took two bamboo tubes and filled them with rice and dishes for the Peach Well sisters, handing them over and saying: "Eat!"

  The herb collector looked at the group of starving ghosts and said, "Mount Qiufeng, I used to have an elder brother who insisted that there were medicinal herbs there. He went into the mountain and never came down again. The old man was a solitary widower, making a living by collecting herbs in the mountains. As he grew older, it became inconvenient for him to come and go, so he set up a grass shed here and went down the mountain once every half month to exchange some food. After all these years, this is the first time I've seen strangers here."

  "Do you know the way down the mountain?" Old Wang asked.

  "Alright, let's go, I'll take you out in a moment."

  Just after eating, a loud rumbling sound came from behind, and a burst of sand and dust rose up in the air, piercing through the white fog. It was truly shocking. The old man who gathered herbs muttered to himself: "Mt. Qiufeng... has collapsed..."

  "No!" Chaozi's angry shout burst out, his heart that had been suppressed for a night finally erupted. The Mt. Ouquan, could no longer bear the successive changes of recent days, collapsed...

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