sinovels Chapter 74 Arrival at the Black Wind Mountains
Chapter 74 Arrival at the Black Wind Mountains
The next morning, at the main hall square of Kunwu Mountain.
As dawn broke, twenty Nascent Soul cultivators stood in neat rows. Xuanhun Shangren stood at the front of the line, his gaze sweeping over them. Seeing no one absent, he nodded slightly.
"Set off!"
Without uttering a few words, Master Xuanhun waved his sleeve, and a jet-black, ancient-looking flying boat appeared out of thin air, hovering above the plaza. Runes flowed across the surface of the flying boat, radiating powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, clearly indicating that it was a flying magic weapon of extremely high grade.
Everyone leaped onto the flying boat. Master Xuangu made a hand seal, and the flying boat trembled slightly, transforming into a black streak of light that silently broke through the protective array of Kunwu Mountain and sped off in the northwest.
On the airship, everyone found a place to sit, closed their eyes to rest and adjust their state. The atmosphere was somewhat heavy; everyone knew that this journey was dangerous, and no one knew who would be missing when they returned.
Wang Tianlong stood on the edge of the flying boat, looking down at the mountains and land rushing past below. The once prosperous human realm was now devastated in many places, shrouded in demonic energy.
Like an arrow released from a bow, the airship pierced the sky, speeding towards the unknown dangers and opportunities.
Northwest of the Great Jin Dynasty, above the area controlled by the Demon Clan.
The once vibrant world is now shrouded in a faint demonic aura. The vegetation on the land is withered, the rivers are murky, and occasionally some low-level demons can be seen wandering around, creating a desolate and lifeless scene.
The black flying boat piloted by Master Xuanhun glided silently into this cursed land like a ghost.
"We have entered the Demon Clan's territory." Xuanhun Shangren's deep voice broke the silence on the flying boat. He flipped his hand and took out a talisman that was completely black and had strange cloud patterns drawn on its surface. With a flick of his finger, the talisman was accurately affixed to the bow of the flying boat.
"Buzz..."
With a barely perceptible sound, the talisman instantly transformed into a flowing black cloud, enveloping the entire flying boat. In an instant, all the spiritual energy fluctuations, aura, and even the form emanating from the flying boat completely vanished, as if merging into the surrounding sky.
"This is the 'Void Concealment Talisman,' which can temporarily hide the movement of flying boats," Master Xuanhun explained, his gaze sweeping over everyone with a serious expression. "However, there are many strange methods among the ancient demons, and this talisman is not foolproof. From now on, everyone must conceal their aura, refrain from using their divine sense to probe at will, and absolutely not make any unnecessary noise!"
"Yes!" Everyone's hearts tightened, and they responded in unison, each using the technique of concealing their aura to suppress it to the lowest possible level.
Wang Tianlong immediately suppressed the fluctuations of his wind spiritual power, standing silently in a corner of the flying boat like a lifeless stone. His divine sense was powerful; he could clearly feel that the mist formed by the Void Concealment Talisman not only isolated the internal and external auras but also possessed an effect that distorted light and caused spatial fluctuations—truly mysterious.
Under the control of Xuan Gu Shangren, the flying boat maintained its speed but became more erratic, sometimes soaring high into the clouds and sometimes flying close to the ground, skillfully avoiding several areas with particularly dense demonic energy that might be patrolled by ancient demons.
Below, the demonic energy grew increasingly dense. Wang Tianlong saw that some towns and villages that originally belonged to the human race had now become lairs of demons, with gleaming white bones faintly visible among the broken walls, a truly horrifying sight.
"These demonic brats..." A Nascent Soul cultivator from the human realm beside him gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Silence!" Master Xuan Gu shouted in a low voice, his sharp gaze fixed ahead.
The flight lasted for more than half a month.
On this day, the outline of a mountain range composed of pitch-black demonic clouds faintly appeared ahead of the flying ship. Above the mountain range, demonic energy churned, like a huge black vortex, emanating a chilling pressure.
"Black Wind Mountains...we've arrived."
On the edge of the Black Wind Mountains, high in the clouds.
Master Xuanhun piloted the flying boat, hovering silently amidst a thick cloud of demonic energy, like a giant black fish swimming in the deep sea. Below lay the Black Wind Mountain Range.
From high above, the entire mountain range was shrouded in dense demonic energy, resembling an ancient demonic beast crouching on the earth, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression. Within the mountain range, beams of demonic energy could be faintly seen shooting into the sky—nodes of defensive formations set up by the ancient demons. Furthermore, squadrons of ancient demons riding flying monsters patrolled the skies above the mountain range like locusts, maintaining a high level of vigilance.
"Such powerful demonic energy...such tight defenses." Master Aoki looked down through the porthole of the flying boat, his expression grave.
"After all, it's an important stronghold of the Ancient Demons." Wang Tianlong's expression was calm, but his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's as he carefully scanned the area below, searching for weak points and infiltration routes marked on the map. "However, even the most secure defenses have loopholes."
Master Xuanhun turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his voice deep and clear: "Everyone, the plan has changed."
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback and turned to look at Master Xuan Gu.
"The original plan was to infiltrate from the west side of the mountain range, but according to my observation, the patrols on the west side are too dense, and there are almost no gaps between the array nodes." Master Xuangu pointed downwards, "On the other hand, there is a dangerous place called 'Soul-Severing Cliff' on the north side of the mountain range. The demonic energy there is relatively thin, and the terrain is treacherous. Patrols pass by less frequently. More importantly, it is the confluence of two underground demonic veins, where the demonic energy flows erratically, which can conceal our presence."
"Soul-Severing Cliff..." Wang Tianlong quickly recalled the map information in his mind. Soul-Severing Cliff was indeed a dangerous place, with unfathomable depths at its bottom. It was said that spatial rifts existed there, and even ancient demons rarely approached it. Infiltrating from there was extremely risky, but it would certainly be a surprise attack.
"I've decided to infiltrate from the Broken Soul Cliff," Master Xuanhun said decisively. "The flying boat is too conspicuous; we can no longer remain hidden. Everyone, prepare to disembark, use your respective escape techniques, and follow me in!"
"Yes!" the crowd responded in unison, checking their equipment and adjusting their posture.
Master Xuangu then looked at Wang Tianlong and Caiyi: "Fellow Daoist Wang, Commander Caiyi, you two have the best escape techniques. You are responsible for scouting ahead. If you encounter patrol teams, try to avoid them. If you cannot avoid them... fight quickly and decisively, without alerting the Ancient Demon!"
"Understood!" Wang Tianlong and Caiyi exchanged a glance, both seeing the confidence in each other's eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Qingmu," Xuanhun Shangren looked at Qingmu Shangren again, "you and the other three fellow Daoists who are skilled in formations are responsible for guarding the rear and being prepared to set up temporary formations at any time to block the pursuers."
"This humble Taoist obeys!" Master Aoki nodded solemnly.
"Alright! Move out!" With a command from Master Xuan Gu, the concealment screen of the flying boat quietly opened a crack.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
One after another, figures shot out from the flying boat like ghosts, instantly merging into the surrounding demonic clouds.
Wang Tianlong and Caiyi took the lead. Wang Tianlong used the "Wind-Treading Technique," his figure transforming into a pale blue shadow that almost merged with the demonic clouds; Caiyi, on the other hand, had her seven-colored light contained within her, like a nimble swallow, closely following beside Wang Tianlong.
The two worked in perfect harmony, using their superb escape techniques and keen perception of qi to skillfully evade patrolling groups of ancient demons and rapidly stealthily make their way towards the direction of Broken Soul Cliff.
Below, the outline of the Black Wind Mountains became increasingly clear, the soaring demonic energy seeming to devour everything. The air was thick with the pungent smell of sulfur and decay, making one want to vomit.
Wang Tianlong took a deep breath, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, his gaze resolute. He knew that the real test had only just begun. Once he stepped into the Black Wind Mountains, every step could be on the verge of death.
But he was fearless. What did this little risk matter for the sake of military merit, the "Black Flame Pill," and the opportunity to break through to the Void Refinement Realm?