Patrol Captain

"boom"

The belly of Tongshan Mountain.

With a loud explosion, several layers of powerful restrictions were finally broken, and a heavy iron gate collapsed with a crash, sending dust flying everywhere.

Then, the soldiers filed in, stepping over the gate and rushing in one by one.

The golden armor split into two rows and hissed as it rushed in. As the golden armor surged, Chen Yuan strode out from within, his eyes shining brightly as he looked inside.

At this moment, Chen Yuan had just opened his essence flower, his blood energy was like a sea, and he was like an unparalleled divine weapon.

Inside the mountain, there is a vast space where a huge pavilion has been built.

Inside, the rosy glow of the sunset illuminated a vast space, a stark contrast to the menacing appearance of the copper mountain. The air was filled with the fragrance of precious stones, medicinal herbs, and ink, a wonderful blend of aromas that smelled wonderful.

It was filled with divine metals, earthly treasures, and scrolls.
The elite golden-armored warriors of the Ninth Mountain stormed in, like bandits entering a village, sweeping away everything in their path and looting extensively.

Take what you can, and burn what you can't.

Leaving it to demons would only bring disaster!

The treasure inside shone brilliantly. Chen Yuan waved his hand, and the Heavenly Flying Sleeve flew out like a large cloth bag, emitting a powerful suction force.

Above the pavilion, streams of light were drawn in, as if ten thousand swords were returning to their origin.

When the time was almost up, the raging fire completely engulfed the attic, billowing thick smoke.

After doing all this,
"drive"

"drive"

"drive"

The troops returned directly to the top of Tongshan Mountain via a secret passage in the mountains.

Looking down from the mountaintop, one could see smoke rising everywhere, wailing echoing across the land, and countless fleeing demons retreating in all directions.

"General!"

A soldier in golden armor stepped forward and bowed to Chen Yuan.

"General!"

"My men killed over a thousand demons and cleaned their ears, but many escaped. The general had instructed us beforehand not to let the men get separated, so we didn't continue the pursuit."

"Next?"

"Next stop!"

Chen Yuan stood in mid-air, watching the countless small demons scattered across the copper mountain flee down the mountain and disappear into the forest below, his eyes cold and piercing.

The news can't be kept secret for long. They're playing the time difference game, so they have to be quick, accurate, and ruthless. They don't need any fancy military strategies, since the main forces of the major holy races are probably not around right now.

When raiding, one must act swiftly and decisively, without getting bogged down in trivial details. After destroying the ancestral lands of these holy clans and seizing their accumulated treasures, they move on to the next one.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so we should cherish it.

"Departure 1"

"Let's go to Hunxi Mountain!"

Chen Yuan gave the order, pointing his spear eastward.

Immediately, the wind howled and horses neighed, iron hooves thundered, and a torrent of flying flags swept down the mountain eastward.

Before leaving, Chen Yuan patted down from the top of Copper Mountain a few times, and several streams of light entered the mountain's belly. Then he stepped into the air and shot away into the distance.

Several miles away, a tremendous explosion shook the heavens and the earth.

Behind Chen Yuan, atop the massive copper mountain erupted in a tremendous explosion, like a volcanic eruption.

Chen Yuan led his troops eastward without looking back, and the demons near Xiaocishan fell silent.

While Chen Yuan and his group were quickly moving on to the next demon mountain, on the other side, heroes from all over the world were venturing into the ancestral mountain. Naturally, some of them had crossed the grave mountain and arrived at another territory.

There stood a colossal black mountain, resembling the remains of a fallen god, indescribably majestic and imposing. Its height seemed endless, its jagged slopes etched with grotesque ravines, like the wounds of a fallen deity. The black mountain stood silently, radiating a chilling pressure, as if intimidating any creature that dared approach.

Above the giant mountain stretched an endless sea of ​​lightning, its rolling dark clouds resembling boiling molten iron, and countless silver lightning bolts like ferocious silver serpents tearing the sky apart. Each strike of lightning was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were trembling, and countless tiny arcs of electricity leaped and danced between the crests and troughs of the waves.

On the walls of this black mountain, ancient bronze hanging coffins are suspended.

One after another, these hanging coffins began to make noise, followed by a series of ear-piercing metallic scraping sounds.

It was the sound of a coffin lid being scraped.

Immediately afterwards, pairs of hands or demonic claws reached out from the coffin and grabbed the edges, making the scene look rather eerie and unsettling.

Then, a series of dark figures sat up from the coffins.

Some people and demons who had crossed the ancestral mountain awoke in a daze from their coffins, feeling themselves in a confined space. They pushed hard with both hands and realized that they were actually in a coffin.

With just a glance, they spotted the massive black mountain whose summit was nowhere in sight, and felt a sense of dread and oppression that emanated from their very souls.

Clearly, they had arrived in another dimension, a different place from the ancestral mountain they had initially ventured into.

But what they have in common is that there are coffins everywhere.

Feeling that chilling aura, this place is clearly even more sinister!
The people who sat up from the coffin looked cautiously and warily around.

The surroundings were quiet, deathly silent. Apart from the figure in the coffin, there was no movement from any other living beings. A cold, rusty smell filled the air. Someone stood up from the coffin and thrust the sword in their hand into the stone wall next to the coffin.

Stone dust fell, its color gradually changing. Curious, someone used two fingers to grind the black stone dust stuck to the sword's edge. The black color spread on the fingertips, revealing a shocking dark red.

The rusty smell comes from this.

Blood!

The blood, dried up and blackened by oxidation, had seeped into the stone walls after an unknown period of time.

What's chilling is how much blood it would take to stain such a massive mountain black? The thought alone is terrifying.

This discovery made the figures inside the coffins tense and on edge.

But before long, exclamations rang out.

Some people have discovered that they can no longer mobilize their internal energy.

"What's going on? I can't use my internal energy."

"mine too."

"What's going on here? Is there a spirit-suppressing array here?"

What kind of hellish place is this?

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In the deathly silence, curses, gasps of surprise, and cries of fear rang out.

Those who can get inside are at least experts at the Heavenly Gate, and are also figures who can stand alone outside. But now, after experiencing the evil of the Ancestral Mountain, they feel increasingly uneasy.

Unable to use their true energy and supernatural powers, their combat strength plummets, and no one can feel at ease in such an environment.

After experiencing these strange events, finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and tried to climb out of the coffin, clutching a weapon tightly in their hand, their eyes scanning the surrounding darkness. They then gathered around those who were nearby, gaining a pitiful sense of security.

But all around were black mountains, barren and without a single bird in sight.

A breeze blew through the mountains, carrying a wisp of mist.

A breeze blew by, and the fog stirred gently.

In the group, a master of the Heavenly Gate, wearing a cloak and holding a long sword horizontally in front of him, suddenly stopped abruptly as the mist behind him stirred. His eyes rolled back violently, and the veins on his face bulged and turned black. The next second, he suddenly exerted force with his feet and slashed the long sword at a person diagonally in front of him.

The man, also possessing keen senses, abruptly turned his head, blocked with his longsword, stumbled back with a thud, and roared in shock and anger.
“Are you crazy?”

In his shock and anger, the man saw that the man with the Mo Dao had black eyes and the veins on his face were twisted like black snakes. He was horrified and loosened his grip by half. The Mo Dao slid down and landed directly on the man's shoulder. Blood splattered and an arm was severed.

"what"

A scream.

That scream seemed to have flipped a switch, and instantly, screams echoed from all directions.

Suddenly, the procession that had emerged from the coffin turned on each other with swords drawn.

Because their supernatural powers were forbidden, these people began the most primitive physical combat, with shock, anger and slaughter intertwined, and bloodshed and the glint of swords overlapping.

Those who had not yet been taken out of their coffins looked on in surprise and became wary upon seeing this scene.

"when"

A mist blew toward a bronze coffin, which suddenly shook violently, even though there was nothing around it.

But the next second, the mist suddenly condensed, revealing a hideous white shadow in the void.

The white figure was enormous, with a huge head, mouth full of sharp fangs, eyes like a pair of burning blood-red lanterns, and a pair of huge fleshy wings on its back. The monster let out a roar, howling at a middle-aged man in the coffin. The sound waves vibrated in the air as if they were real, making people's eardrums hurt.

Its enormous claws slammed down on the bronze coffin, which then glowed with a faint blue light, protecting the person inside.

The monster clapped its hands a few times, then stared fiercely at the people inside with its crimson eyes. It seemed unable to do anything to them. Then, the monster flapped its wings and flew up, disappearing into the void. When it reappeared, it was like a ghost among the people outside the coffin. Every time it flapped its wings, it brought a bloody storm and screams.

What's chilling is that when other people's weapons strike this monster, the weapons simply pass right through it, as if they were nothing, and cannot harm the monster at all.

This situation is also occurring simultaneously in other coffin clusters in Jushan.

Someone astutely discovered the characteristics of bronze coffins.

"Get back into the coffin quickly!"

One after another, figures, both human and demon, rushed into the coffin.

After a harrowing run into the coffin, as expected, no matter how ferocious the monsters outside the coffin were, they couldn't harm the person inside.

"What the hell are these things?"

Some survivors, looking at the monstrous phantoms that shifted freely in the void, felt a chill in their hearts. With their supernatural powers disabled, they were like mortals, killed by these strange creatures, unable to do anything to them.

Fortunately, the bronze coffin seemed to be a safe haven for beginners, ensuring their safety inside.

Just as many people, hiding inside the bronze coffin, breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they could finally feel a little safer,

Suddenly, I heard a soft, rustling sound.

It felt like something unsettling was approaching.

The noise came from down the mountain.

Pairs of eyes gazed intently down the giant mountain, which seemed to be a bottomless abyss, where all light was swallowed up, creating an unsettling atmosphere.

"Creak, creak, creak"

"click click"

The sound grew closer, like something densely crawling upwards.

Finally, when the first skeleton emerged from the abyss, its jawbone was still opening and closing strangely, as if chewing on something invisible.

Then, the second, the third...

From the abyss, countless white bones surged forth, like startled locusts, climbing densely up the mountainside. The terrifying scene caused the martial arts experts who witnessed it to gasp in horror, their scalps tingling as the chill ran from their spines to the top of their heads.

It was like a sea of ​​bones, with surging tides bursting forth from the abyss.

These skeletons are bizarre and terrifying.

There were human beings among them, densely packed, and even golden bones were found among them, like the golden body of an Arhat;
There were terrifying demonic skeletons with six pairs of wings and blue phosphorescent flames dancing in their eye sockets; there were also strange skeletons covered in bits of flesh, seemingly about to regrow.
Many of these skeletons are unidentifiable, but the horror they reveal is chilling.

Endless, surging black mountains of bones resembled a million rusty knives scraping metal simultaneously. Occasionally, eerie green phosphorescent flames flickered, illuminating the horrifying details on the skeletons. Some skulls were pierced by broken golden arrows, their fletchings still shimmering with spiritual light, retaining a remnant of immortality. Between the ribs of others, dazzling divine light shone, unsuppressed by the spirit-suppressing array of this place. That was the middle dantian, also known as the Purple Mansion, where it seemed that immortal divine treasures still existed in the world.

Among these vast expanse of white bones, it seems that countless powerful and monstrous figures buried in the long river are hidden. As the number of bones continues to increase, the entire mountain seems to be covered by a layer of writhing white carapace. From a distance, it looks as if the Black Mountain is shedding its rotten flesh to reveal the stark white bones beneath.

The endless skeletons climbed very quickly, and soon bronze coffins were submerged, and the people inside were swallowed up; death was only a matter of time.

"Run away!"

Immediately, figures rushed upwards, using the bronze coffin as a step.

This has led to competition and fighting for resources.

Everyone wants to be the best.

One after another, figures leaped and bounded up the giant mountain, stepping over the bones of others in the midst of the battle!

The following morning, under a cold, starry night, the sky seemed to tremble.

Amidst the vast mountains and the sands of the Sin City, a streak of light tore through the void, then hurtled into the depths of the sands at breakneck speed, amidst the swirling winds.

A few breaths later, amidst the sandstorm, a buzzing sound rang out, and a milky white beam of light shot into the sky from beneath the yellow sand.

When the beam of light connects heaven and earth

The void beyond the sandy sea trembled violently for a moment, causing the sky and earth to shake.

One after another, terrifying demonic shadows reflected in the void, like stars flying in the sky, were outlined, their demonic roar echoing across mountains and rivers.

"That treacherous fellow actually set up a teleportation array here."

"You killed so many of my demon sons and grandsons."

"You just want to leave like this?"

"Stay here for me!"

High in the sky, a winged star demon descended, its enormous purple hand slamming down on the sandstorm.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

One after another, pillars of wind burst open.

Finally, the purple hand slammed directly onto the white pillar of light that shot into the sky.

"boom"

The pillar of light trembled violently, and suddenly five-colored rays of light appeared inside. Then the pillar of light shattered, the space collapsed, and the surrounding yellow sand was sucked in.

The five-colored radiance was also absorbed into it. (End of Chapter)