Following the clues, they stepped into a mountain range filled with a gloomy atmosphere. The mountain range seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze. Tall and ancient trees intertwined together, blocking out the sun and making it difficult for light to penetrate. The entire space seemed dim and depressing. The surroundings were filled with humid fog, making every breath full of a dull feeling. From time to time, bursts of low roars echoed in the valley. The sound was primitive, wild and brutal, and it was creepy.

Xiao Muchen asked Wan'er and Ling Shuang to wait for him outside the valley, while he held the Star Sword, which shone with a faint but firm light, like a lone star in the darkness. His expression was solemn and alert, and he took every step carefully. The dead branches and leaves under his feet made a slight "crunching" sound, as if it was the only sound in the silence. His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, not missing any shadows that might hide danger.

Suddenly, a huge Black Hell Wolf with a strength of eight-star Dou Sheng peak pounced out from the dark shadows like a black lightning. Its eyes flashed with bloodthirsty madness, and its sharp fangs glowed coldly in the darkness, like a sickle of death. The speed and power that burst out in an instant made the surrounding air seem to be torn apart.

Xiao Muchen reacted quickly, dodging to the side, his figure as light as a ghost, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow of the demon wolf. While dodging to the side, he swung the Star Sword in his hand, and the sword drew a sharp arc in the air, slashing at the demon wolf with a cold sword energy.

The demon wolf landed lightly, its limbs firmly rooted in the ground, raising a cloud of dust. "You tiny human, how dare you trespass into my territory? Leave quickly, or your life will be in danger!" The Black Prison Demon Wolf roared in a low voice, as if defending its sovereignty. Xiao Muchen responded neither servilely nor arrogantly: "I am here to train, and I have no ill intentions. I hope you will be lenient." The Black Prison Demon Wolf thought it was provoked, and its strong body suddenly turned, and it pounced on Xiao Muchen again with a more fierce momentum, with swift and decisive movements. Its claws waved in the air, blowing a harsh wind.

Xiao Muchen and the demon wolf instantly fell into a fierce fight. His figure moved like a ghost, his steps were flexible and changeable, sometimes rushing forward, sometimes dodging backward. The Star Sword was wielded tightly in his hand, and the flashing light of the sword was intertwined with the figure of the demon wolf, forming a thrilling battle scene.

The demon wolf's attack was swift and fierce. Its claws repeatedly slashed through the air, trying to grab Xiao Muchen. Each attack was accompanied by great strength and determination, as if to tear Xiao Muchen into pieces. However, Xiao Muchen cleverly avoided the demon wolf's attacks with his quick reaction and superb swordsmanship.

Xiao Muchen saw the right opportunity, and took advantage of the brief imbalance after the magic wolf missed its attack. He took a step forward and stabbed the magic wolf's abdomen with the Star Sword at a tricky angle. But the magic wolf was extremely tenacious. Despite the injury in the abdomen, it did not fall down. Instead, the pain aroused its fierceness and it attacked Xiao Muchen more crazily.

Xiao Muchen's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground under his feet. His breathing became rapid, but his eyes became more determined. He held the Star Sword tightly, constantly adjusting his position and posture to deal with every attack from the demon wolf.

After a tough fight, Xiao Muchen finally found the weakness of the magic wolf. After the magic wolf attacked with all its strength, at the moment when the old strength had gone and the new strength had not yet been generated, Xiao Muchen flashed around and moved to the side of the magic wolf, using all his strength to pierce the Star Sword deeply into the heart of the magic wolf.

The demon wolf let out a shrill scream that echoed in the forest, as if it was its last struggle. Then, its huge body fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Xiao Muchen stood there, gasping for breath. After a moment, he squatted down and skillfully took out the demon core from the demon wolf.

After a short rest, they continued on their way. Soon after, they learned that there was a precious amber flower growing on the top of a mountain. This herb had the magical power to help people break through the limits of their cultivation. Upon hearing this, Xiao Muchen's eyes flashed with determination, and he rushed to the top of the mountain without saying a word, his heart full of desire for a breakthrough.

As he approached the top of the mountain, the atmosphere around him suddenly became extremely strange. The seemingly peaceful mountaintop suddenly became windy, and the sound of the wind was like the howling of thousands of ghosts. A powerful storm of fighting spirit quietly appeared. This storm was not an ordinary storm, but was formed by the highly condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which contained a violent and raging power.

The knife-like wind carried violent fighting spirit, forming wind blades visible to the naked eye, rushing towards Xiao Muchen like a surging wave. Each wind blade was like a sharp blade, leaving tiny scars on his skin, and blood oozed out instantly, but was swept away by the wind in an instant.

Although Xiao Muchen is now an eight-star Dou Sheng, he still finds it hard to bear the Dou Qi storm in this extreme environment. He gritted his teeth and desperately mobilized the Dou Qi in his body to form a protective shield on the surface of his body. However, this protective shield kept flickering under the impact of the storm, as if it would break at any time.

The howling wind almost swept him away. Xiao Muchen's feet sank deeply into the ground to stabilize his body. His clothes were torn into strips by the wind, flying in the air, and soon disappeared in the storm. His hair was blown wildly by the wind, whipping his face, causing bursts of stinging pain.

But Xiao Muchen's eyes remained firm, and his faith remained unshakable. He knew that this was the key to his breakthrough, and no matter how difficult it was, he could not give up.

Xiao Muchen continued to resist and struggle in the storm, and every moment seemed like a long torture. His body was under tremendous pressure, and his bones made a "crackling" sound, as if protesting against the unbearable burden. But he still persisted, constantly adjusting the flow of his fighting spirit in his body, trying to fight against the storm.

Time seemed to be getting very long, and Xiao Muchen felt his strength slipping away bit by bit, but his will became stronger. He kept telling himself in his heart: "I can't give up, I must get the Amber Realm Flower, I must break through!"

The storm seemed to sense his firm will and became even more fierce. But Xiao Muchen did not flinch. He stared at the Amber Flower in the center of the storm and moved forward step by step.

Every step forward requires tremendous effort. But Xiao Muchen never gave up, because he knew that only by defeating this powerful Dou Qi storm could he obtain the Amber Realm Flower and take a crucial step towards breaking through the Dou Emperor realm.

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