Chapter 32 Five-Colored Mist and Clouds Illuminate All Around

Today, the night in the mountains is quite dark, as if shrouded by a huge black curtain. Suddenly, five-colored clouds surge up from the depths of the mountains, tearing through the night and illuminating all directions. The towering mountains are all bathed in light, and the trees with snow-laden branches also glow.

This scene shocked everyone. Across the entire mountain range ahead, light and mist rose, shimmering and colorful. In this era without the sun, such splendor was something to yearn for.

The mountains were in complete chaos. Any expert who was even slightly close to the place where the five-colored mist and clouds shone was eager to grow wings of lightning and fly over immediately to compete for the most mysterious resource in the entire mountain range.

“So early, they’re already ripe!”

“ah……”

All the groups went mad and rushed towards that place, but screams could be heard halfway there, indicating that someone was secretly plotting against them.

Amidst the vast mountains, famous beasts roared, strange birds soared, and a large number of unusual creatures went mad, rushing towards that place.

Deep in the mountains, the five-colored haze lingered for a long time, reaching deep into the dark night sky, its dazzling light illuminating all directions.

People know very well that all the unusual signs are just manifestations, and everything is because the produce in the special nodes has ripened, and it is the white mist and rising smoke that give rise to the mysterious landscape.

Standing ten meters tall on a precipice, Wei Mo gazed at the land shrouded in five-colored mist. His dark red armor, resembling the scales of a dragon beast, clanged and shone with crimson light. With a powerful stomp, he stomped down the precipice with a deafening roar, sending rocks tumbling down and the earth shaking violently.

He leaped down, carrying a long black spear, and ran into the depths of the mountains.

“Brother Wei, you should stay.” A figure in white appeared; it was the city lord of Crimson Cloud City, a man of high status, who stood there blocking the way.

“Ling Xu, how dare you stop me?” Wei Mo, carrying a black spear, stepped through the forest and vanished from his spot in a single leap. He then reappeared abruptly, the spear like a black lightning bolt tearing through a large area of ​​forest, reaching straight in front of Ling Xu.

In another mountainous area, a three-foot-long tabby cat carrying a crimson sword was hurrying along. It moved nimbly and silently, avoiding many other creatures, and headed towards the center where the five-colored smoke and mist were rising.

“Halt!” Suddenly, a strange creature shouted, rushing towards them with lightning speed, clearly intending to compete with the tabby cat for the priceless mysterious artifact.

A mantis appeared, bringing with it a gust of wind. All the branches blocking its path snapped off, forcefully blocking the tabby cat’s way.

It is entirely white, and its shape is similar to that of a mantis, but it is more than a person tall, and its whole body is covered with snow-white fur. Its mantis arms are very long, like two snow-white long knives with serrated edges, flowing with a hazy mist.

The tabby cat didn’t waste any words with it, drew its crimson longsword, and instantly it shone like the evening glow, dyeing the mountain forest red, and the sword energy soared into the night sky.

At the same time, the blade light pierced the night, like lightning intertwining in the deep forest. Tall trees fell in swathes under the impact of the invisible blade energy, and some even exploded.

…

The old weasel, who usually rode his donkey leisurely and with unparalleled composure, abandoned his mount today and sped along, skimming the canopy of various trees, like a streak of white lightning.

“Hmm?” It suddenly stopped, standing on top of a larch tree that was tens of meters tall, with its “left hand” behind its back and a string of beads wrapped around its “right hand,” looking up at the sky.

“The rare resources at that node are not for you!” A cold voice echoed from the misty night sky.

“It seems that besides the people of Crimson Cloud City, there are other outsiders secretly watching.” The old weasel was unusually more talkative than usual.

“Stay here!” A voice came from the black clouds in the night sky, clearly indicating that they wanted to hold off the powerful old weasel and buy time for others.

The old weasel spoke up: “Have you considered that if you leave me behind, your companions will also be blocked? There are more than just your group watching in the dark. Why not let me go ahead and stir up trouble?”

“I can’t let you pass. I’ve been wanting to test your strength for a long time. You actually teamed up with the people of Crimson Cloud City to injure my friend. Humph!” Wings emerged from the clouds and a large claw covered with scales reached out and grabbed at the old weasel in the mountains, truly like a dragon reaching out its claws.

The old weasel, its right hand wrapped with prayer beads, suddenly slammed it into the sky. With a deafening roar, like a thunderclap, the terrifying beam of light twisted like a terrifying lightning bolt in the night, deafeningly loud.

The clouds in the sky were shaken apart, revealing a colossal creature flapping its silver wings, which was forced back by the impact, creating a terrifying gale.

The larch tree under the old weasel’s feet also broke, and other trees nearby fell and shattered in large numbers, creating a terrifying scene. It landed lightly on a rock.

In the distance, the moon rose like a crescent moon over the sea amidst the mountains and forests. Moon insects appeared and confronted the woman in feathered robes, who stood atop a large blue bird and radiated a hazy glow. Then, a battle ensued.

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“I wish I were still in my prime, standing at the peak, and could go deep into the mountains to compete for the rare treasures nurtured by the sacred mountain. Alas, I can only watch helplessly as I don’t even dare to get close. It’s heartbreaking!”

Outside the forest, someone was shouting, looking grief-stricken and indignant.

“You’re already considered a relatively weak newcomer in our team. Wake up! It’s hard to say whether you’ll even be around when you’re in your prime.”

Countless people in the dense forest were envious, but after the initial excitement subsided, they gradually stopped. They were not strong enough to venture into the deep mountains and compete with the old guys for opportunities; that would be tantamount to courting death.

Each team calmed down. There was no way around it; if they acted rashly, the advanced beings and old monsters in the mountains would simply and decisively cool them down, making their entire bodies completely ice-cold.

After Cao Long stopped, he picked up his longbow and began looking for that foul-mouthed sparrow who dared to call him a “lump”.

“A special node has been discovered here! Someone’s trying to hog it all!” the babbler cried out again, as if it had become a spirit, knowing how to invite trouble and trying to lure other teams over.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

One after another, iron arrows flew out, densely packed, shooting towards the place where the bird’s voice came from.

“They’ve killed someone to cover it up! Help! There’s a special node here that gave birth to mysterious resources!” The mutated peacock fled.

“Today is not a good day for further exploration. Let’s retreat,” Mu Qing said. The mountains are in chaos right now. The place where the five-colored mist shines in all directions has been born. The greatest fortune is there. The old monster will go berserk. Who knows what will happen? It might even affect innocent people.

Cao Long and Wei Zhirou both nodded in agreement. Their three teams were quite cautious, preferring to achieve nothing rather than make a mistake and lose their lives.

“Alright, let’s familiarize ourselves with the environment from the outside. We won’t go any deeper today. Let’s wait until the big battle at the higher levels has completely subsided before we talk about it again.”

Deep in the mountains, terrifying rays of light shone forth, as birds spread their wings and tore through the night, and human experts let out terrifying howls.

The battle was extremely fierce deep in the mountains.

Dog Knight Old Man Liu, Black Sheep Knight Yang Yongqing, and others, who served as guides, are now free to move around, as Mu Qing and Cao Long have retreated to the edge of the area and will consider other matters after the battle has concluded.

Qin Ming was happy to have some free time, so he naturally wouldn’t go deep into the area. Rare treasures are good, but you need to be alive to get them.

He wandered through the mountains and forests, looking for the talking sparrow. He had promised to catch one for Xiao Wenrui, but had never found one. Today, this one had mutated and seemed exceptionally intelligent.

Unfortunately, it was never found again. This mutated magpie was too clever; after offending Cao Long and the others, it disappeared without a trace.

Qin Ming paused slightly, then walked towards the crevice in the ground that had once caused him to fall seriously ill, to see how this special spot had changed after the dramatic changes in the mountains.

“Now that he’s left Mu Qing, Cao Long, and the others, we can probably start to assess him,” someone told You Liangyun, who was in the mountains.

“Is that so? Alright, let’s follow!” You Liangyun, clad in the finest armor and wielding a chilling longsword, led his men swiftly through the mountains and forests.

…

Deep in the mountains, the battle between experts was indeed terrifying and brutal. A huge monster was severely injured, and blood gushed from its neck like a fountain, spraying outwards. When its body fell, it shook the ground and crushed a large number of trees.

Here, purple light surged, like clouds filling the sky, long halberds stretched across the sky, and cold light shone brightly. Strange birds emitted dazzling divine light, roaming between heaven and earth.

The center of the battlefield seemed to be intertwined with dense lightning. No one knew where the experts came from, and their identities were all mysterious. They were all killing madly, and some advanced beings had already died.

However, the battles in some areas were somewhat “unusual”.

In the mountains and forests, Ling Xu, dressed in white, sat on the ground, broke the mud seal on the wine jar, poured himself a cup, and then threw the entire jar to Wei Mo, who caught it. The entire jar of wine was only equivalent to a single wine cup.

The two drank silently, but they still held their long swords and spears, each over ten meters long, in their hands, activating a blinding “sky light” that surged into the night sky.

In another mountainous area, a tabby cat sat on the ground, sword in hand, its blade shimmering with crimson light. Not far away, a mantis beast slashed at the night sky with its forearm, which resembled a long, serrated blade.

…

Qin Ming frowned. He was wearing animal skin clothes and was clearly a local young hunter. How could he be being targeted again?

He stopped in his tracks, for two groups of people were secretly blocking his way, one in front and one behind.

One group of people was chasing after them from behind and was rapidly approaching.

“Qin Ming?” You Liangyun arrived and looked at the tall, handsome young man in front of him. His temperament was indeed outstanding, and his expression was quite complicated.

Because this very boy could very well be the obstacle preventing him from continuing his progress.

“Who are you, and what is your purpose?” Qin Ming asked, holding a long-handled black gold hammer.

You Liangyun looked at him expressionlessly, remained silent for a moment, and finally said, “You Liangyun of Chixia City, someone wants me to test your strength. Make your move.”

Qin Ming frowned. What was going on?

At the same time, he watched the other four people warily. Their weapons were relatively heavy, but not excessively so, and they should all be second-generation reborn individuals.

“bring it on!”

You Liangyun gripped the incredibly valuable sword and launched an attack, drawing a blinding flash of light in the dim forest.

Clang!

The next moment, he felt a slight pain and numbness in his palm, and the longsword, as clear as autumn water, almost flew out of his hand.

Qin Ming didn’t speak. As a newcomer, the other party’s strength was quite good, and he estimated that he could lift a cauldron weighing more than 600 jin.

Without a doubt, he didn’t unleash his full power; he was holding back, mainly keeping an eye on the other two reborn individuals.

You Liangyun attacked again, but after his longsword was blocked three times in a row, his right hand trembled slightly, he sighed in dejection, and retreated.

“My strength is inferior to yours, and my speed is also inferior. I am definitely no match for you.” He said dejectedly, slung his longsword over his shoulder, and said, “Someone will probably be looking for you soon. I’m leaving.”

“My victory seems to have affected you?” Qin Ming asked.

“If I lose to you, I am no longer qualified to stay by that noble person’s side. You will replace me,” You Liangyun said.

“And where are you going?” Qin Ming asked, frowning.

“What else can I do? Since I can’t work harder, I can only go home and inherit my noble title.” You Liangyun led his men away.

Qin Ming wanted to say something more, but upon hearing his last words, he swallowed them all back.

“Brother You’s character is indeed commendable. It’s just a pity that you’ve lost and can only return to Chixia City.” Qi Huaien walked out of the forest.

You Liangyun, who was about to leave, stopped and turned around.

“The esteemed guest asked me to come and take a look, so I can assess him.” Qi Huaien drew a long sword and walked towards Qin Ming with a faint smile.

A harsh metallic scraping sound rang out as Qi Huaien unleashed three consecutive strikes before withdrawing his hand. He shook his head and said, “It’s a pity, it’s still a bit lacking and doesn’t meet your requirements.”

“This won’t work?” You Liangyun exclaimed in surprise.

“Well, the important person is looking for a backup candidate. He’s still a step short. Let’s go.” Qi Huaien left with him.

Qin Ming felt bewildered. If he weren’t worried about someone secretly watching him, he would have already gone all out. Was this Qi Huaien really that strong? What right did he have to evaluate him like that?

As Qi Huaien accompanied You Liangyun away, he secretly pondered to himself that although he was holding back, he could still sense the extraordinary nature of the boy who had only been reborn once. He was at least able to lift a cauldron weighing 800 jin, which was amazing.

“Hmm? There’s the sound of fighting.” You Liangyun turned around.

Qi Huaien said, “You guys go back first. I’ll go check. It’s very chaotic in the mountains right now. If he dies at someone else’s hands, and the important person suspects you, that wouldn’t be good.”

“I’ll bring some people with me,” You Liangyun said.

Qi Huaien shook his head and said, “My strength far surpasses that of ordinary second-generation newcomers. You can’t help me. If there’s any danger, you’ll probably just lose your lives. Go see the important person. Maybe if you pass the test of character, she’ll change her mind.”

“Alright.” You Liangyun led his men away.

Qi Huaien had a well-proportioned figure and was a head taller than the average person. He moved quickly through the mountains and forests like a tiger or leopard and soon arrived at the scene.

He was quite surprised and looked at the people in the room, saying, “You haven’t dealt with him yet?”

Qin Ming, carrying a long-handled black gold hammer, faced another group of people who emerged from the mountains and forests. He was now certain that there was no one else in the shadows.

He looked at Qi Huaien and said, “You Liangyun didn’t want to kill me, but you want to get rid of me?”

There were six people surrounding him, all with murderous intent on their faces; they had just had a brief clash.

“So what if it is?” Qi Huaien said calmly.

Qin Ming hurled a hammer, instantly smashing the head of the man in front of him, then snatched the spear from his hand and charged out with terrifying speed. With a thud, he pierced another man, blood splattering everywhere, and lifted him high into the air with the spear in one arm.