MTLNOVEL Chapter 412, Mist Mountain Range
Swoosh!
The Star Trace Sword cut a dazzling arc through the air. In Tuoba Gu's eyes, what seemed like an ordinary slash gradually enlarged, akin to a falling meteor.
Clang!
The sword tip collided with the fist, sparks flying from the center. A tremendous force transmitted from the Star Trace Sword. Chu Ming immediately withdrew, retreating swiftly, his chest churning with qi and blood. However, being a Body Refining Martial Artist, such minor injuries were insignificant to him.
How could Tuoba Gu let Chu Ming off so easily? As Chu Ming retreated, he pursued relentlessly, closing in with fist shadows falling upon Chu Ming like a deluge from all directions.
Clang clang clang...
Within moments, they exchanged dozens of blows. From initially looking beleaguered, Chu Ming gradually fell into a disadvantage. However, it was impossible for Tuoba Gu to defeat him without at least three hundred moves.
Whoosh!
With a single strike, Chu Ming knocked Tuoba Gu's fist away. His gaze turned icy cold as he chose a random direction and instantly transformed into a beam of sword light, vanishing from the spot.
"Nowhere to run!"
Furious at failing to subdue Chu Ming in front of everyone, Tuoba Gu shouted as he resumed the chase, the wind howling loudly around them.
"Chu Ming is truly a genius, it's a pity he's not part of the Ye Family."
Watching Chu Ming's departing figure, Ye Feiying shook his head with regret.
"I will return tomorrow. I won't go back on my promise to the Ye Family."
Standing before Ye Feiying, Yemai thought of Chu Ming, a spark of brilliance flashing in her eyes. She turned to Ye Feiying and spoke softly.
"Thank you, Miss Ye!"
Ye Feiying was overjoyed to hear those words.
...
Swoosh!
A streak of light flew out from Ye City, heading towards the vast wilderness. Scenery on both sides quickly blurred past. Chu Ming took out several Healing Elixirs from his Storage Ring and popped them into his mouth. Using his peripheral vision, he glanced behind him.
Tuoba Gu pursued closely, his expression stern and his grey robe billowing. As a martial artist at the Guiyuan Realm Sixth Layer, his spiritual power was naturally immense, giving him a significant advantage. He did not believe Chu Ming could sustain his speed indefinitely.
Once Chu Ming slowed down, it would be his time to die.
Yes, the thought of killing had already crossed his mind. Chu Ming's exhibited talent made him tremble.
If he provoked Chu Ming today and Chu Ming survived, it would spell death for him and the destruction of the Tuoba Family in the future.
To his surprise, half a day had passed, and Chu Ming's speed had not diminished in the slightest, leading to Tuoba Gu's mounting frustration.
In reality, the Ninth Layer of the Pure Essence Qi Gong increased Chu Ming's spiritual power recovery rate by two to three times. Although his spiritual power was inferior to Tuoba Gu's, it was sufficient to maintain his speed for at least three days before completely depleting.
Boom!
A terrifying black fist shadow, imbued with thunderous momentum, charged at Chu Ming like a stampede of wild horses.
Clang!
The Star Trace Sword swiftly slashed out, its tip directly meeting the fist's bottom, impeding its advance. Instead, Chu Ming utilized the rebound force to enhance his speed significantly, further enraging Tuoba Gu.
In this half-day, they had traversed half the Beiming Domain. Ahead loomed an unending mountain range, shrouded in a light mist. Occasionally, painful wails emanated creepily from within.
"Something's off about that mountain range ahead!"
The remnant soul of the Ancient Sword Emperor within Chu Ming's dantian emerged from the Sword Scripture, gazing at the mountain range ahead with a solemn expression.
"There's no time!"
Seeing Tuoba Gu's relentless pursuit, Chu Ming knew there was something strange about the mountain range but could only brace himself and charge in. The surrounding white mist instantly obscured his vision, forcing him to slow down.
Swoosh!
Tuoba Gu stopped at the mountain range's edge, hesitating with a dubious look.
"That is the Mist Mountain Range. I've never heard of anyone coming out alive once they've entered. Chu Ming is doomed this time!"
Tuoba Gu allowed a cold smile to appear on his lips, deciding not to enter the range. Instead, he found a random rock at the edge, sat down, and closed his eyes, resting while waiting.
Within the Mist Mountain Range, Chu Ming was thoroughly disoriented. The pervasive mist limited his visibility to ten meters, and even his spiritual sense was suppressed, only extending fifty meters around him.
"Master, have you ever heard of this place?"
Chu Ming asked the remnant soul of the Ancient Sword Emperor in his dantian.
"The continent is vast. There are some places even I have never set foot in."
The Ancient Sword Emperor spoke faintly. He believed Chu Ming's perilous situation was not unusual. Before becoming Life and Death Realm Kings, countless martial artists experienced near-death encounters.
Crack!
The sound of breaking bones drew Chu Ming's attention. Looking down, he saw a white skeleton. Perhaps long decayed, as soon as he touched it, the entire skeleton crumbled to dust.
Leaning down, Chu Ming gently removed the Storage Ring from the bone's finger, infusing it with his spiritual sense. He found only tens of thousands of Middle Grade Spirit Stones, a pittance.
Finding a relatively safe spot, Chu Ming held two Middle Grade Spirit Stones, quickly replenishing the spiritual power in his dantian. Facing unknown dangers ahead, he maintained peak condition to stay prepared.
An hour later, Chu Ming finished his meditation, cautiously moving forward. Along the way, he found more white skeletons, long dead, without any visible wounds. He suspected they were martial artists who had lost their way in the Mist Mountain Range.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, a black figure lunged at Chu Ming with overwhelming force. He felt a chilling aura emanate from it.
Clang!
The Star Trace Sword sliced a brilliant arc, rolling the air. The dazzling sword light struck the black figure, producing a metallic clang.
Pfft!
The black figure retreated a few steps, cautiously watching Chu Ming. Only then did Chu Ming clearly see it was a coal-black feline demon beast, with yellow eyes, sharp fangs, and claws. Its fur was sleek, standing half a meter tall, with eyes the size of fists, staring warily at Chu Ming.
"A Three-tailed Black Cat Demon?"
The Ancient Sword Emperor's remnant soul in Chu Ming's dantian spoke in surprise.
To be honest, Chu Ming had no idea what it was. Hearing the Ancient Sword Emperor's voice, he promptly asked.
"What is a Three-tailed Black Cat Demon?"
After confirming, the Ancient Sword Emperor slowly explained.