Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely Chapter 1340 - 436: Qingxun Treasure Tree, Black Wind General and the Toll, Blood and Rescue_2

With such ferocious wind power, how incredibly tough must that green vine be to cling to the trunk and stop it from being swept away?

It's not only the vine; the main trunk enduring without cracking is truly astonishing!

Furthermore, among the green foliage, fist-sized fruits glowing jade-green are visible, obviously no common produce.

"Indeed, thriving in such harsh surroundings speaks volumes; this green tree is surely a treasure throughout..."

Excitement gleamed in Xia Hong’s eyes. Seeing Zhu Yan ahead slowing down, he immediately rushed straight for the massive tree.

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"This Qingxun Treasure Tree alone fetches millions of taels of silver; if I could hack off a few and carry them back, I'd be rolling in wealth!"

While Xia Hong hesitated near the green tree behind, Zhu Yan, two kilometers in front, stared fixedly at the giant tree, greed filling his gaze.

Yet, recalling something swiftly, he shook his head faintly, averted his eyes, and pressed onward. Mere steps later, bewilderment appeared on his face.

"The wind in this central zone feels fiercer than normal. Isn't this gust nearing 5 Jun?"

Was my sensation off?

Zhu Yan creased his brow, grumbled softly, and hastened his steps somewhat.

Whoosh...

Hardly had he advanced a hundred paces when a surge of black Inner Power blended into the gale, roaring straight at his face.

The dark energy rushed toward him, causing Zhu Yan’s pupils to shrink abruptly. He erupted with his complete aura at once and yanked the Big Saber from his belt to parry it.

Clang...

The black force collided with the blade, hurling Zhu Yan back like a severed kite string, flipping him fifty to sixty meters distant.

Unable to steady himself right away, he twirled multiple times in the air before crashing down hard, then instantly lifted his head to scan about, shock and terror etched on his features.

"I’ve settled half the passage fee already. The moment I exit Bone-Eroding Path, the rest follows right away. Why strike at me here?"

Zhu Yan’s words hung in the air amid the howling gales, met with utter silence.

Yet he refused to advance; rooted in place, he vigilantly watched his surroundings, his expression strained to the utmost, evidently dreading another Black Wind assault.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Moments later, myriad black currents abruptly surged faster, madly gathering a hundred meters overhead above Zhu Yan.

Those black streams appeared to awaken with vitality, rapidly shaping into a towering six-meter colossus over him.

The six-meter behemoth donned black helm and plate, thick black vapors seeping endlessly from uncovered spots like face, throat, and wrists, evoking some primordial Evil Spirit.

Hovering silently aloft, beneath the helm, eerie white eyes locked onto Zhu Yan beneath. Without a sound, Zhu Yan already quivered faintly in dread.

Cold sweat drenched Zhu Yan’s back; sensing the intensifying tempests nearby as the Black Wind General’s fury mounted, he clenched his jaw, hastily sheathed his Big Saber, cupped his fists, and bowed deeply skyward, intoning deferentially, "Adviser Zhu Yan of Cai Qiu Baisui County pays respects to Black Wind General."

"Remember the remaining passage fee once you're out. Get lost!"

A deep, rasping tone boomed abruptly from the Black Wind General. Trembling in terror, Zhu Yan showed no hint of offense at the command to scram, merely bowed his head and scurried northward.

Whoosh...

As Zhu Yan withdrew, the airborne Black Wind General pivoted his gaze southward leisurely, his baleful white eyes slitting, twin jets of thick black mist erupting from his visage.

Roughly ten minutes passed before a new silhouette crept forward from the south.

"Aura shifted strangely around here—what happened?"

Having detected Zhu Yan’s aura fluctuation, Xia Hong arrived at the recent spot, glanced about, saw only Black Wind, and simply knitted his brows before proceeding.

Whoosh...

Scarcely two strides in, his eyes constricted sharply. In a flash, he whipped out the Shattered Star Sword from his side, savagery flashing across his face as he slashed rearward fiercely.

Clang...

His blade met black windstream, yet rang out like steel on rock. Clearly, something lurked within the Black Wind—Xia Hong grasped it instantly.

Acting decisively, the Holy Pattern on his forehead materialized abruptly, a spark ignited in his left eye while gripping the unsheathed Shattered Star Sword, propelling himself headlong into the dark haze.

Whiz...

The being shrouded in the black mist obviously never foresaw Xia Hong launching the first attack, much less pinpointing its exact spot amid the thick, enveloping fog.

Whoosh...

The Shattered Star Sword truly struck something solid, etching a lengthy blazing scar into the mist, though the liquid seeping from it wasn't blood—instead, it was an even thicker plume of black vapor.

"Audacious!"

From deep inside the black mist came a muffled roar, but Xia Hong, hovering twenty meters in the sky, betrayed no trace of fear on his features. Through his left eye, he clearly discerned one spot in the immense black fog where the air currents grew far denser.

"Let’s see what kind of ghostly thing you are!"

Ice-cold shout escaping his lips, Xia Hong charged once more at that clump of dense air, Shattered Star Sword slathered in Solidified Fire Oil and trailing a fiery streak through the sky as it plunged straight toward the black mist entity.