Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely Chapter 1341 - 436: Qingxun Treasure Tree, Black Wind General and Toll, Blood and Rescue (Part 3)

Yet this time, the foe clearly responded.

Wrapped in dark mist, a massive saber abruptly swung sideways along the air currents, accurately smashing into Xia Hong’s longsword.

Boom......

The clash propelled Xia Hong’s figure over ten meters backward, as the enemy’s dark saber merely sparked off bits of the Solidified Fire Oil.

"Humph!"

From within the black fog came a chilly grunt, and shortly after, the fire-touched section peeled off with the rushing airflow.

"Power exceeds mine, over a hundred jun, likely even higher..."

Having retreated more than ten meters, Xia Hong’s expression grew grave, his pupils shrinking faintly upon witnessing the foe shed the Solidified Fire Oil.

"What’s your toll?"

A heavy voice resounded again from the dark fog, revealing at last a six-meter-tall Mysterious Armor Giant, radiating black mist and clad like a general, entering Xia Hong’s sight.

Monsters that deceive often speak, so Xia Hong felt no shock at the question; he merely frowned lightly and replied, "I’m new here. What’s the toll, if I may ask?"

Whoosh......

The Mysterious Armor Giant grew visibly impatient; upon hearing Xia Hong’s words, twin blasts of air erupted from its face, its frame expanded noticeably, then it hoisted its huge saber high and lunged toward Xia Hong.

Woo woo woo......

With the Black Wind General’s saber swing, the black winds across the whole Bone-Eroding Path stirred into motion, as if countless black blades—hundreds or thousands—were hacking down at Xia Hong from overhead.

In this Bone-Eroding Path, the wind’s force normally hits two or three jun, but in this central zone, it surges past five jun; that’s like a thousand Xianyang level fighters each unleashing five jun of might, plus a single entity boasting over a hundred jun, all striking together.

Faced with the onslaught of thousands of blades, Xia Hong’s eyes widened in shock, his complexion drained of color, and he retreated northward without delay to dodge.

"Run? Can you flee, you little vermin!"

A low chuckle rumbled from the Black Wind General, and the blades mere five or six meters from Xia Hong vanished abruptly, materializing above his head an instant later to chop down ruthlessly.

"Teleportation? No, it shifts freely inside the black fog!"

Xia Hong’s face twisted in alarm; spotting the Black Wind General’s shape coalescing behind the blades, he grasped its relocation trick immediately.

Discovering it too late brought no advantage.

As the blades plummeted from overhead, resolve hardened on Xia Hong’s features; he halted his retreat, seized the sword’s edge with both hands in a flash, slammed his feet into the earth, arched his spine, and thrust the blade up horizontally to parry.

Clang......

The dark saber bore down, nearly burying Xia Hong half into the soil, while the Shattered Star Sword was forced from its overhead guard straight to his chest, slicing through skin and burrowing three or four inches deep, barely short of the bone.

Hmm......

Over a hundred jun—absolutely surpassing a hundred jun!

Xia Hong let out a pained grunt, verifying the Black Wind General’s overwhelming might; terror and alarm flooded his eyes as he watched the horde of blades converge with the dark saber, prompting him to act without pause—his left eye blazed with intense radiance that lanced straight at the Black Wind Monster General’s visage.

The Black Wind General aimed to immobilize Xia Hong and unleash the myriad black blades for the kill, so despite spotting the beam from Xia Hong’s eye, it held firm, ready to endure.

Shh......

Regret hit the Black Wind General the moment the intense beam hit its face.

"Ah... ah......."

The Shattering Divine Light pierced right into it; the Black Wind General screeched at first, then comprehension dawned amid escalating agony—its towering six-meter frame, forged from black mist, started dispersing rapidly under the Shattering Divine Light’s assault.

"Qishan Demon Lord... Qishan Demon Lord’s Yin Yang Mirror—how do you possess such a thing? Impossible! Ah... ah......"

The Black Wind General pulled back its saber, shrieking wildly with dread in its tone; desperately, it sloughed off black mist to preserve its crumbling body, its stature shrinking swiftly from six meters to just above five.

Whoosh......

Meanwhile, the instant the Black Wind General withdrew its saber, Xia Hong gritted through the searing chest wound and bolted northward in frantic escape.

"Don’t think you can escape, don’t think you can escape, the Yin Yang Mirror, the Yin Yang Mirror, hahaha..."

Xia Hong had gravely misjudged the Black Wind General’s might. In no more than four or five breaths, he fully excised the portion of his body damaged by the Shattering Divine Light. Although his form dwindled to just over four meters, wild cackles rang out as black mist converged from every direction, rapidly rebuilding him back to six meters tall.

Mutterings of the Yin Yang Mirror poured from the Black Wind General, laced with intense greed and a touch of insanity, his frame shuddering fiercely before he hurtled after Xia Hong.

"Deliver the Yin Yang Mirror to my lady, and a massive reward awaits you!"

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"If I hadn’t swiftly named Cai Qiu, I might not have gotten away. Why did the Black Wind General show up right then?"

Freshly arrived at the northern exit of the Bone-Eroding Path, Zhu Yan spun back to stare at the path shrouded in black mist, his eyes wide with terror and bewilderment.

"Does the Black Wind General want the Bone-Eroding Path to keep spreading north? No way—that can’t be allowed! I have to rush back and alert the Lord Governor!"