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Chapter 1651 Monitoring Zone 3
Yonggu glanced at him but didn't ask any more questions. He simply said to the Northern Frontier Wolf King on the bed, "Rest assured and we'll be right back."
The Wolf King of the Northern Frontier solemnly instructed, "Be careful in everything. If things don't look right, retreat immediately. Don't try to force your way in."
"clear."
They didn't delay any longer and set off immediately.
On the helipad at the top of the base, a military helicopter had already started up, its rotors creating a powerful airflow.
Mingchuan and Yonggu boarded the plane quickly.
"Go directly to monitoring zone number three," Yong Gu ordered the driver.
"Yes, General!"
The helicopter quickly took off and sped toward the northern border.
The city lights below were quickly left behind, gradually replaced by the continuous dark mountains below.
Inside the cabin, the engine was roaring loudly. Mingchuan's mind was filled with thoughts of what this lingering spirit of the Holy Domain was trying to do.
Based on the previous situation, it seems that the gradual decrease in the number of powerful individuals in the Spirit Realm was also their doing.
Back when he was known as "Cang Zi'ang," he was also targeted by the Holy Realm's Fairy Yueyao, who wanted to recruit him as a son-in-law, and even attempted to force him...
One thing after another kept happening, which really made Mingchuan feel irritable.
What exactly is the meaning behind the Holy Domain's constant efforts to win over powerful figures from all walks of life?
It's one thing to mess with the cultivation world, but messing with the human world? Do you want to die?
Mingchuan let out a long breath and said to Yonggu, who was equally worried beside him, "When we get there, let's do some reconnaissance from the air first."
Yong Gu nodded.
The helicopter flew through the night sky for about three hours. The pilot's voice came through the headset: "General Yonggu, General Ming, we have entered the coverage area of monitoring point number three. The energy interference ahead is strong, and the instrument panel is showing slight fluctuations. We do not recommend continuing any further."
Looking down through the porthole, one could see a valley filled with jagged rocks, shrouded in a faint, unnatural grayish-white mist. The mist seemed to have a life of its own, slowly undulating and blocking out the moonlight, making the area appear exceptionally dark.
Even through the cabin, one could feel the faint, chilling residual energy in the air.
Yonggu looked at Mingchuan: "How are you feeling?"
Mingchuan squinted and sensed it; it was indeed the same feeling as the people from the Holy Domain he had sensed before!
He said coldly, "Find a place to land and maintain a safe distance."
"Yes!"
The helicopter landed on a relatively flat area about two kilometers from the valley.
The rotor slowly stopped spinning, the hatch opened, and a chilly mountain wind immediately rushed in, carrying with it an even clearer, unsettling energy aura.
Mingchuan jumped off the helicopter, stretched his arms and legs, and looked at the valley shrouded in eerie fog.
My feet rustled softly as they stepped on the soft soil and gravel.
The surroundings were eerily silent; even the usual chirping of insects and birds had vanished. Only the whistling of the mountain wind blowing through the cracks in the rocks added to the eeriness.
The grayish-white mist rising from the valley looked even stranger upon closer inspection.
They were not completely still, but were slowly flowing and churning, like living things breathing, and constantly emanating that cold, eerie aura that Mingchuan both knew and loathed.
“This is it.” Mingchuan said with certainty, his sharp eyes scanning the area ahead. “There are traces of the Holy Domain’s hand in this fog, carrying a sinister aura.”
Yonggu did not speak, but the chill emanating from his body seemed to intensify, clearly indicating that he also felt a strong threat.
He silently opened his hands, and the surrounding cold air suddenly gathered towards his palms, eventually condensing into two sharp and tough longswords.
"How do we get in?" Yonggu asked succinctly.
Venturing directly into this obviously problematic fog would be a very unwise move.
Mingchuan did not answer immediately. He closed his eyes and carefully probed the mist with an extremely faint wisp of his divine sense.
The moment his divine sense touched the edge of the mist, a cold, viscous, and highly corrosive force immediately wrapped around him, attempting to devour the wisp of divine sense and, through the connection, erode his soul!
"Hmph!" Mingchuan snorted coldly, decisively severing that wisp of divine sense. His expression darkened slightly. "This fog can erode spiritual power and the soul. If we force our way through, even for me, the consumption will be enormous. Moreover, there are probably other traps inside."
He opened his eyes and looked at Yonggu: "Could you try freezing an area and creating a path through it?"
Yong Gu nodded and stepped forward.
He took a deep breath, gripped the ice sword with both hands, and slowly raised it horizontally.
In an instant, the temperature around him plummeted, and a thin layer of frost even formed on the ground.
He let out a low shout and swung his two swords forward in a fierce, cross motion!
A highly condensed, almost deep blue, icy sword aura roared out like an angry dragon, rushing straight towards the gray-white mist in front!
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Wherever the sword energy passed, the mist seemed to be thrown into ice and snow that were red-hot iron, making a piercing sound, and quickly surged and retreated to both sides, and a narrow passage that was temporarily free of mist was plowed out in the middle!
The scene inside the passageway was vaguely visible.
The strange rocks were twisted, the ground was an ominous charred black, and chaotic energy turbulence lingered in the air.
"It works!" Mingchuan's eyes lit up.
But Yong Gu's expression became even more serious: "The consumption is huge, and... the fog is closing in rapidly."
Sure enough, the gray-white mist on both sides of the forcibly opened passage was spreading back at a visible speed, and the passage would be filled again in less than half a minute.
"That's enough! Let's go in quickly!" Mingchuan made a decisive decision, and in a flash, he rushed into the passage like an arrow released from a bow.
Yong Gu followed closely behind, and the two of them moved extremely fast, narrowly escaping into the valley just before the passage closed.
The moment their feet stepped into the valley, a chilling aura, ten times stronger than the outside world, enveloped them instantly, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and even the flow of their blood seemed to become sluggish.
What's even more unsettling is the feeling of being watched by countless eyes, which comes from all directions.
Mingchuan immediately circulated the spiritual power of his nascent soul, and a faint golden halo emerged from his body, isolating him from the cold and gloomy aura.
He looked around warily.
The valley is wider inside than it appears from the outside, but the terrain is rugged and filled with all sorts of oddly shaped black rocks.
The grayish-white mist was thinner here, but visibility was still obstructed, and one could only see a range of twenty or thirty meters around.
On the ground, there were some damaged military equipment parts scattered around, as well as some deep claw marks and traces of energy burning.
Clearly, a fierce battle once took place here.
"It seems that the Wolf King's squad met their demise here." Yong Gu crouched down, examining a fragment of a tactical vest that had been neatly cut open by some kind of sharp weapon, his voice icy.