They dared not delay any longer and hurriedly ran forward. However, after running several kilometers, they suddenly felt their legs go weak and collapsed to the ground. At this moment, their bodies slowly slid down and eventually fell into the cliff.

With a "thud," they fell heavily to the ground, but they did not faint, and instead felt a sense of relief.

They saw that after they fell, their bodies slowly moved forward, not by standing up and walking forward on their own, but by moving forward on their own legs!

They felt as if they were being pushed and pulled forward.

After this continued for a while, they felt their legs regain strength, so they slowly got up from the ground and continued walking forward.

It seemed that only one thought remained in their minds—to keep going.

After a day and a night, they finally regained feeling in their legs.

Moreover, this time, they were much faster than before.

At this moment, they were getting higher and higher above the ground, and they could clearly see the huge trees that were more than ten meters tall, the towering peaks, and the blue sky and white clouds that shimmered before their eyes.

"Waaaaaah—!!!"

Just then, an excited laugh suddenly came from the air, the sound coming from right above their heads.

They looked up and saw a man dressed in a black robe and wearing a veil suddenly appear above them.

The man was tall and slender, holding a long spear in his hand. He wore a straw hat that obscured his face, making it impossible to see his features, but his deep voice was clearly audible.

Hahaha~~~~!!!

He looked up at the sky and roared, his voice loud and piercing.

"Who...who...are you?"

They asked somewhat nervously.

The man ignored them and continued to howl at the sky. He grabbed two thick tree trunks with both hands and shook them violently. The trees shook with his movements, making a "crashing" sound. He kicked hard with his legs and his body continued to rise.

Finally, his body had surpassed the giant tree, and a sun appeared above his head.

He was now three to five hundred meters away from the giant tree, which made his body rise higher and higher. He was like a giant, constantly wielding his spear with both hands. Streams of fiery red flames burst out from his spear and kept rushing upward.

Finally, his body was lifted three zhang (approximately 10 meters) off the ground, tumbling several times in the air before he gripped the gun barrel with both hands and exerted a sudden force—

With a "whoosh," the gun barrel transformed into a red meteor, crashing down hard towards the mountain suspended in mid-air.

"Boom!!!"

The mountain was smashed to pieces by his shot.

After the giant mountain shattered, a curtain of light suddenly appeared in the canyon, enveloping the entire canyon except for a corner of the giant mountain above.

On the mountain, there was a circular altar, and on that altar was a long, dark sword. The sword was completely black, and under the sunlight, it gleamed with a chilling light.

The man's gaze was fixed on the black sword, his eyes filled with longing.

Suddenly, two flames appeared in his eyes, one white and one green. The white flame was leaping, and the green flame was also leaping. The scene was very strange and very terrifying.

In that instant, the entire space seemed to freeze over. Only then did he realize what had just happened, and he couldn't help but gasp, his heart pounding wildly.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then put his spear back into his backpack.

The instant he sheathed his spear, the black longsword suddenly flew up and stabbed towards his brow with incredible speed, so fast it was dazzling.

The man quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the longsword, but he was still blown back a few steps by the force of the air.

The power of this longsword is indeed formidable.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The sword energy struck the ground, creating a deep crater about ten meters deep. The stone was also reduced to powder by the sword energy and disappeared completely when the wind blew it away.

He was secretly alarmed; the attack power of this longsword was truly not to be underestimated.

After the man steadied himself, he looked at the longsword again, a greedy glint in his eyes.

"What a fine sword! What a truly fine sword!"

Although this sword is just a weapon, it has a spirit and seems to have its own consciousness. It will identify its target and launch an attack to strike the enemy.

Moreover, its attack power is superior to that of the previous spear.

The man looked at it with excitement in his eyes.

He secretly rejoiced that he hadn't directly confronted the sword; had he, he would probably be nothing but bones by now...

Suddenly, the sword changed direction and continued to attack him at an incredibly fast speed. The man realized that the sword had changed direction.

The sounds of "whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!" kept ringing in his ears. He hurriedly raised his hand and took out a spear from his backpack to defend himself.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

The spear trembled violently from the impact, while the sword continued to charge forward, eventually slamming into the spear.

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