The two walked among the dark rocks, each step leaving a deep imprint in the darkness, as if sketching a winding path on a black canvas. Their breath condensed into frost in the cold air.

Lin Mo took off his heavy armor and felt as if he had been freed from his restraints. Although he was naked and helpless, he could move more freely.

The journey was arduous and slow, because rushing would risk a broken knee or even worse. Mo Qing seemed to instinctively know where to step, but on this broken and uneven ground, Lin Mo could only proceed cautiously, step by step.

The canyon before us is long and winding, sometimes encircling the undulating snow-covered mountains, and sometimes becoming a hidden canyon passage where the sun never shines.

Since being set foot in this place, Lin Mo has not seen any other living people besides Mo Qing and a few others.

This place was arguably the most cruel and ruthless place Lin Mo had ever seen, filled with hostility towards humanity.

The cold wind was like a knife, howling mournfully in the dark night, like the painful cries of a mother who had lost her children.

The trees here are sparse, short, and humble, like destitute beggars, crammed awkwardly into narrow rock crevices and deep ravines.

Along the path, layers upon layers of rock slabs hang overhead like sharp swords, their edges adorned with crystal-clear icicles. From a distance, they resemble rows of ferocious and terrifying fangs, sending chills down one's spine.

"It's hard to imagine that these servants of the gods would live in a place like this!" Lin Mo thought to himself.

With things having come to this point, Lin Mo had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue forward.

They traversed the edge of the cliff and witnessed the magnificent sight of sunlight shimmering on the waterfall covered in a thin layer of ice.

They strolled on the mountain meadow, dotted with autumn wildflowers. Ice heart flowers resembled blue sprites, cold frost flowers shone like scarlet flames, while flute grass stood tall and straight, its golden color swaying in the autumn wind.

The deep, dark cave made him think it led straight to hell.

He also rode his horse across a natural stone bridge eroded by wind, with nothing but endless sky on both sides.

Eagles build nests on cliffs and hunt in canyons, tirelessly spreading their powerful blue-gray wings, soaring and flying, almost blending into the sky.

On one occasion, Lin Mo even witnessed the beast, which the servants called the Moon Shadow Tiger, attacking the ram. It was like flowing smoke slowly emanating from the belly of a mountain, waiting, and then pouncing on it.

"Then it will be my turn to slaughter my own kind!" Lin Mo thought bitterly. "A host who, like me, possesses a system!"

This is a dog-eat-dog world; if I don't kill you, I can't survive.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo sighed.

At this moment, he hoped that he could be as steadfast and silent as Moonshadow Tiger, and kill the enemy cleanly and decisively.

Mo Qing returned Lin Mo's Dragon Slayer Sword. He carried the divine weapon on his back, but worried about space constraints, so he also prepared a small knife and a dagger. "The opponent will have weapons, and I'm not wearing armor."

He couldn't help but wonder who the Moonshadow Tiger was tonight, and who would play the role of the Ram.

After all, the other party is a host who has grown to the fourth stage!

He's a whole stage ahead of me!

They walked along the path for a long time, winding and turning along the side of the mountain, constantly going up and up.

Surrounded by mountains, like natural barriers, they blocked the view into the distance. Lost in this sea of ​​mountains, they couldn't see the warmth of the campfire. But if they kept walking, it would surely reappear ahead.

The path Mo Qing chose was steep and difficult to traverse, impassable even for horses. Even Lin Mo had to cling tightly to the cold stone wall, moving slowly like a crab, inch by inch, to cross this treacherous terrain.

Wider roads are not necessarily a blessing. Bottomless caves can swallow a person's feet; countless tripping pebbles and puddles that flow during the day and condense at night are like hidden traps, making it impossible to guard against them.

Lin Mo warned himself that he must proceed cautiously, step by step. He gripped his resolve tightly, as if holding the thread of life itself, telling himself: I will never fall here!

In the ten days or so since he was taken away, he has not shaved, and now the beard on his lips has been frozen into a block of frost and snow.

After two hours of arduous climbing, the biting wind gradually became extremely violent. He tried his best but could only move his feet with difficulty, clinging tightly to the cliff, silently praying that he would not be swept away by the gale.

He climbed steadily, step by step, and whenever the gale subsided, he would tell himself, "Just a little longer, and you'll be at the summit soon."

As time passed, they reached a height from which they could no longer look down. Below them lay unfathomable darkness, while above them, the bright moon shone and countless stars twinkled. In this world, there were no other living beings besides them.

However, at this moment, Zhao Wushi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

"Now's the time to ambush this guy and escape the far north!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo was immediately stunned. "Now? Ambush him?"