Chapter 322 Let me see whose fear this is? (4000 words)
The night was as dark as ink, the stars and the moon were still, only the strong wind and thunder continued, and the huge trees around were swaying endlessly.
Qingshan was holding a long bone spear and rushing through the woods. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes could not conceal the panic.
After turning a hillside, there was another dangerous place in front of us. Facing us was a big tree with three scratches on it.
"Ah..." Qingshan suddenly paused and exhaled, "This is the third time."
The panic in his eyes became more and more intense. He looked around, then gritted his teeth, picked up the bone spear in his hand, and slashed in the air.
Swish, a fourth scratch appeared on the tree trunk.
Based on Gao Qiaodong's understanding of the mountains and forests, he should not have gotten lost. He was very sure that he was walking in a different direction.
But I always come back here.
Confused?
The word emerged from his mind.
He felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have been so reckless.
But……
Qingshan was also very helpless.
They all knew that there were more blood demon crystals in the depths of the Horror Valley, but the ghosts would be many times more ferocious. Therefore, candidates for the Son of God had always been dealing with ordinary ghosts outside, slowly accumulating blood demon crystals.
But for some reason, the recent Uncanny Valley had a lot of problems. He had been walking around for most of the day, but he hadn't encountered a single ghost. It was as if they had all been wiped out! How strange.
He had no choice but to take the risk and go deeper.
Who would have thought that once they went deeper, they would encounter this unusual ghost.
Qingshan turned around, pondered for a moment, and then simply sat down with his back against the big tree.
Since I can't get out no matter how I walk, I won't go. Although it's hard to tell the difference between day and night in the Horror Valley, the yin energy is strong at night, and the power of the ghosts will be stronger. When the next day comes, I may be able to break through here.
Thinking of this, he gradually calmed down.
Snap——
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed, shocking everyone in the surrounding area.
Qingshan suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in the nearby jungle! He suddenly jumped up and raised his bone spear, "Who?!"
The other party did not respond. Qingshan's eyes narrowed and he simply stepped forward and pressed forward.
In the darkness, the people on the other side were vaguely wearing animal-patterned clothing similar to those of the Gaoqiao Cave People. Their figures were blurred. Qingshan asked in a deep voice, "Who is it? Shuigen? Mulan? Is it you?"
Click.
Another flash of lightning suddenly illuminated the sky again, and Qingshan could see the man clearly.
It was a headless corpse!
Not only was its head missing, but its entire right arm was also missing, and it stood there straight.
"ah!"
The broken corpse made Qingshan scream and he turned and ran!
But suddenly, a sneer of laughter came from the shadows ahead.
"You are afraid..."
Qingshan paused, raised his spear, looked in the direction of the sound, then looked at the standing corpse behind him, his face full of horror.
"Why are you afraid? He is obviously your companion..."
The voice was hoarse and old, like a night owl imitating human speech, extremely unpleasant to listen to.
An old man in a sackcloth robe floated out from the woods.
"I'll fight you!"
Qingshan finally saw the ghost in this area, and he immediately shouted and was about to kill it.
But then I heard the old man laugh sinisterly again.
"You have something on your mind..."
Kala La...
A strange sound came from Qingshan's chest. He trembled all over. He looked down and saw a pale hand coming out from his chest. Behind the hand was a head...
The face was pale and bloodstained, and the eyes were staring with resentment and anger.
Qingshan can be recognized at a glance.
He was one of the people from Gaoqiao Cave who participated in the competition for the Holy Son, Qingshan’s childhood playmate, Hu Zi.
"You have something on your mind..."
The old man's voice seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, echoing in Qingshan's ears, reminding him of many scenes.
Just a few hours ago, on the outskirts of the Uncanny Valley, he met Hu Zi.
Because they have always been good friends, they chose to travel together even in the battle for the Son of God.
But Qingshan gradually developed evil intentions.
Hu Zi's strength has always been higher than his, and he has collected more blood magic crystals than him. However, he has been busy all day and has not gained much. If he continues like this, he will definitely lose.
So he took advantage of Hu Zi's unpreparedness and shot him with a spear, cutting off his arm. Hu Zi, who had almost lost the ability to resist, was soon beheaded by him.
Qingshan buried Hu Zi's body on the spot and continued on his journey with the Blood Demon Crystals he had accumulated.
This kind of thing might happen in every battle between the Sons of God, but no one would investigate the past of the victor, and he was not worried about being discovered at all.
This is also why, just by seeing a broken corpse, he would instantly lose his composure and be attacked by fear.
Because he has something to hide.
Now the ghost has come out.
…
Such moments of fear often occur in this valley. In the invisible world, there are countless silk threads connecting every area of this wild mountain, forming an infinitely vast spider web. Whenever fear arises, a black smoke will follow the silk threads and gradually transmit to the center of this valley.
There is an ancient and strange altar there.
The altar was surrounded by several huge pillars made of unknown material, with mysterious scrolls carved on them.
In the center of the altar, there was a figure that seemed to have existed since time immemorial, sitting cross-legged. His body seemed to be cast from some dark blue metal, not flesh and blood.
If Li Chu were here, he would probably find this existence very familiar.
The evil spirit he had encountered before.
But this evil spirit is not that evil spirit. As the last few mysterious beings left by the witch god in the human world, the sources of their power are not the same.
The source of power of the evil spirit was luck. After one of its bodies was killed by Li Chu, it survived by chance with another useful body. Unexpectedly, it was summoned by its own followers and appeared in front of Li Chu again, where it was killed a second time. Now the grass on its grave has changed several times.
This one, on the other hand, feeds on fear.
That's why it used this land that was infiltrated by evil spirits to transform itself into its own Horror Valley. The fear of intruders was its most enjoyable delicacy.
This place may be terrifying to others, but it is a paradise to it.
People outside vaguely knew that there was such a fear-eating existence here, but few had seen its true face. They gave it a name, called the "Fear-Eating King".
"The great fear that people feel before they die is really delicious..."
The Terror-Eating King slowly opened his eyes.
"It's just...what's going on?"
It looked at the silk threads on the east side, and found that the silk threads from the east of the valley had broken in a large area. Each silk thread represented a ghost, and some breakage was normal. However, such a large number of breakages in a short period of time almost caused the entire spider web on the east side to collapse, which was very abnormal.
Then its sight extended along the ethereal silk thread, taking in everything wherever it passed.
…
"Are we stuck in a maze?" Mu Lan said guiltily.
After all, in this small team, she exists as a guide.
previously.
After encountering two Taoist priests in the forest, she was shocked by the large amount of blood magic crystals collected by Li Chu. Li Chu hoped to sell these blood magic crystals to Gao Qiaodong, and the wholesale price could be negotiated.
But Mu Lan had no say in this matter. She could only say that after the fight for the Holy Son was over, she would take Li Chu to Gaoqiao Cave to have a detailed discussion with the elders of the tribe.
Later she learned that Li Chu was looking for the legendary tomb of the devil in the Uncanny Valley.
She said that according to legend, it was the existence of the Demon King's Tomb that caused the Uncanny Valley to become what it is. Therefore, the people of Gaoqiao Cave generally believed that the deeper into the Uncanny Valley, the more ferocious the ghosts, and the more likely they were to be near that tomb.
Master Li Chu and his apprentice knew nothing about the Uncanny Valley, so Mu Lan offered to be their guide and the reward would be just some small blood demon crystals.
Although it might be very risky, there was no other way. With her injuries, it was almost impossible for her to participate in the battle of the Holy Son. But a little bit of energy slipped through Li Chu's fingers, which was enough for her to win.
Mu Lan could only bet that this young Taoist priest had great skills, enough to defeat the most terrifying existence here.
Li Chu was actually happy to have someone lead the way, since the price was just a few worthless diamonds.
They hit it off immediately.
Before leaving, the little Taoist priest had already opened Mu Lan's eyes.
He picked up a small sun in his right hand, and covered in golden light, Mu Lan's injuries were healed in an instant!
Mu Lan looked at the two huge, dried flesh holes between her legs in surprise, which were filled up in an instant.
My legs become smooth, clean and strong again.
"This hole... was actually... filled up just like that..."
She murmured in disbelief.
Li Chu didn't say anything, but Lao Du jumped in at the right time and said, "Isn't that amazing? My master is amazing in many other ways!"
"It's really great." Mu Lan swung her legs and exclaimed sincerely.
Afterwards, he led the master and disciple to go deeper.
He encountered ghosts several times along the way, but Li Chu killed them instantly before they could show any tricks. In the end, he could only judge their strength based on the size of the blood demon crystals they dropped.
Mu Lan couldn't help but open her eyes.
After turning a hillside, they continued to move forward. After walking for a while, they returned here.
Mu Lan felt a little embarrassed. She was afraid that she had taken the wrong path and she also suspected that she had encountered a ghost.
"Is this a ghost wall?" Li Chu heard this and looked around.
"It's possible, because I can be sure that the direction it is walking is definitely not a circle..." Mu Lan said, "It's possible that it is an extremely powerful ghost that has changed everything around it without anyone noticing."
"It doesn't matter." Li Chu said calmly: "I have special skills to deal with ghost walls."
In fact, he doesn't have much experience in dealing with obstacles, but he has never failed, so he is very confident.
"Is that the direction we are going?" He raised his hand and pointed ahead.
"Yes." Mu Lan nodded, then realized something was wrong, "Wait, what are you going to do..."
Li Chu inexplicably drew out his sword and raised it towards the air.
"As long as there is no wall, there will be nothing to fight against the ghosts." Li Chu said calmly.
Then the sword fell lightly.
In this sword, he was trying to change the terrain, so he used half of his spiritual power. But now that his level is high, it is no less powerful than the previous full-strength sword.
boom--
An indescribable column of sword energy broke through the air!
The air was so strong that Mu Lan and Lao Du were knocked to the ground in an instant, even though they were behind Li Chu! They didn't even bother to stand up, but just looked at the sword in amazement.
Dulanke was better, although he didn't know the upper limit of his master's power. But he knew that his master's power might not have an upper limit...
So he wouldn't be too surprised no matter what Li Chu did.
Mu Lan was completely stunned.
You call this a "skill"? Looking at the extremely thick, extremely hot, extremely long, almost endless red sword energy column... What other skills are needed when you have this...
She couldn't help but think of a sentence in her heart.
Grandpa, it turns out you didn't lie to me.
It turns out there really are gods on the other side of the mountain...
Boom boom boom——
This sword clears the way ahead.
Not only the dense forest blocked the road, but also the thick fog, stubborn rocks, steep slopes, and peaks... The hundreds of feet ahead, including half of the mountain, were directly cleared! Not the mountain was cleared, but the small half of the mountain! Only a path rolling with heat waves remained.
The surrounding thick black fog slowly flows in and will be evaporated by the continuous heat waves.
at the same time.
Nearby, beside this wide path of sword energy, a somewhat sneaky figure also appeared.
He was an old man in a linen robe, with a hunched body and a haggard face... He was standing at the edge of the path, standing on one leg in a rather awkward posture.
As a fierce ghost, it must be quite embarrassing to be seen in such a scene.
But there was nothing he could do. If he hadn't retracted one foot in time, he would have been affected by the sword energy and disappeared from the face of the earth.
The sword energy was so terrifying that he forgot to put his feet down.
As soon as all the obstructions in front of him disappeared, he was suddenly exposed to the sight of Li Chu and the others. The atmosphere was quite subtle.
Li Chu looked at him.
He looked at Li Chu.
After a while, he blinked and said in a gloomy and hoarse voice: "You...you have something in your heart... "
But this sentence was said discontinuously, and the tone was somewhat unconfident, which was really forced.
"It's already this late, and you're still reciting your lines? Don't you know how to run?" Dulanke smacked his lips and gave him a thumbs up: "Dedicated."
"Oh..." The old man was frightened just now, but when he was reminded by him, he immediately remembered.
It’s important to escape.
He turned around, spread his robe, and tried to float away like a big bird.
But the next second.
A flaming meteor quickly passed by.
…
Plop, plop.
It seemed as if something was beating violently, and it seemed as if something was tightening violently.
In the center of that ancient and strange altar.
The Food Terror King happened to see the entire scene and remained silent for a long time.
Suddenly, it felt a faint black smoke enveloping itself, which was the smoke of fear.
Almost subconsciously, it fed on the fear, but strangely, the fear did not increase its power.
Huh? Its thoughts were interrupted.
The Terror-Eating King was very strange. He couldn't increase his strength after swallowing. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.
"Let me see whose fear this is..."
"Oh, it's mine."
(End of this chapter)
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