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Immortal Patriarch: Strength in the Family's Vitality (Web Novel) - Chapter 1980: Monsters Hidden in the Mist? (Part 2)
Chapter 1980: Monsters Hidden in the Mist? (Part 2)
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Luo Qingchen circulated the Chaotic Power to protect himself, neutralizing the ominous Evil Qi that eroded toward him.Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan each applied their own methods to resist the invasion of the Evil Qi.
The passage seemed endless as they walked for a long time without seeing an exit.
The surrounding silence was deathly, with only their three footsteps echoing inside the narrow passage, making them particularly distinct.
The oppressive atmosphere weighed down everyone’s mood.
At this moment, a faint light suddenly appeared ahead.
"Look! There’s light up ahead!"
Su Xiaowan exclaimed joyfully.
Their spirits lifted as all three quickened their pace.
After passing through the final segment of the winding passage, they finally reached the exit.
The scene before them made them gasp.
The stone crevice’s exit was unexpectedly a cliff edge.
Beneath lay an abyss of unfathomable depth, shrouded in dense black fog, emitting a terrifying aura that made one’s heart tremble.
Opposite the cliff, one could vaguely see a cluster of ancient ruins, radiating a sense of desolation and an eerie aura.
That should be the interior of Heavenly Desperate Cliff.
Connecting the two cliffs was only a thin iron chain bridge.
The iron chain bridge swayed in the gale, as if it could snap at any moment.
"How... how do we cross?"
Su Xiaowan looked at the precarious iron chain bridge, her face turning pale.
Lin Wan’er knitted her eyebrows, her eyes filled with worry.
Luo Qingchen’s expression also turned remarkably grave.
The eerie scene at Heavenly Desperate Cliff’s entrance foretold that the dangers inside the forbidden area far exceeded their imagination.
And this iron chain bridge was undoubtedly their first test as they ventured into the Heavenly Desperate Cliff.
The road ahead was full of unknown and peril.
Yet, there was no trace of retreat in Luo Qingchen’s eyes.
For the fragments of the Star Map, for unraveling Bai Ling’er’s mysterious past, he had to forge ahead.
He glanced at Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan beside him, speaking solemnly:
"Hold onto me, we’ll go across."
Luo Qingchen was the first to step onto the land across the cliff.
The touch beneath his feet felt hard and cold, carrying an ancient desolation.
He took a deep breath and immediately sensed the extraordinary nature of this place.
The air no longer just carried pure Evil Qi.
A more chaotic, more violent spiritual energy turbulence pervaded every inch of space.
These spiritual energies were turbulent and conflicting, forming an invisible immense pressure.
Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan also stepped onto this unknown forbidden land.
As soon as the two landed, their expressions slightly changed.
"The spiritual energy here... feels so strange."
Su Xiaowan frowned slightly, whispering.
She felt a slight stagnation in the circulation of spiritual power within her body.
The small body of Bai Ling’er in Lin Wan’er’s arms seemed to sense something too, shifting restlessly in the swaddling.
Luo Qingchen cautiously extended his Divine Sense.
However, as soon as the Divine Sense reached a few feet from the body, it felt like it plunged into a quagmire, unable to advance.
Thick gray-white fog had already enveloped the surroundings at some point.
This fog wasn’t ordinary condensed water vapor.
It contained a peculiar energy capable of greatly obstructing divine sense exploration.
The visible range was no more than three to five feet.
Beyond that lay a chaotic and indistinct gray-white void.
"Divine Sense has been severely suppressed."
Luo Qingchen said solemnly, his expression heavy.
He attempted to stimulate the Chaotic Power, trying to dispel the mist ahead.
When the Chaotic Power touched the mist, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, only stirring faint ripples.
The peculiarity of this mist exceeded his expectations.
"Everyone be cautious, this place is more dangerous than we envisioned."
Luo Qingchen’s voice carried a hint of vigilance.
He had never encountered such a bizarre environment.
All previous experiences seemed to lose efficacy at this moment.
His control over this unknown region suddenly fell drastically.
He felt like a toddler learning to walk, stepping into a completely unfamiliar world again.
Su Xiaowan took out a Path-finding Talisman from the Storage Bag.
The Talisman was activated, transforming into a faint Spirit Light, flying forward.
However, that Spirit Light flew only two or three feet before being devoured by an invisible force, instantly extinguished.
"Even the Path-finding Talisman failed."
Su Xiaowan’s expression turned somewhat unsightly.
Lin Wan’er tightened her grip on the Green Vine Whip, watching her surroundings vigilantly.
In the mist, faint rustling sounds could be heard.
It sounded like something crawling on the ground.
Or like the wailing of wind passing through dry bones.
These sounds were exceptionally clear in the silence, making one’s skin crawl.
Luo Qingchen held the Black Dragon Sword’s scabbard in his hand.
He could sense that an unknown danger was lurking in the mist.
"Stay close to me, don’t get separated."
He whispered to Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan.
The three stood back to back, forming a simple defensive posture, slowly moving forward.
The ground beneath their feet was uneven, covered with rubble and weathered rocks.
The surrounding scenery warped and distorted in the mist, presenting a bizarre and grotesque view.
After walking for roughly a stick of incense’s time, the surrounding mist seemed to grow denser.
The chaotic spiritual energy in the air also became increasingly violent.
Luo Qingchen felt his breathing becoming somewhat labored.
The formless pressure seemed to crush their bodies.
Suddenly, a sharp shriek came from the left front.
A black shadow shot out from the mist as fast as lightning, pouncing towards Su Xiaowan.
Su Xiaowan exclaimed, instinctively trying to retreat.
Luo Qingchen’s eyes turned cold, reacting swiftly.
The Black Dragon Sword’s scabbard in his hand swept out, bringing a fierce gust of wind.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
The black shadow was struck by the scabbard, letting out a shrill scream and was knocked back, crashing heavily into the mist several yards away.
Only then did Luo Qingchen see clearly that it was a strange demonic beast, pitch black all over, resembling a scorpion, yet with a pair of bat wings.
The demonic beast emitted a dense aura of death and chaotic spiritual power.
Its eyes were blood red, filled with ferocity and bloodthirst.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Su Xiaowan patted her chest with lingering fear.
"It seems like a demonic beast mutated by the chaotic spiritual energy here."
Lin Wan’er said solemnly, her perception slightly sharper than Su Xiaowan’s.
She could feel that although the beast wasn’t particularly powerful, roughly equivalent to the Foundation Establishment’s Refining Stage.
Its violent aura, however, far surpassed other beasts of the same level.
Luo Qingchen did not speak, but kept a vigilant eye on the fallen beast.
The beast struggled a bit, then staggered back to its feet.
It let out a low growl before charging at the three again.
"Looking for death!"
A flash of cold light appeared in Luo Qingchen’s eyes.
He moved slightly, taking the initiative to meet the attack.
The Black Dragon Sword’s scabbard in his hand transformed into a dark light, precisely striking the beast’s head.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound.
The beast’s head shattered on impact, black, foul-smelling blood splattering around.
Its massive body twitched a few times before completely losing its vitality.
However, before the three could breathe a sigh of relief.
In the mist, similar shrieks sounded one after another.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Dozens of black shadows surged from all directions.
These were mutated creatures similar to the one before.
They seemed to have smelled the scent of blood, becoming even more frenzied.
"So many!"
Su Xiaowan’s face turned somewhat pale.
She quickly took out several Attack Talismans, ready to fight.
Lin Wan’er also readied the Green Vine Whip, prepared to strike at any moment.
Luo Qingchen’s brows furrowed.
Although these mutated beasts weren’t strong individually.
Their number was trouble, and once entangled, they would be difficult to handle.
More importantly, he didn’t know how many more such creatures were hidden in the mist.
"Finish it quickly, don’t get bogged down."
Luo Qingchen called out lowly, charging first into the swarm of beasts.
The Black Dragon Sword’s scabbard in his hand swung like the wind, each strike precisely hitting a beast’s critical point.
The Chaotic Power infused into the scabbard, making every attack carry terrifying destructive force.
Though the mutated beasts were fierce, they were no match for Luo Qingchen, crumbling like clay dogs in front of him.
