Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 147: Storm Mountain, Escape
After a while, Nie Zhaonan stood at the foot of Storm Mountain.

This mountain not only covers an area of ​​more than ten miles, but is also extremely straight.

Nie Zhaonan was not in a hurry to climb the mountain. After wandering around for a while, he chose a direction that was easier to climb and climbed up.

Not long after, Nie Zhaonan's figure turned into a black dot on the giant mountain and gradually disappeared among the high rocks.

Nie Zhaonan easily climbed up the thousand-foot-high mountain without spending much effort.

After a thousand feet, a bone-chilling cold wind began to appear, and as the height increased, it became more and more violent.

However, Nie Zhaonan had already put on several leather clothes made of high-level fire-attributed monster skins, and with his profound body training to protect his body, he was still not affected by the dark wind at all, and his face looked normal.

If an ordinary mortal were here, he would probably be frozen to death by the cold wind.

Nie Zhaonan continued to move towards the top of the mountain.

After walking for a long time, frost appeared all around and the ground became slippery, forcing Nie Zhaonan to slow down.

One day later, somewhere on the hillside of Storm Mountain, there was fog and strange howling sounds. It was pitch dark when one stretched out one's hand. Nie Zhaonan had no choice but to hold a moonstone in his hand to light the way ahead.

His figure disappeared again in the thick fog.

On a flat boulder near the top of Storm Mountain, a silver giant ape over ten feet tall was beating its chest with its two huge hands and roaring angrily at the sky. Next to its huge figure was Nie Zhaonan who was staring at the sky.

In the sky, there were thousands of various Yin beasts with ribs and flesh wings circling and dancing in the sky. The largest of them were as big as five or six feet, while the smallest were only about a foot in size. However, all of them had hideous faces and looked extremely ferocious.

These flying Yin beasts seemed to have a natural fear of the giant ape transformed by the Crying Soul Beast. They did not dare to swoop down for a while, relying on their own advantage of flying, and temporarily reached a stalemate.

However, from the greedy bloodshot eyes of these evil beasts, it can be clearly seen that their patience is being worn out bit by bit, and they may not be able to bear it anymore and swarm down at any time.

Despite the large number of these evil beasts, Nie Zhaonan still had his wisdom and a calm expression.

Not only did he have the help of the Soul-Crying Beast, but his own physical training was also not weak. If he really started fighting, he would not be afraid at all. But it was better to be cautious. Nie Zhaonan did not want to capsize in the gutter, so he clenched the long sword in his hand and kept his eyes on the movements of the flying Yin Beast in the air.

I don’t know how long it took, but the evil beast in the sky finally ran out of patience.

One of the largest three-headed Yin beasts suddenly let out a strange howl. The dozen or so Yin beasts closest to Nie Zhaonan suddenly flapped their flesh wings and swooped down, no longer caring about the fear of the Soul-Crying Beasts in their hearts.

At the same time, the silver giant ape sucked in suddenly with its big nose, and then closed its big mouth and blew out fiercely. A large amount of silver light swept out from its huge nose, covering most of the Yin beasts in an instant.

The Yin beast covered by the silver light immediately let out a scream, and then fell straight down, staggering from side to side.

But there were also three smaller Yin beasts that escaped the net. They broke through the giant ape's silver light blockade and pounced on Nie Zhaonan from both sides.

These three Yin beasts were only five or six feet tall, but they were shaped like vultures and extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, they rushed to Nie Zhaonan's head and waved their sharp claws without any hesitation.

Nie Zhaonan's face was calm, he stood still, but he swung the sword in his hand, and the sword shot up, stabbing and poking at the evil beast above his head.

Two sharp screams came from the mouth of the evil beast.

I saw a long cut and a sword-shaped hole appearing on the necks of the two Yin beasts, with green blood oozing out. As the Yin beasts struggled and flapped their flesh wings desperately, the blood fell from the sky.

The other Yin beast was hit on the head by a punch and fell heavily to the ground. Its head was torn and deformed, and red and white objects flew out.

His body trembled slightly twice, then became stiff and fell silent.

The two Yin beasts that were hit in the vitals by the sharp swords had no more strength left and fell to the ground.

Nie Zhaonan's body swayed a few times, but was still stained with some blood. After frowning slightly, he no longer cared about it.

Because another group of Yin beasts rushed down from the sky, and there were more of them.

This time, there were no longer a dozen or so, but a large group of about fifty or sixty, swooping down from all directions. There were other Yin beasts behind them, looking eager to try.

The previous wave of attacks was obviously a test by these evil beasts. The real battle has just begun.

Nie Zhaonan also gathered all his energy and focused, dancing the sword in his hand with impenetrable force.

The sword light, silver light, and shrill screams intertwined and continued to fill the ears.
The corpses of Yin Beasts kept falling to the ground. More and more Yin Beasts participated in the attack. Nie Zhaonan felt the pressure doubled and had to take out a long sword from his sleeve.

The two swords combined, white sword light flashed around the body, forming a sword net that protected itself firmly.

More and more Yin beasts were killed, and the scene became more and more tragic.
Two days later, Nie Zhaonan and the Soul-Crying Beast cooperated with each other and finally killed all the flying Yin Beasts. After collecting the beast crystals in the bodies of these Yin Beasts, Nie Zhaonan climbed to the top of Storm Mountain.

At the top of the mountain, after only waiting for a few days, a space crack more than ten feet in size appeared hundreds of feet above the mountain top.

As a result, a large amount of spiritual energy from the outside world poured in, and Nie Zhaonan's magic power was instantly restored. He was overjoyed, and with a flash of spiritual light on his body, he flew out of the crack.

At noon, when the sun was scorching, the blue sea was peaceful with waves.

Suddenly, the sea water rolled somewhere on the sea surface, and suddenly a black mist emerged from the bottom of the sea.

The inky black fog spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it covered an area of ​​over a hundred feet around.

At this moment, a "whoosh" sound was heard, followed by a flash of white light in the mist. A ball of dazzling white light flew out from the black mist, and a figure in a dark black robe could be vaguely seen inside.

As soon as he flew out of the black fog, before he could see clearly who was inside, the white light's escape speed suddenly increased rapidly, and it suddenly shot towards the distance at a high speed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a dot of light in the sky and then disappeared.

The sea surface fell silent again, only in the expanding black fog, black arcs began to appear, flickering silently. Thousands of miles away from the black fog, the white escape light flickered for a while, and finally dimmed, and then a figure appeared clearly inside, it was Nie Zhaonan who had just escaped from the dark land.

The reason why Nie Zhaonan escaped so far in one breath was that he didn't want to be sucked into the dark land by the ghost fog again.

Although there was no danger for him there, his magic power and consciousness were imprisoned in his body and he could not use them at all. It was too uncomfortable to become an ordinary person. At least he did not want to experience it again.

Nie Zhaonan communicated with the cave with a relaxed look on his face, and took the Weeping Soul Beast in his sleeves into the Purple Sky Cave. Because it had devoured too many ghosts in the underworld, the Weeping Soul Beast was now in a deep sleep, and there were already signs of subtle advancement.

Naturally, it is not convenient to carry it with you. Placing the Soul-Crying Beast in a quiet and safe cave can avoid the influence of the outside world and is more suitable for its advancement.

Then Nie Zhaonan glanced at the nearby sea, but couldn't see anything. Then he narrowed his eyes and released a powerful spiritual sense, covering the sea area of ​​more than 300 miles in radius, exploring the surrounding sea and seabed to determine where this place was.

I saw several fish and monsters that were unique to the Chaos Star Sea. Fortunately, this place still belonged to the Chaos Star Sea. As for which specific sea area it was, I didn't know. Nie Zhaonan showed a look of relief on his face.

As long as he was still in the Chaos Star Sea, it would be fine. If he was taken back to Tiannan, or to Dajin, Wulong Sea and other seas, Nie Zhaonan really wouldn't know how to return to the Chaos Star Sea.

This action of entering the underworld was indeed a bit rash and not well thought out.

After reflecting silently for a moment, Nie Zhaonan aimed at a direction and, along with the white rainbow, fled into the horizon.

After flying for most of the day, Nie Zhaonan's expression suddenly changed, the light of his escape paused, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

Because the spiritual energy was surging more than a hundred miles ahead, it was obvious that some cultivators were fighting fiercely, and there was also a faint demonic aura in the air.

Nie Zhaonan smiled slightly, he finally met a human cultivator.

With Nie Zhaonan's level of cultivation, he was within hundreds of feet of them in just a moment, but these cultivators were still fighting among themselves, unaware of the situation.

Five men and one woman, divided into teams of three and three, were split into two opposing sides.

Nie Zhaonan glanced at them and saw that they were all at the Jindan stage, and most of them were at the early or middle stage of the Jindan stage. Only one bald man was at the late stage of the Jindan stage, and he seemed to have just broken through, but he was not much stronger than the others, otherwise there would not be a stalemate like the one before him.

Although the situation between the two sides was at a stalemate, the conflict between them was obviously not small. Not only were magic weapons flying all over the sky, but the spells and talismans in their hands were also shooting at each other and exploding continuously.

It seems like he will not give up until he defeats the opponent here.

Seeing the corpse of a level seven monster on the island below, and the undried blood around it, Nie Zhaonan realized that the two teams had obviously started fighting because of an uneven distribution of the spoils.

Yes, the corpse of a level seven monster is priceless, and who wouldn’t want to get a bigger share?

The most powerful Jindan cultivator here is undoubtedly the bald man. Because of his profound magical powers, the man can fight against two Jindan cultivators alone and still have the upper hand.

On the other side, the big man's two companions, a man and a woman, were fighting against a Jindan cultivator and a level five monster that looked like a black eagle respectively. It seemed like the odds were evenly matched and it would take a while to determine the winner.

Nie Zhaonan didn't know which sect or power these cultivators belonged to, and he had no interest in the fights between these Jindan cultivators. He just wanted to ask for some information about this place.

Just as Nie Zhaonan was about to ask and interrupt the fight between the six people.

The big man who had been having the upper hand suddenly saw Nie Zhaonan who was already within a hundred feet to the side.

The big man was startled and quickly used his spiritual sense to scan, but his face changed drastically and he immediately withdrew.

"I don't know which senior has visited here. I am a junior disciple of Tianyuan Sect. I am honored to meet you." The big man immediately put away his magic weapon and did not bother with the two people opposite him. He flew to the side and saluted Nie Zhaonan from a distance with his fists clasped.

The other five Jindan cultivators heard the big man's words and looked in the direction of the voice. Seeing Nie Zhaonan, whose aura was unfathomable, they immediately stopped fighting, separated, and saluted from a distance.

"I've met senior."

At this time, the six people's hearts were in their throats. They didn't know how long they had been stared at by this senior. They were also very afraid of the senior in front of them, who wanted to kill people, steal treasures, and rob their seventh-level monster beasts.

Nie Zhaonan just glanced at the people present and also glanced at the corpse of the monster below.

"I have no intention of interfering in your fight, and I'm not interested in this monster." Nie Zhaonan said in a casual tone.

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Jindan cultivators present breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the words of the senior in front of them, it didn't seem like he was here to cause trouble for them, but seemed like he had other things to do.

The big man's eyes rolled, and he came to his senses. He stepped forward and asked respectfully, "What do you want to talk about, senior?" As for the subsequent guarantees, he didn't dare to say them easily, for fear that Nie Zhaonan would ask him to do something dangerous.

"Where is this place? Do you have a map of the sea area here?" Nie Zhaonan asked straight to the point without any intention of concealing anything.

The big man was also very confused when he heard this. Was this senior in front of him lost? How come he didn't even know where he was?

Although he was complaining in his heart, the big man did not show any strange expression on his face. He reached out and took out a green jade slip from his waist. He handed it to Nie Zhaonan with both hands and explained: "This place is located in the tens of thousands of miles of sea north of Qiyuan Island. Here is the map. Please take a look."

Upon hearing this, Nie Zhaonan's face was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he would end up in the waters of Qiyuen Island by accident. This time, he saved a lot of effort in traveling and could directly hunt the transformed monsters here.

Although he believed that the person in front of him would not be bold enough to deceive a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, he still had to confirm the truthfulness of what he said.

With five fingers opening out, he took the emerald green jade slip into his hand, then probed his spiritual consciousness into it and began to examine it carefully.

After confirming that what the big man said was correct, Nie Zhaonan threw the jade slip back to him, and then, with a flash of light, he broke through the air towards the direction of Qiyuan Island.

The six people watched Nie Zhaonan's figure disappear, and then they all let out a long sigh at the same time.

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