Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 198. Bloodbath at the Summit of Mount Hua

After some discussion, the heroes of the Xiong Ying Society all understood that the dangers of the Dragon Gate Ghost Cave were far more than what they had seen before, and that many more unknown challenges awaited them ahead.

Shi Feiyang listened quietly to the crowd's discussion, his expression calm, without uttering a word.

After everyone quieted down a bit, he slowly spoke: "Brothers and sisters, now that we know the enemy's movements, there is nothing to be afraid of. Our Xiong Ying Society has never been afraid of any challenge. As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to turn danger into safety."

His voice was steady and powerful, like a calming pill, gradually calming the restless hearts of the crowd.

Everyone looked at their leader, Shi Feiyang, who appeared calm and composed, his gaze steady, as if the terrifying crisis they had just faced was nothing more than a passing cloud. This composed and magnanimous demeanor filled them with fervent admiration, their courage instantly surging within them. They raised their arms and shouted their vows, pledging to follow Shi Feiyang wholeheartedly, fearless of any difficulties ahead, and to forge ahead with unwavering resolve.

Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, his eyes revealing his approval and trust in everyone. Then, with a wave of his hand, he led the heroes away from this place and embarked on a detour back to Jiangnan.

The Yellow River's turbid waters surged into the sky, the raging waves crashing against each other, emitting a deafening roar, as if to devour everything in the world.

The surging river, carrying a large amount of silt, rolled eastward like a stampede of thousands of horses.

On the old road of Hangu Pass, yellow sand swirled in the air, and the gale, like a ferocious beast unleashed, roared and raged, mercilessly enveloping everyone in a dim, chaotic haze.

As soon as Shi Feiyang and the heroes stepped onto this old road, a strong and oppressive aura of killing intent rushed towards them. The aura was almost tangible, permeating the yellow sand, as if every grain of sand carried the smell of blood, making people shudder.

Everyone became alert, gripping their weapons tightly and scanning their surroundings warily.

Just then, the ground suddenly began to shake violently without any warning.

With a deafening roar, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were splitting apart, a huge crack, like the maw of a ferocious beast, rapidly spread out beneath everyone's feet.

Caught off guard, everyone staggered and nearly lost their footing. They saw Dugu Yan, the master of the Northwest Famous Sword Manor, standing on a high place. He wore a black robe, the wind whipping his garments in the wind, and a ferocious, maniacal laugh spread across his face as he rapidly formed hand seals, activating the quicksand trap of the pre-Qin secret passage.

In an instant, a large amount of scalding quicksand gushed out from the ground, and this quicksand was like an enraged beast, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced on the group.

In the blink of an eye, several heroes were instantly engulfed by the surging quicksand. They only had time to utter a few short shouts before disappearing into that yellow "ocean".

At the same time, rattlesnake darts from the Western Regions rained down from all directions. These poisonous darts were long and sharp, coated with deadly venom. They drew strange arcs in the air, hissing as they passed, like snakes flicking their tongues, sending chills down one's spine.

Upon seeing this, Shi Feiyang's expression hardened. He grabbed Yili and Qi Meizhen with his left arm and Bai Zhi and Gong Simeng with his right, unleashing his "Thousand Miles Without Leaving a Trace" lightness skill. His movements were as swift as lightning, weaving through the quicksand and poisoned darts, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

With each dodge and maneuver, he precisely avoided fatal attacks. At the same time, his eyes were sharp as he searched for a solution amidst the chaos, his mind racing to find a way to break the deadlock.

Just when everyone was in dire straits and almost in despair, "Round Bucket" Lu stepped forward.

He took a deep breath, his chest bulged high, and shouted loudly, his voice like a booming bell, unleashing the divine skill of "Thousand-Pound Drop".

He slammed heavily onto the ground with the force of a towering mountain.

With a loud bang, dust billowed up, and his feet sank deep into the sand. Yet, like a giant pine tree firmly rooted to the ground, he steadily held the quicksand in place. The surging sand, suppressed by his powerful strength, actually slowed down, buying everyone precious time to catch their breath. Seeing this, "Blue-Faced Beast" Yang Feng immediately raised his head and whistled, summoning his tamed eagle.

The eagle soared high in the gale, circling several times before suddenly swooping down towards a sandy area as if it had spotted its prey.

A thought struck Yang Feng. Thanks to his unspoken understanding with the eagle, he keenly sensed the possibility of a cavity underground. His eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Everyone, follow me! There's a cavity underground; it might be the way out!"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if they had seen a glimmer of light in the darkness. They roused themselves and followed Yang Feng in the direction indicated by the eagle.

The group ran desperately through the swirling yellow sand and howling winds, the sand beneath their feet constantly sinking, but nothing could deter their determination to survive.

Sure enough, they found a hidden cave entrance under a sand dune.

The cave entrance was partially covered by yellow sand, making it extremely difficult to discover without the guidance of an eagle.

Without a second thought, everyone quickly crawled into the hole one after another.

Just as the last person crawled into the cave, quicksand and poisoned darts arrived almost simultaneously, slamming hard against the area around the cave entrance with a series of crackling sounds.

The group hid in the cave, listening to the commotion outside, still shaken but thankful to have escaped the deadly attack.

Lan Xiaodie and Dugu Yan looked at each other, their faces seemingly shrouded in frost, filled with dejection.

They were filled with resentment, never expecting that the heroes of the Xiong Ying Society were all highly skilled, and that every time they were in dire straits, a hero would always be able to turn the tide with his special abilities.

Lan Xiaodie bit her lower lip, inwardly lamenting, "What am I going to do? I've spent so much money, and I finally managed to get many martial arts masters to help me, but it's still all for naught."

Dugu Yan frowned, her eyes filled with malice, and she stomped her foot angrily, but she was at a loss for what to do.

Shi Feiyang, with a determined expression, looked around at the assembled heroes, waved his hand, and led his men to continue their journey.

At the summit of Mount Hua, the clouds and mist, like a light veil, carry a hint of chill as they drift freely among the peaks and forests.

The biting wind was like a sharp blade, mercilessly cutting into everyone's faces, leaving stinging marks.

Shi Feiyang and the group of heroes cautiously stepped onto the Skywalk, a plank road that resembled a thin ribbon suspended on a precipice, held together by only a few iron chains. Below lay a bottomless valley, shrouded in eerie mist, like the gaping maw of a giant beast, inspiring fear and trepidation.

Everyone held their breath and proceeded cautiously.

Suddenly, countless barbs popped out of the Thirty-Six Iron Chain Bridge without warning.

These barbs, sharp and pointed, gleamed with a chilling light under the sunlight, like cold stars twinkling in the night sky, yet carrying a deadly danger. In the blink of an eye, several people's clothes were torn, and bright red blood seeped out, quickly congealing in the cold wind, stinging everyone's nerves.

(End of this chapter)