C784 Avalanche
C784 Avalanche
"After passing through this Gagon Mountain Range, it will not be far. We will reach our destination in a month!" Elder Ji said somewhat excitedly.
Everyone cheered in unison. Everyone wanted to complete their mission as soon as possible and return to Zixia Mountain safely. The warriors were especially excited because they had received a promise that they could become the city lord after completing their mission!
However, Feng Yimo frowned and looked at the Gagon Mountain Range without saying a word.
Seeing this, Elder Ji was moved and asked, "Liu Duansheng, is there something wrong?"
Feng Yimo thought for a moment and said, "Elder Ji, is there any other way to cross the mountains?"
Elder Ji was stunned. He thought for a moment and said, "There is another way. However, it will take more time. At least two more months. "What, do you feel that the mountain is not safe?"
Feng Yimo did not answer. He suddenly turned his gaze to the bottom of the mountain a hundred miles away. The wind and clouds in front of him changed. A three hundred meter tall snow wall pushed over. Even from a hundred miles away, one could hear the rumbling sounds.
In front of the rolling snow wall, there were dozens of people running at full speed. Feng Yimo could clearly see that they were the cultivators from the six major sects who had split up.
"Quick, dig a hole!" Feng Yimo's expression suddenly changed. He was the first to wave his Blunt Slow Sword and start digging a hole on the hard ground.
Because the ground of the Death God Domain was cold all year round, the ground was as hard as steel. With a single sword strike, it was only a foot deep.
Elder Ji, Elder De, Elder Bei, and the other cultivators didn't care about the consumption of their magic power. They took out their magic treasures and struck the ground with all their might. Very quickly, numerous deep pits were blasted out.
"Quickly go in!" Feng Yimo's eyes were red as he roared. He pulled Qing Yu over and stuffed her into the pit below him.
The warriors who were dumbfounded were all dragged into the deep pit by the warriors. As soon as they laid down, the heavy snow rolled over. They were only 30 miles away for 30 breaths of time. They arrived in the blink of an eye.
Because there was a pit to hide, the rolling snow flew above them like a wave. In an instant, the cultivators of the six major sects who were running at the front were drowned.
However, the strong and violent sea of snow seemed endless. It rushed over a hundred miles before stopping. The snow above Feng Yimo's head stopped flowing. He immediately waved his Blunt Slow Sword and tried to dig up the snow.
He was a cultivator, so he didn't need to breathe. However, Qing Yu, who was beside him, couldn't help but breathe. At this moment, her breathing had become rapid.
Bang!
The Blunt Slow Sword stirred up a large amount of snow. Like a snow dragon, it rose from under the snow. Feng Yimo pulled Qing Yu with his left hand and arrived at the top.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Snowflakes exploded everywhere. Elder Ji, Elder De, Elder Bei, and the other elders rushed out of the snow with their people. When they realized that Feng Yimo was the first one to come out, they were all stunned.
Because Feng Yimo had discovered them in time and dodged them in time, no one from Zixia Mountain was injured or injured.
In the distance, the cultivators of the six major sects who had their tendons and bones broken crawled out of the snow. Even their high and mighty cultivators had no choice but to resist such a powerful avalanche and suffered countless casualties.
Elder Ji didn't seem to have the heart to ignore the casualties of the people of the six major sects. He waved his hand and said, "Save them!"
Two hours later, Elder Ji, Elder De, and the others tried their best to help. The cultivators of the six great sects were dug out and found fifteen corpses. They were all cultivators from the Yin Fiend Sect's Void Refinement and Fusion. However, there were a total of thirty-two cultivators left. This meant that there were still people who couldn't find the corpses.
What was even worse was that there were only twenty or so martial puppets left. Elder Pang was the one who was quick to pick them up before the avalanche. Otherwise, all of them would have been buried under the heavy snow.
Even the surviving cultivators were covered in injuries. None of them were intact.
Three of the five Great Ekayāna realm cultivators of the Cauldron Mountain Sect were seriously injured, the Yin Fiend Sect was the most miserable. One of the six Great Ekayāna realm cultivators was dead, and two of the Transcendency Period realm cultivators were killed. There were still four disciples of the Guipin Sect, and two of them were seriously injured. The cultivators of the Moon Pavilion, the Peng Yan Sect, and the Flying Immortal Palace weren't injured, but they weren't seriously injured either.
"Elder Pang, what exactly happened?" Elder Ji didn't understand why things had turned out this way, so he asked Elder Pang.
Elder Pang's eyes revealed a trace of fear as he said with a trembling voice, "We wanted to cross the Gagon Mountain Range. But who would have thought that just as we were halfway up the mountain, just as we were about to reach the top, A demon beast that he had never seen before appeared on top of the mountain. Fellow Daoist Kuang of the Yin Fiend Sect was looking at the demon beast with a cute face. Who would have thought that the demon beast would swallow Dao Friend Kuang in one bite? After that, he opened his mouth and spat out a soundless stream of air, causing all of us to fall from the top of the mountain. This wasn't the end, but the snow on the top of the mountain began to rapidly collapse. He pushed us here, and we suffered heavy casualties! "
Ah?
Everyone was stunned. They ate a Great Ekayāna Cultivator in one bite. What kind of demon beast was that? How could it be so formidable?
Elder Ji couldn't help but recall Feng Yimo's words. He shivered. If it wasn't for the fact that the people of the six major sects had come to the Gagon Mountains ahead of time, perhaps he and Liu Duansheng would have gone up the mountain in order to save time. The outcome would have been no different from the six major sects.
How did he discover the danger on the mountain?
Elder Pang stood up in surprise when he saw that there were no casualties in the Zixia Mountain. "Elder Ji, how... how did you..."
How could Elder Ji tell the truth? He made up a few random reasons and fooled them. Then, he bid farewell to the people of the six major sects and changed direction according to Feng Yimo's suggestion.
Even if he walked for two more months, it would still be better than death!
"What? Brother Pang believes his words?" The man from the Yin Fiend Sect came to Elder Pang's side and said in a gloomy voice.
"Brother, what do you think?" Elder Pang stared at the departing group of people from the Ao Lai Province and asked in return.
"Of course I don't believe it!"
"So what?" Elder Pang turned around, "Could it be that you want to follow them?"
"Hahaha, Brother Pang knows me!" But Li smiled, "Hurry up and heal your wounds, then follow them in Zixia Mountain!"
Because they were all cultivators and had reached the great multiplication stage, as long as they didn't die, plus the healing panaceas, they wouldn't have to worry about heavy injuries. After using four hours, they had almost fully recovered. Although they weren't as vigorous as before, it wasn't a problem for them to continue on their journey.
In order to increase their speed, the cultivators didn't save on Primeval Stones and Divine Senses. They released some Puppet Beasts, sat on their backs, and chased after the group from Zixia Mountain.
Jia Gong Mountain, hehe, they wouldn't dare to go even if they were beaten to death. The unknown demon beast didn't chase after them until they died. It was already burning incense.
After walking for more than two thousand miles, Feng Yimo found the people from the six major sects following behind. He frowned and came to Elder Ji's side, whispering a few words.