I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 2160 Weird
Qing Yun stood on the edge of the cliff, the mountain wind whistling and blowing up her black hair. There was a bottomless abyss under her feet, and the boiling red mist was rolling and surging like a living thing, occasionally revealing the dark rock wall below. The mist was so red that it was dazzling, like diluted blood, or some unknown life form.

Her slender fingers clenched unconsciously, and her knuckles turned white from the force. An instinctive sense of crisis ran up from her spine - this was no ordinary cliff. The air was filled with a faint smell of sulfur, mixed with a certain smell of decay, which made her stomach tighten.

Qing Yun bit her lower lip, her face full of confusion. As the personal guard of the Green Demon Queen, she had never been afraid of anything, but at this moment her instinct was frantically warning her to stay away from this strange red fog.

At the same time, under the cliff.

The Dark Lord and the Night Fury fell into the mist, but the expected feeling of falling did not come. The seemingly sinister red mist actually supported them as if it had substance, like countless invisible hands. The Night Fury let out an uneasy growl, and its golden vertical pupils scanned the surroundings vigilantly. Distorted shadows could be vaguely seen in the mist, as if something was spying on them.

"Sure enough." A sick smile appeared on the pale face of the Dark Queen. She looked up at the vague figure on the top of the cliff, and only after confirming that Qingyun was not chasing her did she really relax her tense shoulders. But this relaxation was fleeting - there was a rustling sound from the depths of the red fog, and something more terrifying than the Qingmo clan's pursuers was awakening.

On the cliff, Qing Yun suddenly felt dizzy. Invisible tentacles seemed to extend from the red mist, gently pulling at her consciousness. In a trance, she saw the mist condense into countless painful and distorted human faces, and then quickly dissipated. This discovery made her take a half step back, and the gravel kicked off by the heel of her boot fell into the abyss, and there was no response for a long time.

"This is no ordinary cliff," she muttered to herself, finally realizing that it was no accident that the Dark Lord had chosen this path.

There was probably a long-forgotten secret hidden under this cliff. And now, this secret was stretching out its claws of temptation to her through the red mist.

Dark clouds began to gather in the distant sky, and thunder rumbled across the sky. A storm was approaching, and an even more dangerous storm was brewing deep in the red fog.

At this moment, Liu Jun and others also caught up, and their hurried footsteps stopped abruptly at the edge of the cliff. The night wind was howling, making everyone's robes rustle.

"What's going on? Where's the Dark Queen?" Liu Jun asked, panting heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He quickly scanned the surroundings, but saw no signs of a fight.

"Jumped down." Qing Yun answered indifferently, his eyes still fixed on the rolling red fog below the cliff.

"Then chase him!" Liu Jun took a step forward eagerly. The rubble rolled down from his feet and fell into the bottomless cliff. No echo was heard for a long time.

"You jump first." Qing Yun turned his head and looked at Liu Jun meaningfully, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Liu Jun was about to jump down when he suddenly stopped. He then noticed the strange red fog below the cliff, surging in the valley like a living thing. Distorted black shadows could be vaguely seen in the fog, sometimes condensing into hideous faces, and sometimes turning into twisted limbs.

Although he didn't know what the red fog was, Liu Jun knew in his heart: Qing Yun was a powerful warrior in the late Half-Step God King realm, and even she didn't dare to go down rashly. This red fog must be hiding murderous intent.

"This..." Liu Jun swallowed his saliva. Although he was impulsive, he was not stupid. Who knows what's down there. What if he jumps down and then gets into trouble?

Qing Yun snorted softly: "The Dark Queen dared to jump, I guess he knows what's down there. If we go down rashly..." Before he finished speaking, a sharp scream suddenly came from the red fog, shaking the rubble on the edge of the cliff to fall.

Everyone's face changed drastically, and Liu Jun's expression became solemn. He then noticed that there was no grass growing on the edge of the cliff, and only a few feet away from where they were standing, the vegetation had all withered, and the tree trunks were twisted and deformed, as if they had experienced some terrible torture.

Suddenly, a low humming sound came from the sky and earth, as if something was awakening deep in the earth. The red mist on the edge of the cliff began to surge violently, surging like boiling blood plasma, spreading up from the bottom of the cliff.

"Back off!" Qing Yun shouted harshly, his voice sounding particularly sharp in the suddenly sticky air.

The people on the cliff reacted very quickly. Yan Li jumped back three feet, holding three talismans in his hand; Liu Jun drew out the Dark Sword with his backhand, and the sword body glowed with a strange dark red light under the red mist.

The red fog rolled up to the same level as the cliff, and suddenly stopped. The fog was so thick that it almost dripped blood. The surface had a metallic luster, and countless tiny particles could be vaguely seen floating in it. The air was filled with a nauseating smell of rust mixed with rotten flowers.

Just as everyone was holding their breath and watching, a shrill bird cry cut through the sky. A hawk with a wingspan of nearly ten feet flew over the cliff, but the moment it came into contact with the red fog, it was as if grabbed by an invisible hand and fell down suddenly. Its wings flapped wildly, but it seemed to be stuck in a sticky quagmire, and its movements became slower and slower.

Qing Yun's eyes flashed, and the rope around her waist drew a graceful arc in the air like a spirit snake coming out of a hole. With a crisp "snap", one end of the rope accurately wrapped around one of the hawk's claws. She shook her wrist, and the rope stretched straight, pulling the prey back.

When the eagle was dragged out of the red mist, everyone couldn't help but gasp. The once majestic bird of prey had now turned into a dried corpse, its feathers had lost their luster and clung to its shrunken body. The most horrifying thing was its eyes - two dark holes, as if something had sucked them out from the inside. Liu Jun gently poked the eagle's corpse with the tip of his sword, and the body immediately shattered into powder like a dry bone that had been weathered for thousands of years.

"This red fog," Liu Jun's voice was a little tense, "is not an ordinary miasma, it seems to be some kind of living creature."

As a professional doctor, Xu Baoer was naturally more interested in this kind of thing. She moved a little closer to the edge of the cliff, squatted down, took out a jade bottle from her sleeve, and carefully collected some particles on the edge of the red mist. Those particles made a slight crackling sound in the jade bottle, like countless tiny creatures wriggling.

Below the cliff, deep in the red fog, there was a faint sound of some kind of liquid dripping. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. The rhythm was slow and regular, like the heartbeat of some giant creature.

"Let's go, Night Fury." The Dark Queen at the foot of the cliff took a deep breath, took out an exquisite dagger, and ran her fingertips across the dark patterns on the dagger.

She looked up at the blood-red mist around her, which entwined the hem of her cloak as if it had life.

The Night Fury whimpered, dark purple blood vessels flowing under its dark scales. This monster from the ancient demon world seemed extremely anxious at the moment, and its front paws kept digging the ground, scraping strings of sparks on the basalt.

"You felt it too, right?" The queen untied the silver chain around her neck. The pendant was half a broken piece of amber, which was emitting a scorching heat.

She remembered the records in ancient books: when amber burns, it means that the existence is about to wake up.

The red mist became thicker as they advanced, gradually condensing into liquid blood beads suspended in the air. The heartbeats from afar began to resonate, and the queen found that the pulsation in her chest was being forcibly calibrated by some force, and her heartbeats had to match the roar of that existence once every three times. She had to use her remaining magic power to resist, and the blood beads oozing from her earlobes were swallowed by the mist before they fell to the ground.

When he could vaguely see a strange palace, Night Fury suddenly stood up. The palace looked like it was made of stone, but when he looked closely, he saw countless intertwined bones, each bone was engraved with creeping runes. The arch at the main entrance was formed by the remains of three giants, and blue phosphorescent flames were dancing in their empty eye sockets.

The Dark Queen touched the outermost ribs, feeling a sticky touch under her fingertips. These bones were still growing, and she could feel the subtle tremors along her fingertips - the entire palace was a living organ, and they were walking towards its heart.

"That time the ancient demons invaded the God Realm on a large scale," she whispered to Ye Sha, and seemed to be talking to herself. Her voice was immediately absorbed by the wall. "The entire blood demon clan was killed in the battle, and the blood demon king mysteriously disappeared."

The amber pendant suddenly exploded, and the fragments turned into ashes before falling to the ground. The Dark Queen pressed her right eye, which suddenly felt a sharp pain, and what flowed out from between her fingers was not blood, but light particles of the same color as the red mist.

The sound of chains breaking could be heard from deep within the palace. The scales of the Night Fury were all turned upside down, revealing the densely packed secondary eyes underneath.

"You've been here for so many years, how are you doing?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded around the palace, like a sigh coming from the ancient abyss, echoing in the empty hall.

The voice was mixed with a bit of nostalgia, a bit of resentment, and a bit of indescribable complex emotions.

The black robe of the Dark Queen fluttered in the wind. She slowly raised her head, revealing her pale but still beautiful face. Her eyes penetrated through the layers of red mist and looked directly at a certain position on the dome of the palace, where a vague figure could be vaguely seen.

“I’m fine.” Her voice was icy cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. “But our child is gone. He’s dead.”

These words were like a sharp blade, piercing through the entire space in an instant. The red mist that was originally flowing slowly suddenly rolled violently, like an enraged beast, making a piercing scream.

The palace began to shake violently. The ancient runes on the walls lit up with blood-red light one after another. Cracks appeared on the ground, and more red mist gushed out.

"Who did it?" The hoarse voice suddenly became sharp and harsh, carrying a monstrous anger, "Who dares to touch my bloodline?!"

The Dark Lord did not react at all. After a long while, when the surroundings were completely quiet, she sneered and raised her slender fingers to gently stroke her abdomen: "When you abandoned us mother and son, did you ever think that this day would come?"

The figure on the dome finally appeared - it was a tall man bound by chains, with blood-colored runes wrapped around his body and his eyes burning with blue flames. His face gradually became clear under the gaze of the Dark Lord, and it turned out to be the Blood Lord who disappeared in the battle.

"I have never abandoned you." The Blood Demon King's voice suddenly became weak, and his blood-red eyes that once frightened the gods were now dim. "Back then, it was your father who asked me to stay behind to cover our retreat. If I didn't agree, he would never let you and I meet again."