You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 227: White Mist Disperses, Climbing the Mountain
Three days passed in a flash. At the southern foot of Beijie Mountain, a stronghold of the Beijie Mountain demon clan was rising and falling. One could see high-rise buildings being built one after another, like a forest of spring bamboo shoots with distinct joints.

This is one of the strongholds of the Beijie Mountain demon tribe. Thousands of powerful demons are stationed here, but most of the demons are responsible for patrolling and hunting, and there are not so many demons actually guarding the stronghold.

The North Boundary Mountain is too big. If you want to guard it well, you naturally need a lot of demon patrols to prevent humans or other demon tribes from sneaking up.

Although the monster tribe in the North Boundary Mountains is very powerful, a small stronghold would face catastrophic disaster if it encountered the Chosen One, so extra precautions are needed.

Especially today, according to the instructions of the Great Witch, the white fog of the North Boundary Mountain will dissipate again. Those chosen ones who can sense the call may be buried in those unknown corners at the foot of the North Boundary Mountain.

The battle for the Chosen One was the biggest event in the Northern Realm. Every time it happened, it caused chaos and many monster tribes suffered casualties. Even the most powerful monster tribe in the mountains of the Northern Realm had lost many members.

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Suddenly, a strange vibration sound burst out from the strongest high-level demon bloodline in the stronghold, and then the hundreds of demons still guarding the stronghold stopped what they were doing, turned around, looked up, and looked towards the top of the mountain in the northern boundary.

An empty echo came from the depths of the soul, as if an old man with vicissitudes of life issued the final order: "My fellow tribesmen, the final battle of the Chosen One is about to begin. The white mist of the North Boundary Mountain will gradually dissipate in two hours. You must remain absolutely vigilant and not allow any outsiders to set foot on the North Boundary Mountain.

Since the Northern Realm was sealed, we have been away from the big world where we once competed for supremacy for too long. The life without spiritual charm here has made us miserable, and the land that should have belonged to our ancestors has been buried by heavy snow.

This is not what we want to see.

The ancestor passed down the decree of the Demon King to guide our tribe to grow and develop. The appearance of [Ji] just confirms his prediction. The battle of the chosen one is about to end. In this battle, someone will finally pick the fruit of enlightenment and break the seal of the human race!
The lost spiritual charm that should have belonged to us is surging back from the distant outside world. All of our people will welcome the great transformation and revive the glory of our descendants of [Kun]!"

The voice of the Great Shaman of the Demon Clan from the North Boundary Mountain echoed in the hearts of all the tribesmen. Their common blood resonated at this moment. All the demons had their eyes fixed on each other, as if they were about to face a great battle that would determine the revival of their tribe.

The legend of the shattered world has long been known to everyone. They all know how powerful their ancestors were and how rich the northern realm was.

All we need to do now is to follow the arrangements of the Great Witch!
As always, the monster tribe of the North Boundary Mountain waited quietly for news from the patrolling monsters with burning thoughts in their hearts, watching the white clouds gradually gathering and swirling on the hillside of the North Boundary Mountain.

Yes, at this moment, the thick clouds that were already so dense that they blocked the view upward were swirling on the mountainside of the northern boundary. They surrounded the mountainside and continued to gather white clouds in the distance, like a brewing storm, or like a water vortex, slowly absorbing the white mist that was splashed at the foot of the mountain.

Just as the legend goes, the white mist at the foot of Beijie Mountain is climbing upwards like a rising tide, exposing the ice and snow surface and broken rocks that were once swallowed up. A few lonely dead wood poles stuck in the ice and snow, like broken toothpicks, are also revealed.

This is Beijie Mountain.

"Wow—"

Seeing that the white fog had retreated to one-fifth of the distance from the mountainside, the sound of wings flapping through the air came from afar, interrupting the thoughts of the high-level monster leader: "We have found the human team! Thousands of warriors, including a very strong Chosen One!"

Turning around, I saw that it was the soldier in charge of patrol who flew back, his face full of fear and excitement.

He landed on the tall building where the chief was standing and described everything he had seen, feeling extremely nervous.

I didn't expect that I would be the first to discover the human team, nor did I expect that my base would become the target of the human race. After all, each base is far away from each other. If the human team can be observed by me, it is likely that they are heading for the mountain trail blocked by this base. It is impossible for them to make a feint and go around to another base. The distance is too far, and it is difficult for the human race to reach it.

Mountain climbing competition also relies on time. You can't just waste time on a feint to the east and attack the west. That would be exactly what the Great Witch wants, and would be very helpful for the Chosen Monster [Extreme] to reach the summit.

However, after listening to the report, the leader did not pass on the information. He had a serious expression and said in a serious tone: "Are you sure that the team you saw is the main force of the human race?"

Over tens of thousands of years of history, there have been several battles for the Chosen One, and there have been situations where diversion has been attempted. Every subsequent battle for the Chosen One has to be on guard against the human race.

What's more, this time, the chosen one of the human race is not just one person, there are three in total. If they really play a feint to the east and attack in the west, it will be very difficult to distinguish.

What the leader wants is to be cautious and not be deceived!

We must do our best to stop the strongest chosen one of the human race [Qiu] from climbing the mountain and slow down his speed!

"They are definitely the main force. There are about 700 to 800 of them. It seems that the leaders are very strong. It is easy to sense their strong energy and blood."

The patrolman was very sure that what he saw was the main force of the human race.

After all, with so many powerful warriors, they are enough to rival a strong human main tribe going on an expedition. If they are not considered the main force, then the human race really doesn't even have to defend their hometown.

Furthermore, the leader's sense of oppression was indeed quite shocking, as if a single look could take one's life.

"How many miles away from our base do you think they are now?"

"About thirty miles."

After hearing this, the leader frowned and immediately issued an order through blood connection, asking all the demon tribes patrolling nearby to assemble and test the strength of the enemy team.

It is not yet time to mobilize the entire army, and we cannot rush to call for support from the strong men in other strongholds. After all, the distance is still safe. If we really encounter the main force, the leaders of the other tribes should also catch up with them before the entire stronghold is destroyed.

Delay the climbing speed of the human chosen one to the maximum extent!

Soon after the order was issued, the leader received a response. His pupils suddenly widened in surprise, "What? Not sure if it's the main force? Don't you even know what weapons the leader is using?

The strongest Chosen One of the Northern Snow Tribe uses the Northern Snow Spear. Even if he doesn't use this weapon and just casually swings the Cold Iron Spear, you should be able to see the difference!"

"No, not really, there are two leaders. One of them uses a sword, and he should be [Fan] from the East Coast tribe. The other one does use a spear, but if [Fan] who uses a sword only attacks, the other leader won't have a chance to attack!"

(End of this chapter)