Douro Continent

Chapter 485 Returning to the Haotian Sect (Part 2)

Even with sufficient strength, one must also possess sufficient courage. Moreover, if someone launches an attack from the mountaintop, even a level 60 or 70 powerhouse might not be able to reach the summit. This is truly an insurmountable barrier.

The other two men in gray also leaped up. Unlike their leader, they weren't arrogant. They only used their strength every twenty meters, a standard ten-meter interval, and quickly jumped to catch up.

Tang San didn't reveal himself, always following behind the two men in gray, using each step every ten meters to climb upwards with ease.

Soon, the gray-clad leader reached the summit. Turning to look down, he saw Tang San following behind and showed a hint of approval in his eyes. Only after all three had reached the top did he set off again. Throughout the entire process, he didn't utter a single word to Tang San.

Upon reaching the summit, the view suddenly opened up. On the other side of the rocky mountain, the landscape was no longer so monotonous; looking ahead, several mountains were covered with lush green vegetation.

The four of them, one in front and three behind, headed into the mountains.

Through observation, Tang San discovered that this mountain range was quite peculiar. Most of the peaks were extremely steep, and the mountains were connected by ravines. Climbing up and down would undoubtedly be extremely taxing. If defenses were to be set up on every peak, then one would have to traverse one formidable barrier after another. Even if the attackers outnumbered the defenders tenfold, they might not be able to break through. The terrain was simply too treacherous.

They hadn't gone far when they reached the edge of the mountain. At an altitude of 500 meters, clouds and mist were already swirling around them. To Tang San's surprise, the gray-clad man at the front suddenly leaped into the air and jumped directly into the deep ravine ahead, disappearing instantly into the clouds and mist.

Of the two gray-clad men walking in front of Tang San, one turned around, smiled at Tang San, pointed to the ground ahead, and then jumped into the deep ravine.

Tang San looked closely and couldn't help but chuckle. There, at the end of the mountain peak, was an iron chain as thick as an arm, stretching into the distance. It must have connected to another mountain. The misty clouds concealed it perfectly, making it difficult to spot without careful observation.

Although the iron chains will sway in the air, as long as one has sufficient strength to stabilize their body, they can naturally walk across. Even a level 30 Soul Master can do this with ease.

Tang San immediately understood the purpose of this arrangement. If enemies attacked, they could retreat to the second mountain via the iron chains when they couldn't hold off the enemy at the first pass, and then cut the iron chains. This would not only provide a buffer time, but also allow them to continue using the second mountain as a barrier to defend against the enemy. Such a design was undeniably ingenious.

Tang San wasn't afraid of even the Hell Road, let alone this small iron chain before him. He leaped into the air, his feet barely touching the ground, and landed on the chain. The chain extended diagonally upwards, indicating that the mountain at its end was clearly higher than before. Using his soul power, Tang San slid forward as if glued to the chain.

The distance between the two mountain peaks is quite far, nearly a kilometer. As we proceeded, gradually entering the middle section of the iron chain, the swaying of the iron chain beneath our feet became increasingly violent due to the influence of the mountains, almost constantly swinging from side to side with an amplitude of nearly ten meters.

The gray-clad man at the front paused, turned to look at Tang San, and only continued on his way after seeing that Tang San had caught up smoothly. Clearly, he wasn't as cold-hearted as he appeared; at least he still cared about Tang San's situation.

Seeing this, Tang San couldn't help but smile. After all, they were from the same clan. Although he was an outsider, they were still related by blood. Perhaps, the hostility he felt towards him was because of his father.

The path that followed was a repetitive series of events, only the ravines between the mountains grew increasingly deep. As they continued along the iron chain to the fourth peak, the chain itself began to change. Due to the cold and dampness, a layer of icicles had formed on the chain connecting the fourth and fifth peaks, making it extremely slippery and significantly increasing the difficulty of their progress.

This time, the leader of the men in black did not rush forward. Instead, he stopped, took out a noose from his pocket, tied one end around his waist, and the other end to the iron chain in front of him. The other two men in gray did the same.

"Here you go." The gray-clad leader tossed a similar rope noose to Tang San.

With Tang San's strength and his Blue Silver Grass, he naturally didn't need these things for protection, especially since he could now fly. However, he still tethered himself to the iron chains like the three gray-clad men, maintaining his low profile.

With the ropes secured, a hint of tension appeared in the eyes of the three men in gray; clearly, this path was not to be underestimated. The leader of the men in gray let out a long howl and leaped into the air. This time, he clearly controlled the height and distance he traveled, lightly touching the iron chains with his toes before continuing forward. Each leap and fall covered approximately ten meters.

It wasn't until he had gone fifty meters that the second man in gray started to move, imitating him and using the iron chain for leverage.

The ropes around their bodies glided along the iron chains, not hindering their movements at all, while providing sufficient protection.

Tang San remained at the back. He naturally didn't react nervously, nor did he use the momentum to jump like the three people in front of him. He understood that the three men in gray had chosen that way to minimize their contact with the frozen iron chains. After all, the frozen areas couldn't all be the same, and any slight change would cause them to lose their balance.

The fourth mountain peak is over two thousand meters high. Falling from here, even a Title Douluo would have a hard time surviving unless they can fly.

The last stretch of road seemed exceptionally long, and soon, all four of them disappeared into the clouds and mist.

Just as Tang San continued leisurely on his way, a sudden, inexplicable sense of crisis gripped his heart.

A sense of crisis arose, and his first thought was of the gray-clad leader at the forefront. He instantly activated his Purple Demon Eye and looked ahead. But what he saw was that the gray-clad man had already reached the other side and was quietly waiting for them there, just like before.

However, the sense of crisis suddenly intensified. At this moment, Tang San naturally did not hesitate to use his mental energy, releasing a strong mental fluctuation, and only then did he discover the true source of the crisis.

A huge, strange bird was flying in from the clouds on one side, and its path was about to pass the location of the iron chain.

Birds capable of flying at altitudes of two thousand meters must possess terrifying physical strength, and those iron chains become brittle after being frozen. The consequences of a collision are predictable.

It wasn't that Tang San's senses weren't sharp, but rather that the influences at such a high altitude were too great. The temperature, clouds, wind, and changes in the iron chains beneath his feet, along with the need to observe the three gray-clad men, made it quite remarkable that he was able to detect the strange bird's appearance using his mental power.

In that critical moment, the Purple-level Divine Light was activated immediately, and two beams of brilliant blue light shot out from Tang San's eyes. At the same time, he shouted, "Be careful!"

Tang San's reaction was undeniably swift, but ultimately it was too late. As his purple-level divine light struck the strange bird, completely shattering its head, the bird's massive body slammed heavily against the iron chains.

Faced with the enormous shockwave, a piercing cracking sound rang out, and the nearly kilometer-long iron chain snapped in half.

Despite Tang San's earlier warning, the two gray-clad men still on the iron chains couldn't react in time and their bodies suddenly plummeted. All they could do was hold onto the ropes wrapped around their waists, but by the time they tried to grab the iron chains, it was too late.

The gray-clad man who had already reached the shore was immediately anxious, but he had no way to help at the moment.

Tang San sensed danger as his foot slipped. A dense blue light erupted from his right foot, instantly stabilizing his body. However, he didn't linger for a moment. He quietly swung out a Blue Silver Emperor staff, which directly wrapped around the iron chain that was swaying down the opposite bank. Two other Blue Silver Emperor staffs also shot out instantly, accurately wrapping around the waists of the two falling gray-clad men.

At this moment, he undoubtedly became the bridge between them.

The two men in gray were also elites among the younger generation of the Clear Sky Sect. The tightening around their waists told them that reinforcements were on their way. Without time to look, they quickly gathered their inner energy and moved lightly, minimizing the pressure on Tang San as much as possible.

Propelled by the iron chains, the three of them slammed towards the opposite mountain wall. Just as they were about to reach it, Tang San kicked out with his right leg, creating a gust of wind that slowed their momentum. At the same time, the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around the iron chains tightened rapidly.

If anyone were to see where the Blue Silver Emperor connects to the iron chain at this moment, they would be astonished to see that from the crystal-clear Blue Silver Emperor, a dense patch of blue spikes grows, deeply piercing into the iron chain, completely preventing the danger of slipping off the frozen iron chain.

The blue silver grass on both sides tightened simultaneously, closing the distance between Tang San, the iron chain, and the two gray-clad men below. At this moment, the gray-clad man on the shore also reacted. Overjoyed, he grabbed the iron chain with both hands and quickly pulled the three of them upwards.

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