1630: C1630 Battlefield

C1630 Battlefield

Zhong Ming acted as if nothing had happened as he walked back to the quiet room in high spirits. He opened the refined Pill Furnace and looked at the medicinal dregs that were in the furnace.

Zhong Ming leisurely used his slender index finger to wipe away some of the medicinal dregs. He reached out his hand and stopped in front of his straight nose for a split-second as a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

It was such a great opportunity to make such a good thing out of such a small piece of dregs. Zhong Ming had been tormented by Xuan Hao to the point that he almost thought that his luck was bad. His whole body was filled with the unlucky aura of the heavens coming to trample on him. However, today, after refining a new batch of Concealment Pills, he suddenly discovered a feeling that should not have existed. When he finally confirmed it, he suddenly felt that the world was wonderful.

Zhong Ming turned over the cover of the Pill Furnace and used a spirit art to separate all the dregs from the Pill Furnace, exposing them in the air. After that, he increased the size of the Spiritual Energy and compressed the black dregs into a ball the size of an egg.

Zhong Ming stared at the slag ball in detail. He had wanted to compress it into a pill of essence that only he could use. However, this matter was not that easy. The ingredients were tangled together and it was very difficult to purify.

Without any other choice, Zhong Ming wrapped the black ball in a vacuum enchantment and placed it in a corner of the quiet room.

Although the purification was hindered, Zhong Ming was not discouraged. This small matter did not affect Zhong Ming's current excited and happy mood in the slightest.

Zhong Ming waved his hand and released his sister. He tidied up his clothes and his hair as he walked out of the quiet room with ease.

Zhong Ming originally wanted to go find Huang Ling, but when he walked, he realized that Xuan Hao had taken Huang Ling away, so Zhong Ming turned around and headed in the direction of the Lentil.

The Lentil did not know what it was doing, it had been a long time since Xuan Hao last seen the Lentil, as if he lost contact with it. The Lentil also did not contact him, so much so that he did not even know the name of the Lentil.

As Zhong Ming walked, he shook his head and smiled. If not in this period of time, he would have forgotten about his existence. Or could it be that while it was sleeping and falling asleep, it could not remember who it was, nor could it remember who its master was?

Zhong Ming thought about it carefully and felt that the second method was entirely possible. He was almost at the Lentil's resting area. He raised his head to look at the dense green bamboo forest around him. Although there was still a faint layer of red in the air, the exceptionally fresh and fragrant air within the fog still made his heart tremble.

For the past few days, he had been constantly refining drugs and researching hard. Other than the quiet room, which was surrounded by fog, not to mention the disgusting smell of blood and rotting corpses in the air, he was also challenging Zhong Ming's bottom line all the time. Now that he suddenly smelled such a fresh air, it proved that he was happy and it made him even happier. He felt that even if the Lentil had really fallen into a deep sleep and had not woken up even now, he wouldn't be angry.

Zhong Ming had almost walked to the Lentil's side, but he stopped in his tracks. As he expected, this gluttonous Spirit Worm really had fallen into a deep sleep. From the moment they met each other, even when they had slept till now, there had been no signs of waking up … The gentle expression on Zhong Ming's fair and handsome face lessened slightly. At the same time, he showed signs of becoming serious. However, he still maintained a mild expression on his face. He silently observed the Lentil and carefully looked through its entire body. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal visible to the naked eye, he turned around and left.

In the air, the red colored Demonic Qi fluctuated nonstop, moving in a way that the naked eye could not detect, and spread through the entire space. If the Lentil opened its eyes, it would see that Zhong Ming's surroundings was even circled by these red Demonic Qi particles.

However, what Zhong Ming did not know was that the Lentil did not know, and only the Spirit Grass in the space was slightly swaying, indifferently watching and watching from the sidelines.

Zhong Ming continued to walk around in the space. The air in the space was pretty good, and if there wasn't a layer of red Demonic Qi visible to the naked eye, then walking would be a perfect thing.

Zhong Ming pondered over his next plan as he walked. Qi Concealing Pills were something that had to be refined. Although he had a stock of pills, just in case, he had gathered all of the medicinal herbs and Spirit Item in the world of hooligans.

The only thing Zhong Ming could be sure of was that he had already completed the Zerg Elder's orders, as well as some other trivial matters. He had already succeeded in concocting the first method's Qi Concealing Pill. According to his own speed, if the pills were sufficient, he would be able to study the remaining two Qi Concealing Pills in two days. The Concealment Pills were Divine level pills. If they were to spread through the continent or even to the auction, there would be many people who would buy them for the sake of a Divine level pill. By then, they would have enough money.

It was only less than three weeks away from exiting the Spirit King Realm. The land of the Spirit King Realm was still very big, there were countless Spirit Item and spirit herbs, so he had to finish this trip to the RingMao Mountain in a week's time.

Zhong Ming pondered. His face no longer had the gentleness from before. The moment he decided to leave the space to find Xuan Hao, he returned to being cold and calm.

The place where Zhong Ming exited from was still the same place where the illusion array was located before he entered the space. However, the illusion array was no longer there. Zhong Ming stepped onto the black ground. Behind him was the ruins that had been destroyed, and in front of him was the cave entrance that was sprinkled with the few rays of sunlight from the mountain.

Zhong Ming slowly walked forward. When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, he suddenly stomped his feet and flew up. In just a few seconds, he arrived at the top of the cliff.

The ground above the cliff was still filled with the smell of blood. Zhong Ming stepped on the blood-stained black ground and slowly walked towards Xuan Hao and Huang Ling.

The white fog shrouded the entire prison mountain. The mountain, which should have been silent, suddenly rumbled loudly. One after another, the ear-drums vibrated. Zhong Ming had no choice but to seal his own hearing.

The sudden booming sound seemed to herald the coming of some unpleasant experience. Zhong Ming instantly felt an overwhelming sense of crisis. An uneasy feeling arose within his heart.

Zhong Ming was no longer around. He slowly moved forward and pressed his body against the ground. He was using his movement technique to the limit to avoid the sound waves affecting him. He was using his telepathy to inquire about the exact positions of Huang Ling and Xuan Hao.

Xuan Hao was still the same as before and did not respond at all.

Zhong Ming's mood became gloomy while he was walking. Xuan Hao was good at everything. If he didn't reply, then this bad habit of his should be changed. If he didn't reply, then she could forgive him because he was too busy fighting, but if it really was because he didn't want to reply, then she wouldn't reply, but she should properly treat him.

Zhong Ming was a bit worried at the moment because he didn't know Xuan Hao's current situation. If Xuan Hao was currently in danger, then Huang Ling wouldn't be safe and sound. Now, he could only wait for Huang Ling's reply. For the first time, Zhong Ming felt extremely tired.

"Master, I'll tell you where I am now. You must remember to hide your presence, and don't easily reveal it yourself! " Huang Ling's voice sounded anxious, her words were like a string of cannons, jumping out non-stop. She didn't give Zhong Ming any time to react.1

Fortunately, Zhong Ming's reaction was fast. He didn't need to think too much about it and just followed what Huang Ling said. Since Huang Ling was so anxious, it meant that Xuan Hao must have already been caught in a tight encirclement or had already begun to fight. Judging from Huang Ling's tone alone, Xuan Hao was at a disadvantage.

Huang Ling quickly told Zhong Ming all the information that she could without understanding Zhong Ming's thoughts.

They were now in the middle of the mountain, under a large gray stone.

Yes, under the big stone. The large stone was only an illusion and did not exist in reality. There was a tunnel hidden under the rock, which led to an unknown destination.

Zhong Ming was speechless. That ancient Supreme Elder was most likely a cunning person. With such a lousy prison mountain, even if there were many formations set up, why would he set up so many illusions? Furthermore, these illusions had nothing to do with Zhong Ming at the moment. It did not mean anything to Zhong Ming at all.

While complaining about Zhong Ming, he quickly found the black boulder according to Huang Ling's directions and jumped into the tunnel.

There were many forks in the tunnel. Zhong Ming did not expect to get lost in the tunnel, so it was too late when he tried to contact Huang Ling. His feet came into contact with the rock at the bottom. There was only one piece, a rock for one person to stand on. The rest of the place was an empty abyss.

Zhong Ming looked down and saw with the naked eye, blood-red bones were piled up on the ground under the giant rock, and the remains of flags and weapons could be vaguely seen.

This, was actually an ancient battlefield?

Zhong Ming was puzzled. Other than the small clearing where he was standing, there were piles of corpses and mountains of blood and corpses in Chengdu. However, if it was an ancient battlefield, it should be filled with wreckage and broken bones; there shouldn't be such fresh flesh and blood!

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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