Chapter 99

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Xiao Ming and his group had escaped and rushed into the vast mountain range, and time had passed in a flash...

"Sir, there's another peak ahead. What should we do?" The fairy Hilje shouted to Dong Sheng, who was on the platform.

"I know. We'll go around it from the side." His right hand, pale and different from the surrounding scales, tightly gripped the rope, adjusting the angle of the sail. Upon hearing the fairy's signal, Dong Sheng replied expressionlessly.

They had been flying over this vast mountain range for about ten days, and the forest they had left behind was now far away.

"Sir, we're too high now. Should we lower our altitude? Otherwise, we might get lost!" Hilje said worriedly. They were now several thousand meters high, surrounded by darkness, with only the towering white snow-capped peaks faintly glowing, serving as their lighthouses.

Without these mountains and peaks as navigation markers, they would definitely get lost in this pitch-black sky!

The massive mountain range stretched endlessly, with one towering peak after another. They had been traveling intermittently for more than half a month, and Dong Sheng estimated they were now in the central area of this vast mountain range, approaching the highest ridge. Today alone, they had encountered four or five such peaks.

Encountering these towering peaks was the most troublesome for Dong Sheng and his group. It was impossible to fly higher to cross them; they could only explore bit by bit, navigating through the tiny gaps.

The altitude here was getting higher and higher, and the ground was continuously rising with the mountains. To avoid the hot air balloon colliding with the suddenly rising ground, Dong Sheng had to keep the balloon high, far above the average height of the mountains. This resulted in a view below that was almost entirely black, except for the massive, snow-white mountain range that stretched like a giant dragon.

The light from the mountains was too weak, illuminating only a small area around them. The surrounding wind was fierce, and the temperature was colder than the coldest winter. Except for the demons, everyone else was hiding in the tree houses, afraid to go out.

In such temperatures, ordinary abyssal beings would suffer severe injuries or even die after just a few dozen minutes!

Closely hugging the massive peak, they slowly moved sideways, about a hundred meters away from the towering mountain. Dong Sheng carefully controlled the sail, adjusting the direction. When necessary, he had to transform and fly out to pull the hot air balloon to change its direction, preventing it from colliding with the mountain!

Flying so close to the mountain was unavoidable. These towering peaks had a limited field of vision; they couldn't be seen clearly from a distance. Only by getting close, within their light range, could they be clearly identified!

To find a possible passage, Dong Sheng and his group had to risk drifting close to these peaks, always maintaining a thousandfold concentration. If they relaxed for a moment, a gust of wind could cause the hot air balloon to crash into the snow-covered rock walls.

Slowly exploring, they carefully flew at the edge of the field of vision, trying to stay as far away from the peaks as possible. Dong Sheng had to remain constantly alert, never letting his guard down!

They were searching for the lowest point in the mountain range, where the current hot air balloon could pass. Today, they had encountered countless large peaks, either navigating around them or finding gaps to barely pass through.

Fortunately, the system recorded their direction of travel at all times; otherwise, they would have been completely disoriented!

Now, they were in the center of the mountain range, flying diagonally towards the southwest, searching for a possible breakthrough.

After about ten minutes, the hot air balloon continued to cautiously follow the edge of the mountain's field of vision. Dong Sheng's expression grew increasingly serious. Why was this peak so massive?

Another few dozen minutes passed, and Dong Sheng, who was concentrating on controlling the sail, began to feel tired, his heart sinking.

A bad feeling arose!

Could it be...

One hour, the journey continued.

Two hours...

Three hours...

One day...

Two days...

...

Dong Sheng stared at the white peak not far away, his face grim and bitter. It had been four days, and this massive peak still seemed to have no end! However, his tense expression suddenly relaxed. Sigh, the worst has already happened, so why be so tense?

"Is this the highest ridge of this mountain range? No wonder no demon can fly over it; it's just too high!"

This strange, massive mountain range stretched straight from the north into the vast grasslands to the south, with no visible end. It was tens of thousands of miles long from north to south!

The width from east to west was also unknown. Dong Sheng and his group had been traveling for nearly a month and still hadn't reached the end!

But now they were facing the biggest challenge since their relocation!

How could they cross this natural barrier? Continuing to search along the mountain range for a breakthrough seemed impossible, as this was almost the spine of the mountain range, with no low points. From the past few days of searching, it was best not to harbor any侥幸心理 (侥幸心理 means侥幸 psychology, which can be translated as "侥幸 mentality" or "侥幸 attitude"). Of course, they could continue searching, but they couldn't waste too much time, as food and supplies were limited.

People, and demons, have a侥幸 mentality. With this attitude, Dong Sheng and his group controlled the hot air balloon and moved forward for a few more days. Unfortunately, the scenery was monotonous, endless white and black, with no end in sight and no trace of where they had come from.

Their hearts grew heavier, and everyone began to show signs of panic and helplessness. Dong Sheng frowned, retracted the sail, and let the balloon hover in the air.

At this moment, they were about six or seven thousand meters above the ground, the air was extremely thin, the wind was weak, and the temperature was extremely cold, with breath turning to ice! The small succubi and fairies were already showing signs of weakness, and even Hilje and the others looked a bit tired. Demons had never lived at such heights before, and it was inevitable that they would be unaccustomed.

Dong Sheng, simply wrapped in some animal skins, returned to the tree house and fell into deep thought.

"Nan Nan! Brother?" The little girl and Belle, lying on the heated bed, opened their eyes slightly, speaking weakly.

"Don't worry, we'll get through this soon. Rest easy." He stroked the little girl's head and tucked the drooling Belle, who was dreaming, back into the covers, speaking with a hint of tenderness.

Seeing the little girl's discomfort with the high altitude, Dong Sheng frowned. They couldn't drag this on any longer!

"But, what should we do?"

"Should we really take the risk?"

Looking at the floating balloon and tree house, covered in ice, Dong Sheng showed a bitter smile. He really didn't want to take such a risk, but to cross this massive ridge, they had no choice...

Damn...

Who can tell me what to do!

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