Chapter 72

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In front of him, two mountains, as if carved by a knife or an axe, stood like two mighty heavenly guardians.

Between the two mountains, a winding and damaged staircase made of green stone slabs rose high into the clouds, resembling a ladder to heaven, both real and illusory. A swift stream rushed down through the lush trees on both sides, plunging into the mountain ravine.

Occasionally, a few cranes would fly by, circling in the air, their light cries adding to the scene, making it seem like a paradise on earth.

This scene made Chen Mo’s furrowed brows relax, exactly as described in the letter from the old pharmacist Huai Hao Miao. Stepping over the green stone steps, it should be the location of the Changchun Valley. He sighed inwardly, thinking how difficult the journey had been.

Xiao Ba, the black turtle following closely behind Chen Mo, looked at the beautiful scenery and thought about what the old man with the white eyebrows, Huai Hao Miao, had written in the letter: the Changchun Valley was filled with spiritual herbs and elixirs, and countless treasures. It would be a feast for him, allowing him to eat to his heart's content.

The essence of a food lover was revealed without reservation. The more Xiao Ba thought about it, the more excited he became. He stretched out his limbs, filled with unprecedented strength, and dashed forward in a cloud of dust. "Changchun Valley, your big brother is here!"

Chen Mo shook his head speechlessly and continued forward.

The man and the turtle walked for about an hour, stepping on the green stone steps covered with moss. Each step felt like climbing a heavenly ladder, making their hearts surge with excitement. The light spots cast by the sun through the leaves, the gentle breeze, and the natural fragrance of the grass and trees filled the air, making the surrounding atmosphere even more ethereal and full of vitality.

Suddenly, a swift and faint sound came from the air.

Chen Mo quickly hid himself, peering through the layers of leaves. He vaguely saw a slender woman stretching out her arms, lightly touching the leaves, moving gracefully through the green foliage like the wind. Her spotless white robe fluttered, and her jet-black hair danced in the air, making her look like a goddess floating away, with a peaceful and noble aura. Then, she disappeared without a trace.

A fleeting glimpse made Chen Mo feel that the graceful figure was somewhat familiar, and he raised his eyebrows slightly. He remembered the intimate touch when he treated the Poison Guanyin, the smooth skin that felt like touching a hot stove, making him flustered. Recalling her terrifying ability to kill people like cutting vegetables and the poisonous glance she gave him before leaving, he shivered.

Such a woman was not someone he could fantasize about. The rise and fall of his family, the expectations of his family members, and the life-and-death battle with Qu Muqing, like heavy mountains, weighed heavily on his shoulders. According to Qu Muqing’s current strength and future predictions, he must advance to the seventh or eighth level of the Spirit Master to barely stand a chance against him in a year.

And the Changchun Valley was his great opportunity. Only in a place filled with spiritual herbs did he have a chance.

Chen Mo cleared his mind, gathered his spirit, and took large steps up the stairs, with Xiao Ba following behind.

When the man and the turtle had walked about halfway, they came to a steep and rugged chasm, as if cut by a divine weapon, severing the green stone steps. The chasm on both sides was completely lifeless, with no grass growing. Below, black mist rose, forming black whirlpools, deep and unfathomable. If one fell, they would be shattered to pieces, dead beyond any doubt.

The appearance of such a lifeless place amidst the vibrant mountains left Chen Mo puzzled.

Fortunately, there was a hand-width suspension rope on the cliff wall, extending upward. However, the situation at the other end was unclear, and the black mist was even denser.

Chen Mo took a deep breath, with no other choice. To enhance his strength, he had to brave any danger.

He carefully stepped onto the suspension rope. As soon as his foot touched it, it began to shake violently. The whirlpools below sent up black mist, making him feel dizzy.

Xiao Ba wailed behind, clinging to the suspension rope with all four limbs, hanging upside down, and struggling to climb. He glanced at the swirling black mist below, imagining many beasts with gaping mouths waiting for food to fall. He quickly turned his head, closed his eyes, and kept muttering about all the delicious food waiting for him.

Just as Chen Mo reached the middle, the suspension rope seemed to sink slightly, as if someone had stepped on it from the other side.

Suddenly, a sinister and terrifying laugh came from the black mist on the other side of the chasm, making his hair stand on end.

Chen Mo frowned, the laugh seemed familiar? Strange, did he know anyone in the Changchun Valley? As the suspension rope sank further, the sound of footsteps on the rope became more frequent, indicating another person had stepped on it.

The sharp, nightingale-like sound came again.

"Boy, you want to enter the Changchun Valley? Heh heh, pass this test first!" The sinister laugh was full of arrogance and a strong killing intent.

Chen Mo's mind raced, and an image of a man with a haughty and overbearing demeanor appeared in his mind. Regardless of the other person's motives, he had to get through today.

With an indomitable spirit, Chen Mo clenched his fists, activated his Bright玄Qi, and focused all his attention on the enemy approaching from the swirling black mist, ready to strike.

The footsteps grew closer, and the overwhelming killing intent hit him like a wave.

A fierce battle was inevitable. No matter who it was, he had to push through, even if it meant a bloody fight.

"Brat, your arrogance is boundless. I will cast you into the abyss, leaving no trace of your body." The man's sinister voice echoed from the other side.

Before the words were even finished, the killer sent by the man appeared.

A towering figure, with dark, shiny skin and bulging muscles, stood before Chen Mo. His fierce grin and agile steps on the suspension rope made him seem as if he were walking on flat ground. His fists, charged with solid power, left a trail of pale red energy in the black mist.

Chen Mo's muscles tensed, and he prepared a powerful punch, "Vajra Path," ready to deliver a fatal blow. The boxing technique from the Great Desolate Thunder Path, combining stillness and movement, unleashed a burst of power, aiming to kill in one strike.

Three breaths, two breaths, one breath, and at that moment.

Chen Mo kicked hard with both legs, using the elasticity of the suspension rope to launch himself into the air. Like a great bird spreading its wings, he shot straight at the black giant, his fist cutting through the black mist like a bolt of lightning, smashing down on the giant's head.

The black giant did not expect Chen Mo to leave the suspension rope. His massive body slid to the side, skillfully avoiding the critical spot on his head, and his fists met Chen Mo's punch head-on.

One move affected the whole body.

"Bang!" Chen Mo's punch was blocked by the black giant's fists. The two energy streams rubbed against the black mist, creating a crackling explosion, with sparks flying. The black mist was pushed back by the pure and positive energy of Chen Mo's Bright玄Qi.

Chen Mo's punch was unstoppable, charging forward.

"Bang!" The second sound was much more muffled than the first.

Chen Mo's punch broke through the block and struck the black giant's chest. "Crack!" The ribs shattered, piercing the heart, and blood instantly seeped through his back, staining it red.

The black giant did not even have time to cry out. His eyes rolled back, and he fell straight into the black mist, disappearing without a sound.

Chen Mo did not hesitate; showing mercy in such a place could mean his own death.

The second person, with a face full of twitching muscles, looked at Chen Mo in shock. The young, refined boy had used a simple move to destroy a Spirit Master-level black giant, a formidable opponent.

The second person, cunning and quick-witted, tried to shake the suspension rope, making it sway. He crouched, lowering his center of gravity, and kicked out at Chen Mo's calf, aiming to unbalance him. Then, he followed up with a powerful punch, determined to force Chen Mo into a deadly situation.

The suspension rope shook violently, and Xiao Ba, hanging on it, swayed, clinging tightly to the rope, his neck stretched out, eyes fixed on the man's despicable actions.

Chen Mo's calf was hit, and he lost his footing, his foot slipping. A large fist, charged with fierce energy, was already coming at him.

In a moment of extreme danger.

Suddenly, Xiao Ba flipped in the air, like a whirlwind, and launched a "Green Sea Raging Waves" attack, spraying a thick jet of water at the man's face.

"Ah!" The man screamed in terror, stumbling back two steps, his vision blurred, and his punch faltered.

In an instant, Chen Mo steadied himself, hooking his foot around the suspension rope. Without a word, he activated a large amount of Bright玄Qi and delivered a powerful punch, "Thunder Cannon," aiming to knock out the obstacle in one swift move.

"Bang!" The punch hit with the force of a thousand horses, making the ground tremble.

The man's fist was shattered, blood and flesh mangled.

"Whoever you are, anyone who stands in my way will die!" Chen Mo roared, his punches like a rain of arrows, each one landing precisely.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The man, already at a disadvantage, was hit in the chest by several of Chen Mo's punches. Shattered ribs and blood gushed out from his back, and he fell off the suspension rope, disappearing into the black mist.

Defeating two enemies, Chen Mo's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and his calf, hit by the kick, throbbed with pain.

Thinking of the strong enemy who seemed to know him waiting ahead, he did not dare to be careless. Chen Mo took a deep breath, and a hint of green energy merged into his玄Qi, repairing the meridians in his calf.

Xiao Ba, the black turtle, extended a foot, hooked a claw, and hung steadily on the suspension rope, swinging his body.

"Brat, don't be too proud. This time, I will make sure you die here." A cold, sinister voice came from a tall, thin man, like a bamboo pole, walking on the suspension rope.

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