122: Chapter 122 Mysterious Creatures

The vastness inside Qinghua Mountain exceeded Chen Zhiwen's imagination, to the point where he developed an illusion that he was not inside a mountain peak, but rather on an open plain.

After leaving that herb field, he continued to explore forward in one direction.

During this long journey, he surprisingly did not encounter a single living creature, which made him feel very surprised.

The surrounding jungle was exceptionally dense and full of vitality, yet it was eerily hair-raising.

There should have been many small animals appearing in these jungles, but Chen Zhiwen did not see even one; this was truly abnormal.

His ears were silent, without a single sound; he could not even hear the rustling of wind through the leaves. This absolute silence made one feel afraid, as if he were the only living thing here.

This eerie atmosphere caused a foreboding premonition to linger deep within Chen Zhiwen's heart.

From the moment he stepped into Qinghua Mountain, everything he saw and experienced was vastly different from his original expectations.

The interior of this Qinghua Mountain revealed eeriness everywhere, far removed from the image of the number one divine mountain in the Desolate Province that people held in their hearts.

In this eerie atmosphere, Chen Zhiwen walked alone for about another half an hour.

Just at this moment, a powerful Spiritual Qi fluctuation suddenly came from ahead, like a surging torrent, rapidly sweeping over.

Chen Zhiwen's eyes lit up instantly; he seemed to feel the endless mysteries and power contained within this Spiritual Qi fluctuation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Zhiwen's figure moved like lightning, speeding away like an arrow released from a bow, rushing straight towards the source of that Spiritual Qi fluctuation.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the location of the Spiritual Qi fluctuation. What appeared before his eyes was a familiar herb field, planted with all kinds of rare and strange medicinal herbs, each one emitting a rich Spiritual Qi that was intoxicating.

Right in this herb field, a Prodigy from the Ten Great Sects of the Human Race was sitting quietly cross-legged, his eyes tightly shut as if he were cultivating to regulate his breath.

Upon closer observation, one would discover that an eerie Aura was pervading the body of this Prodigy.

This Aura was constantly rising, as if intertwining with the power inside his body.

Clearly, like Yang Sheng before, he could not resist the temptation of those herbs in the field and eventually chose to consume them.

And within this constantly strengthening Aura, an evil black Aura was quietly breeding, and with the help of this Prodigy's power, it was continuously growing.

This black Aura was like a demon, devouring his vitality and Spiritual Qi, causing his body to be gradually eroded.

Although this Prodigy tried his best to resist the invasion of this black Aura, no matter how he struggled, he could not stop its ravages.

His complexion became increasingly pale, and bean-sized sweat beads appeared on his forehead; he was clearly at a critical moment of life and death.

Just as he felt despair, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Chen Zhiwen arriving. As if seeing a glimmer of dawn in the darkness, a trace of hope flashed in his eyes, and he unhesitatingly called out to Chen Zhiwen for help: "Save... save me!"

The moment his words fell, an eerie thing happened.

The black Aura that had originally clung to him seemed to have been provoked; it suddenly erupted like a volcano, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a dense black mist, enveloping his entire person.

The next moment, a hair-raising scene appeared.

Within that black mist, a pair of bloodshot, crazed red pupils loomed, as if they were a vicious ghost emerging from the abyss of Hell.

This originally dashing Prodigy now seemed like a completely different person.

He sprang up from the ground, his entire body like a hungry beast, crouching tightly on the ground, staring fixedly at Chen Zhiwen, revealing extreme killing intent and madness.

Immediately after, a low, bloodthirsty roar issued from his throat, making one shudder.

Following this low roar, his body rushed forward as quickly as lightning, with a speed like a ghost, charging straight at Chen Zhiwen.

Facing this sudden and fierce attack, Chen Zhiwen appeared exceptionally calm.

He looked expressionlessly at the Prodigy who had fallen into a state of madness before him, then slowly extended his arm.

The moment his arm extended, a deep purple lightning bolt suddenly flashed in his palm.

This lightning bolt seemed as if it had struck down from above the Nine Heavens, carrying endless coercion and destructive power.

Chen Zhiwen stomped his foot slightly, his figure speeding out like an arrow, heading to meet the Prodigy's attack.

In the blink of an eye, their figures met in the air. Chen Zhiwen unhesitatingly blasted all the thunder in his palm onto the Prodigy's head.

With a loud bang, the power of the thunder was like the descent of a divine thunder from the Nine Heavens, instantly shattering the Prodigy's head into pieces.

And that thunder, filled with the power to destroy all things, was like a surging torrent, continuously pouring into the Prodigy's body, destroying all vitality within him in the blink of an eye.

The Prodigy's eyes rolled back, and his body, as if having lost support, fell straight backward.

At the same time, a foul, burnt stench emanated from his body, which was nauseating.

Finally, his corpse, like a puppet with cut strings, slammed heavily onto the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Chen Zhiwen did not hold back; judging from Yang Sheng's situation, once devoured by that black Aura, one would lose all sanity and turn into a killing beast.

After dealing with this person, Chen Zhiwen's expression was extremely gloomy. His eyes, which were originally cold, were now as icy as a cold pool. He glanced expressionlessly at the corpse on the ground.

However, just as he turned to leave, he suddenly seemed to notice something unusual. He stopped abruptly and, without warning, drew that black gilded light sword.

Chen Zhiwen gripped the sword hilt, exerted force suddenly, and slashed fiercely towards a place that was empty.

In an instant, an incomparably overbearing Sword Qi gushed out like surging waves, majestic and unstoppable.

According to common sense, this Sword Qi should have swept through the air without any obstruction, speeding away like lightning.

However, unexpectedly, when the Sword Qi slashed to that place, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and instantly dissipated.

One could see the air in that place rippling like a disturbed lake surface.

Immediately after, a black shadow, like a ghost, emerged from the ripples without warning.

This black shadow was extremely fast, retreating backward like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it had distanced itself from Chen Zhiwen.

"Roar~~!"

The black shadow stood in the distance, emitting a deafening low roar.

This sound was low and fierce, as if it were the roar of a vicious ghost from the abyss of Hell, making one's hair stand on end.

The black shadow stared fixedly at Chen Zhiwen, its eyes flickering with an eerie light in the darkness, revealing a thick sense of hostility and killing intent.

"As expected!" Seeing this, the corners of Chen Zhiwen's mouth curled up slightly, and he observed the true form of this black shadow with some curiosity.

This black shadow was small in stature but exuded a heart-palpitating Aura. Its height was only a little over one meter, appearing quite short compared to an average person, but its hideous appearance made one dare not underestimate it.

Its back extended into a tail covered in barbs, and its whole body was covered by a layer of pitch-black scales. These scales were closely arranged, like an indestructible armor, emitting a cold, chilling light.

Sharp claws grew on its four limbs; these claws were incomparably sharp, seemingly able to easily tear through steel.

And its face, although the features were similar to a human's, the pair of grey pupils revealed a kind of eeriness and indifference, as if it were not a creature of this world.

This mysterious creature was both human-like and non-human, and it was also different from those of the Yao Race in the North Sea.

"How did you discover me?" Just as Chen Zhiwen was sizing up this creature, it suddenly spoke.

Chen Zhiwen was surprised for a moment, then replied with a calm expression: "Just trying my luck. I didn't expect it to actually give me an unexpected surprise."

Although Chen Zhiwen said so on the surface, it was actually not due to luck.

When killing Yang Sheng and the Prodigy just now, Chen Zhiwen had keenly discovered that the moment they both died, their Souls were instantly sucked away by a hidden force.

It was precisely after confirming the place where the Prodigy's Soul had completely disappeared just now that Chen Zhiwen chose to suddenly make a move.

"Speak, where exactly is this place, and what kind of thing are you?" Chen Zhiwen said coldly.

Upon hearing this, the creature revealed undisguised contempt in its eyes. It extended its tongue, which was as scarlet as blood, and slowly licked its lips, as if savoring a delicacy about to be eaten.

It let out a hair-raising cold laugh, "What is the use of asking so much? From the moment you stepped into Qingshen Pass, you were already destined to become food in my mouth!"

When Chen Zhiwen heard the three words "Qingshen Pass", a trace of doubt could not help but appear on his face. He clearly remembered entering Qinghua Mountain, so how could a Qingshen Pass suddenly appear?

Before Chen Zhiwen could get more useful information from the creature's mouth, the creature could no longer suppress its inner hunger and rushed towards him to kill like a hungry tiger pouncing on prey.

The creature's speed was as fast as lightning, like a black whirlwind, instantly shortening the distance between it and Chen Zhiwen.

What was even more astonishing was that the moment the creature moved, a large amount of evil black Aura gushed out from under its scales like a volcanic eruption.

This black Aura was like a surging black tide, sweeping towards Chen Zhiwen, covering the sky and earth, with a menacing momentum that made one unable to avoid it.

At the same time, the strange grey pupils in the creature's eyes suddenly flickered. When Chen Zhiwen met its gaze, he suddenly felt his brain begin to become dizzy, his consciousness became blurred, and the black gilded light sword in his hand gradually lowered.

Seeing this scene, the creature revealed a smug smile on its face. After its figure stopped in front of Chen Zhiwen, it raised a pair of sharp claws and clawed towards Chen Zhiwen's head.

Just as the sharp claws were about to pierce through Chen Zhiwen's head, Chen Zhiwen, whose head had originally been hanging low, suddenly lifted it sharply, as if guided by a mysterious force.

There was not the slightest fear on his face; instead, he revealed a playful smile, as if he had long expected this scene before him.

His eyes stared straight at the opponent, revealing a coldness that made one shudder.

This sudden change caught the creature by surprise. It widened its eyes, its face full of disbelief, as if it had seen the most incredible thing in the world. It could not understand why its hallucinogenic technique had no effect on Chen Zhiwen at all.

However, before it could recover from the shock, a destructive Aura, powerful enough to make its Soul tremble, suddenly gushed out from Chen Zhiwen like a volcanic eruption.

This Aura carried endless coercion and terror, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.

Facing this terrifying Aura, the creature completely lost the courage to resist; its body trembled involuntarily, and it wanted to turn and flee.

But Chen Zhiwen clearly would not give it this opportunity. He slowly extended his palm and then gently pressed it downward.

In this instant, an earth-shattering lightning bolt suddenly lit up, like a falling meteor, tearing through the dark night sky.

This lightning bolt was exactly the Jinghong World-Extinguishing Thunder Technique!

Following Chen Zhiwen's movement, several huge war spears condensed from thunder descended from the sky, like raindrops, accurately and correctly stabbing into the area around the creature.

These war spears flashed with dazzling electric light, emitting heart-palpitating destructive power.

Before the creature had time to react, these war spears condensed from thunder suddenly exploded simultaneously, erupting with terrifying, dazzling electric light.

In an instant, the entire space was filled with violent thunder and lightning, forming a boundless sea of thunder.

The creature was submerged by this sudden sea of thunder and instantly disappeared without a trace.

Immediately after, a shrill, miserable scream came from the sea of thunder, resounding across this sky.

At the same time as this scream rang out, the vitality within the creature was also rapidly weakening at an alarming speed, and the flame of life was being rapidly extinguished by the power of the thunder.

And as the creature's vitality gradually faded, this world also seemed to be disturbed; suddenly, the wind and clouds changed color, the originally clear sky was instantly covered by dark clouds, strong winds howled, and thunder and lightning flashed.

This sudden change was like a drop of ink being dripped into a calm lake; the black color spread rapidly, dyeing the entire lake surface black.

And the scene around Chen Zhiwen, like this lake water, was swallowed by that blackness.

The clear sky, the pleasant scenery in the distance, the lush green jungle, and the herb field under his feet all gradually disappeared under the erosion of this blackness.

Finally, when the creature completely died and vanished, everything around Chen Zhiwen was also completely submerged by darkness...