Chapter 179: Chapter 152: Encounter at the Center (Part 3)
"What?! Four pieces... of Treasure at?!"
Su Qi was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly realized—it must have been the effect of the Slaughter Saber’s skill that caused that pillar of white light! He couldn’t help but smack his forehead in regret, but then felt relieved, saying, "Luckily you’re quick-witted! I almost forgot that a lord is guaranteed to drop Treasure at! Four giants... exactly four pieces! Heaven bless our Wuyin!"
"Four... four pieces?! Oh my god!" "How... how is this possible?!" Just monts ago, several village leaders were trapped in the abyss of fear, but now their faces showed insatiable greed as they stared fixatedly at the Treasure at glowing alluringly, their breathing becoming heavy.
Four pieces of top-tier Treasure at!
The patriarch Su Can broke through the First Transformation Realm using only four pieces!
Now, after slaying this bizarre lord, they managed to acquire resources sufficient to create another First-Transford Martial Artist?!
The trendous impact instantly washed away the fear that lingered in their hearts. The appearance of these four pieces of Treasure at ignited a fla of hope amidst the ruins of despair. The sorrow on the faces of Liu Jun, Zhou Long, Chen Feng, and Tian Ruicheng was largely dispelled by this unexpected bounty, replaced by joy and excitent.
"Good! Good! Good!" Liu Jun was so excited his voice trembled, repeating the word "good" three tis.
Su Lin cautiously placed the heavy Treasure at on relatively flat ground, its rich aroma almost forming a tangible aura: "Keep it safe. The aroma is too overpowering; it might attract the beast hordes outside."
Liu Jun imdiately understood and shouted to his team mbers, "Quick! Get the red cloth! Wrap it tightly!" He and Zhou Long quickly stepped forward, each carrying two pieces of Treasure at tightly wrapped in thick red cloth. The hefty weight gave them a solid sense of joy.
Su Can looked at the remaining traces of at aroma on the ground, let out a long breath filled with complex emotions: "At least... it wasn’t for naught that so many brave lads shed their blood..." The village had just absorbed Zhou Long’s group, slightly increasing their strength, yet soon lost dozens of elites. These four pieces of Treasure at were undoubtedly crucial for nding their wounds and rallying their strength.
"Then... should we go back now?" Su Qi asked hesitantly, looking at the exhausted, grievously wounded team.
"Go back now?" Su Can’s thick eyebrows twitched, his sharp gaze sweeping over his son and grandson, then glancing at the dead-silent black stone mountain, "Didn’t we agree to scout near the center before setting out? Now that these unprecedented black sli creatures have appeared, without getting to the bottom of it, should we wait until the next Night of Survival to be trapped at ho and die without knowing why?" His voice was firm and worried.
"I feel the sa way." Su Lin imdiately agreed, his tone resolute. What was once rely an unknown area full of curiosity beca, after encountering mutated flocks, vanishing resources, and most disturbingly, the eerie black sli giant lord, a place where a strong sense of crisis compelled him to investigate thoroughly. "At the very least, if we die, we should understand how. If these black sli creatures’ Shadow Beast avatars appear during the Night of Survival, who but our family can stop them? Ordinary traps might be re ornants before them!" He raised his voice intentionally, looking towards Xu Zhong and the others.
These words, like a heavy blow, struck the village leaders’ hearts, turning their faces pale instantly. Xu Zhong gritted his teeth, his jaw tense, and was the first to step forward, loudly echoing, "I’ll go with you! We must take a look!" More than anyone, he knew this might be the only chance to uncover the truth and find a way to survive. These black sli creatures could only be dealt with by the Su Family; missing this opportunity, his Quanzhou Village, even with a Beast Hunting Bee hive, would be nothing more than dood targets! He had witnessed how fragile those giant bees were before the invisible monsters!
Other village leaders exchanged glances, seeing only determination to risk everything. Without taking this risk, death was the only path! They nodded heavily.
Liu Jun and Zhou Long had no objections either.
With their decision made, the Hunting Group persevered through their grief and exhaustion, collecting the remnants of fallen companions (mostly just torn clothing or severed limbs). The air, thick with the scent of blood and sadness, followed them as they reorganized their ranks, carrying a heavy heart as they advanced once more into the deepest part of the wilderness, the core shrouded in the greatest mystery.
Before the apocalypse, Chixin Town was rely a small town; even after becoming wilderness, and its area expanded, the inner circle ultimately remained limited. On the way, through the thin mist, they could faintly discern the outlines of other villages’ inner circle territories.
Several village leaders glanced in the direction of their own villages, their minds racing, several tis wanting to ask Su Can if he could solve their village’s lord crisis on the way. But seeing the solemn expressions of the three Su Family mbers and sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the team, they all swallowed their words. They knew the Su Family wouldn’t complicate matters now. They fell silent, their hearts gripped by trendous fear, desperately calculating what price they would have to pay in the future to persuade the Su Family to lend a helping hand.
Yet before they could sort out their thoughts, an indescribable oppressive feeling, as if the air itself had thickened and beco stagnant, suddenly descended. They realized they were nearing the wilderness’s center.
In this profoundly quiet mont, even the wind seed to halt, a voice filled with intense suspicion suddenly erged from the impenetrable mist ahead:
"Huh?! You guys... actually managed to kill those ’Wandering Giants’ and make it here?"
This voice, like an ice spike, pierced the silence!
Su Lin’s heart trembled violently, every hair on his body standing on end—there was soone else here?! And a living person?!
A strange voice in such a remote area instantly heightened the tension to its peak!
"Who?!" Su Can shouted, his voice like thunder! He drew the giant sword from his back with a reverse grip, creating a fierce airflow as he swung it forward! The heavy sword cleaved the dense fog, forcibly carving out a brief view for everyone!
As the fog rolled and dissipated, they were shocked to see shadowy figures indeed standing not far ahead!
Among them, two figures, one tall and one short, stood out. They seed unfazed by the deadly fog, moving like phantoms across dozens of ters, appearing clearly before the Su Family trio, as if the fog posed no obstacle!
Both wore neatly cut black outfits, the style unusual, blending ancient charm with modern simplicity, appearing particularly mysterious and grim against the gray background. The taller person stood upright like a pine tree, the shorter one was lithe like a leopard. Their piercing gaze swept over Su Can, the short one first spoke, his tone authoritative and scrutinizing:
"Newly advanced to the First Transformation? You... are Su Can from Wuyin Village?"
Su Lin’s heart leaped to his throat, his whole body tensing. These two could ignore the mist, close in instantly, and reveal his grandfather’s background with a single sentence—their identity was clear: they must be from the Upper-level Camp! Friend or foe? Fortune or peril!
Though Su Can was upright by nature, his wealth of experience led him to quickly discern their origins. He slowly lowered the giant sword’s tip to the ground, but his grip remained rock-solid, his voice deep and resonant in response: "I am indeed Su Can! Are you two... emissaries from the Upper-level Camp?"
"Correct!" the two responded simultaneously, their tone carrying a confirming superiority.
The taller one spoke with a steady voice: "Liang Song from Huayun Town."
The shorter one’s voice was sharper: "Zhang Yaofeng."
After announcing their nas, Liang Song’s hawk-like gaze locked onto Su Can, his eyes shining intensely with a powerful oppressive presence, sharply questioning: "Although you’ve indeed broken through to the First Transformation, those ’Wandering Giants’ can only be slain by soone who understands the ’Four Basics of Qi and Blood’! Speak! Where did you acquire this thod of utilizing Qi and Blood?!"
Upon hearing this, the faces of Su Lin, Su Qi, and Su Can instantly grew extrely solemn!
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