LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 139 - 138: The Misty Hole
Chapter 139: Chapter 138: The Misty Hole
Shen Luo felt around his body and discovered that the elixir and gold rope he had obtained from the Demon Fox and Commander Wu last time were still on him. This put his mind at ease somewhat.
He turned around, casting his gaze in all directions, only to find that all he could see was a vast expanse of white fog, its destination unknown.
After a brief contemplation, he lifted his foot and started walking in the direction opposite to the Ghost Gate Pass.
After walking about a hundred yards in one go, Shen Luo noticed the dense fog before him growing thicker while the chilling Yin wind around him was also becoming fiercer.
Feeling a bit uneasy in his heart and still haunted by the words “time of a cup of tea” that the horse-faced ghost had said in its final message, he decided to start running at full speed.
In response to his running, not only was there no sign of improvement in the surrounding conditions, things seemed to be getting worse. Soon, the visibility was completely zero and the only thing he could hear was the constant howling wind.
When Shen Luo thought he would never be able to escape, the fog in front of him suddenly dispersed out of nowhere. The wind sound instantly disappeared, and he felt a sudden ease in his body, stumbling a few steps forward before finally steadying himself.
Before Shen Luo had the time to celebrate the relief, he lifted his head and saw himself standing in front of a ruined archway. On it, there was a damaged inscription that read “Ghost Gate Pass”. Below the inscription, there were three more characters with a black-red color which spelled “hate”, that looked terrifyingly horrific.
“I’m back again!”
Furrowing his brows, Shen Luo was still trying to figure out what was happening when he noticed that tiny red spots of light were floating out from the Other Shore Flower in his hand, looking like the embers from a burning fire.
As these light spots started to disappear, the red light on the Other Shore Flower continued to weaken and the color also grew dim, almost making the flower seem like it was about to wilt away.
“The flower wilts, I perish, the time of a cup of tea…” Shen Luo suddenly understood a bit.
He looked past the archway at the foggy Yellow Springs Road. Steeling his heart, he started to run toward the Ghost Gate Pass.
If there was no way back, he had no choice but to move forward. No matter how dangerous the path ahead may be, it was definitely better than waiting here for an inevitable death!
Shen Luo took a step over the collapsed black stone under the archway and then, making a great leap, tried to enter the Ghost Gate Pass.
But at that moment, an unexpected change took place!
The three “hate” characters under the title board of the Ghost Gate Pass began to glow intensely. As soon as Shen Luo drew near, he was hit by an invisible, enormous force that sent him flying backward.
Falling back, Shen Luo caught his body with his hand on the ground, just managing to steady himself.
All he felt was a churning in his chest followed by an intense cruel thought drilling into his mind. In haste, he started to operate the Nameless Cultivation Technique, directing all the mana straight up his head, which drove out the evil thought.
When Shen Luo looked at the Other Shore Flower in his hand, he found that the petals were turning yellow and only the bud maintained a bit of red color. He clenched his teeth and made another dash toward the inside of the archway.
His body then lit up with a faint blue light, and he mustered all of his mana to push himself forward once again.
Next, the three characters “hate” shone with an intense red light once more. A much stronger invisible force erupted from the characters, smashing into Shen Luo.
Shen Luo gave a faint groan. The blue light around him was shattered, and he was sent flying high into the air.
Before he could even land, the Other Shore Flower in his hand had completely wilted.
Along with the flowers turning to dust, the protective red light that was always around Shen Luo disappeared. The surrounding ghost fog and Yin wind suddenly rushed towards him, forming a huge, grey vortex, with him right in the center.
Without the protection of the red light, a piece of his clothing that came in contact with the ghost fog quickly turned to ash and soon blew away with the Yin wind.
Seeing this, Shen Luo was greatly alarmed and looked up at the massive hole in the sky.
“Let’s try it one more time!”
He sighed in despair. The moment he landed, all the magical power in his body was concentrated into his legs and he leapt upwards.
There was a loud “bang” as if a current of air had exploded under his feet.
Shen Luo’s figure shot straight up into the sky and went headlong into the hole.
It was as if there was a roll of cloud inside the hole, and at the same time, a strong attraction was formed that pulled him in.
Shen Luo felt light all over his body and he was already floating, having passed through the hole.
After he landed, he stepped on a round stone, stumbled a bit, and then heard a slight “crack.”
He quickly looked down and realized that what he had just stepped on wasn’t a round stone at all, but a human skull. It seemed to have been dead for a while, and it was easily crushed under his unintentional step.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” Shen Luo apologized as he quickly took a step back.
“Crack,” another light sound.
Shen Luo turned to look, another piece of bone under his foot was actually broken by him.
His brow wrinkled as he looked around, feeling a chill running down his spine.
The fog was thick around him, and all he could see was a radius of tens of meters. Within these tens of meters, there were densely scattered white bones.
There were those of the human race and wild beasts. Most were already mixed together, with only a few maintaining their original shapes. In the fog-shrouded areas beyond his sight, it seemed that even more bones were hidden.
Shen Luo turned around to look not far away and found that the hole he had escaped from still existed, but it had shrunk to about ten meters across, a far cry from its earlier size.
Recalling the scene in front of the Ghost Gate Pass, he still felt a lingering fear and naturally wouldn’t approach the hole again.
Surrounded by thick fog, Shen Luo didn’t know which way to go.
As he hesitated, he heard a gust of wind, making a “whoo” sound, like a woman’s weeping. The white bones that he had smashed under his feet were swept up by the wind, scattering ashes towards the front.
Shen Luo slightly furrowed his brow, thought for a moment, and then walked in the direction the wind was blowing.
In the vast wilderness, Shen Luo was taking uneven steps. Although he tried to avoid it, he still occasionally stepped on bones, making continuous crunching noises.
He didn’t know how long he had walked when he noticed that the fog in front of him was gradually thinning.
His spirit slightly stirred, he walked a bit further and the fog tailed off, broadening his view.
Only then did he realize that he was standing on a hillside, and across a pit was an imposing cyan mountain peak that towered into the clouds.
Shen Luo looked back and then continued down the slope. Halfway down, he suddenly heard a bird-like cry from high above.