Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 35 - Misty Death Valley

Half an hour later, Qi Guangyao finished cultivating and rose, followed by Han Yulian after another five minutes, and more than twenty minutes later, the rest began to stop one after another.

This was the gap between them.

Zhou Heng didn’t want to reveal the secrets of the Moonshadow Heart Jue.

He pretended to sit in meditation for a long time before standing up, anyway, no one could see through the authenticity of his act.

After the previous battle, the team of five became much closer; Han Yulian’s charming and alluring demeanor especially made the hearts of the young men flutter, only Qi Guangyao was too annoying, always clinging onto her.

The next day, the team continued the hunt, and they were lucky, gaining something nearly every day.

Zhou Heng still didn’t talk about teamwork, forging ahead on his own, but this also became a strategy, making the other four members cooperate with him, making every attempt victorious.

Although Han Yulian was dissatisfied, she had nothing to say.

After five days, Han Yulian couldn’t tolerate Qi Guangyao’s pestering anymore and proposed to split the group, with her and Qi Guangyao each leading half of the team on separate hunts.

Qi Guangyao had come under the pretext of assisting Han Yulian.

After she labeled him with a big hat, he couldn’t decline and could only agree with a darkened expression.

After discussing, it was decided that Qi Guangyao would lead two people, while Han Yulian would take three.

Nobody wanted to accompany the arrogant Qi Guangyao, so they resorted to drawing lots to decide, which frustrated Qi Guangyao to the point of turning pale.

Ultimately, Zhou Heng, Mao Xianzhi, and Lu Qing were grouped with Han Yulian, and the other two unlucky ones ended up with Qi Guangyao.

The groups agreed to reconvene in five days to return together to the Nine Spirit Sect and then went their separate ways.

Watching Qi Guangyao’s pale face, Zhou Heng and the others silently mourned for the other two.

Even though they were down by two people, with Zhou Heng there, the efficiency of hunting Demon Beasts basically didn’t change, making Mao Xianzhi and Lu Qing admire Zhou Heng even more.

Three days later, they arrived at a valley, and unexpectedly, not long after entering, the weather became exceedingly strange, as hail began to fall, so Zhou Heng and his group had to halt their steps and took shelter under a protruding boulder.

Before long, the ground was covered in hailstones, with the largest being the size of half a palm, leaving them astonished.

The temperature plummeted suddenly, and despite all three being in the Bone Refinement Realm, they were so cold they trembled.

Only Han Yulian, who had reached the Blood Refinement Realm and had vigorous Qi and blood, was impervious to the cold and remained unfazed.

The hail poured down for over half an hour before finally ceasing, leaving the landscape covered with a layer of ice.

“We have never been to this valley before, but since we’re here, let’s explore it!” Han Yulian quickly made a decision.

The deeper the four of them went, the denser the fog became, reducing visibility increasingly, along with an eerie sensation of a whistling wind.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a downpour!

This time they couldn’t find a place to hide; their surroundings were oppressively dark, and they couldn’t even see the path clearly.

Where could they possibly take cover?

The rain came suddenly and ceased just as abruptly, quickly returning to its misty state.

However, less than ten minutes after the rain stopped, a violent wind began to howl ceaselessly.

“What kind of place is this, so peculiar?”

All four could not hide the confusion in their hearts, sensing this place to be extremely strange!

“This is bad, could this be the Misty Death Valley?” Han Yulian suddenly changed color.

“What is the Misty Death Valley?” Zhou Heng asked.

“The Misty Death Valley is a treacherous place within the Pingtian Mountain Range, shrouded in mist all year round.

Nine out of ten who enter never make it out!

However, according to legend, the mist covers the entire valley.

How could it suddenly shrink to just this inner part?” Han Yulian’s face showed confusion; otherwise, she wouldn’t have led Zhou Heng and the others into it.

So dangerous!

Zhou Heng furrowed his brows, and both Mao Xianzhi and Lu Qing were slightly shivering.

“Let’s head back immediately!” Han Yulian made a decisive call.

The four turned to leave, but after half a day, they came to a disheartened halt—they couldn’t find their way out!

They clearly hadn’t gone deep into the valley, so logically speaking, heading back for about ten minutes should have been enough to exit, but this extended amount of time without finding a way out was abnormal.

Were they experiencing ghost hitting the wall?

Otherwise, how could they not find their way out—this wasn’t a labyrinth!

“It’s this mist!” Zhou Heng suddenly said, “It has the effect of confusing the mind!”

Realization dawned on Han Yulian and the others, and Mao Xianzhi said, “Then we should hold our breath!”

The four of them did as instructed, but it was no use.

Even with martial artists holding their breath for long periods of time, it was not enough to allow them to exit the valley.

Half an hour later, they were still wandering in the same spot.

Time had reached evening, and with the place already shrouded in fog, it suddenly grew even darker, almost to the point where one could hardly see their own hand in front of their face.

“What do we do?

Are we going to be trapped here to die?” Lu Qing’s voice was trembling.

Hadn’t Han Yulian mentioned before that out of ten people who enter, nine would never leave!

“Let’s rest for a bit, eat something to fill our stomachs and gather our strength.

I will definitely lead you out of here!” Han Yulian spoke resolutely, though even she might not believe her own words.

Zhou Heng sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to communicate with the black Broken Sword in his dantian.

It was a divine object, and perhaps it could have some miraculous effect.

Hum!

About fifteen minutes later, the Black Sword suddenly responded, releasing a divine and bright fluctuation.

It was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing a huge swell in the entire sea of fog, stirring up vast winds and clouds.

“What’s happening?”

“I don’t want to die!”

Lu Qing and Mao Xianzhi couldn’t help but exclaim uncontrollably.

The Misty Death Valley was infamous, and with such an eerie change occurring, it was no wonder they were scared out of their wits.

Although Han Yulian managed to stay a bit calmer, she still could not hide her panic, as this was far beyond her understanding.

“Follow me!” Zhou Heng suddenly stood up, his eyes incredibly clear, no longer obscured by the fog.

His steady voice gave the other three people inexplicable courage.

At this time of great fear and confusion, having someone step forward naturally caused them to instinctively gravitate towards him.

Zhou Heng strode forward, and the three, led by Han Yulian, followed closely behind.

Actually, they had no guarantee that Zhou Heng knew the way out, but they were simply inspired by his confidence.

After walking more than two miles, the fog suddenly dispersed, revealing scattered starlight and instantly becoming clear.

—They had really made it out!

Mao Xianzhi and Lu Qing both cheered aloud, hugging each other uncontrollably, filled with the joy of having survived a disaster.

“How…

how did you do that?” Han Yulian couldn’t understand this young man at the Body Refinement Seventh Layer — wait, wasn’t this guy only in the late stages of Body Refinement Seventh Layer a few days ago?

How did he reach the peak so quickly, did he eat an Immortal Pill?

Only then did Mao Xianzhi and Lu Qing remember it was Zhou Heng who had led them out, both looking at him with amazement.

After all, they knew how many lives the Misty Death Valley had claimed!

Zhou Heng gave a slight smile and said, “Perhaps my eyes are a bit different from others, allowing me to see things that others cannot see!”

“Ghosts, ghosts?” Lu Qing spoke with a trembling voice.

There were legends of people with yin and yang eyes who could see the spirits of the dead.

Was Zhou Heng guided out of the valley by these spirits?

With this thought, Han Yulian and the other two couldn’t help shivering.

The unknown was what frightened people the most.

Zhou Heng, seized by a sudden mischief, nodded seriously, causing Han Yulian to go pale, while Lu Qing and the other person hugged each other even tighter.

“Wait here for me, I want to go back in and take a look!” Zhou Heng suddenly became interested in the valley.

“No way!” Han Yulian immediately shook her head, “You might have made it out once, but next time…

those unclean things may not help you again!”

Unclean things?

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Zhou Heng paused for a moment before realizing she was referring to “ghosts,” and couldn’t help but reveal a smile, saying, “No worries, they are good friends of mine!”

Good friends with ghosts?

However one listened, it sounded disturbing!

Han Yulian and the others turned even paler.

“Then… I will go in with you!” Han Yulian suddenly said.

“What?” Zhou Heng turned to look at her.

“I am the captain of our team, and it is my responsibility to ensure the safety of each and every one of you!”

“Senior Sister Han is not afraid of not being able to get out?”

“Didn’t you say you were familiar with… them?”

Zhou Heng found himself at a loss for words, his own argument having been turned against him.

He nodded and said, “Okay then.”

“Lu Qing, Mao Xianzhi, the two of you stay here and wait for us!” Han Yulian turned back to instruct the two boys who were still clinging to each other.

The last thing Lu Qing and the other person wanted was to follow back into the valley.

Fearing that Han Yulian would ask them to accompany her, they were relieved to hear her words and nodded their heads hurriedly.

Zhou Heng walked forward with large steps, Han Yulian following him, but she stopped after only a few steps and turned around.

Just as Lu Qing and the other person were worried she was changing her mind and going to ask them to go with her, they heard her say, “Have you two hugged enough?” They then realized they were still embracing each other and quickly separated, feeling a strong sense of disgust.

By the time they looked up again, Zhou Heng and Han Yulian had already disappeared into the mist.

The cold wind blew, and a fresh chill arose from the depths of their hearts.