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The city of the Azure Wolf Kingdom had been breached once again. This marked the third city taken in recent days. Chaos reigned within the walls. Soldiers fled in all directions, flames soared into the sky, and the air was filled with a cacophony of screams and the clashing of weapons, painting a scene reminiscent of the apocalypse.
Led by Chen Feng, the Di Sha Zhan Bu swept through like a tempest, catching the garrison of the Azure Wolf Kingdom off guard. Chen Feng took the lead, wielding his spear with unmatched prowess. His eyes burned with fierce determination, as if he intended to sweep away all enemies that dared to stand in his path.
The warriors of Di Sha Zhan Bu followed closely behind, shouting thunderous battle cries as they engaged in a desperate struggle against the forces of the Azure Wolf Kingdom. During this time, Chen Feng displayed extraordinary leadership and combat skills. He skillfully devised tactics, leveraging both terrain and troop advantages to gradually corner the Azure Wolf Kingdom’s army into a dire situation.
Seeing the tide turn against them, the garrison commander realized that defeat was inevitable and fled in panic, leaving behind supplies and wounded soldiers without a second thought. The plan to reclaim territory progressed exceptionally smoothly; Chen Feng led his army forward with unstoppable momentum, directly penetrating deep into the heart of the Azure Wolf Kingdom.
Along the way, cities and strongholds fell one after another to Di Sha Zhan Bu, as the forces of the Azure Wolf Kingdom proved utterly powerless to resist. Finally, Chen Feng and his army arrived at Yomi Blood Valley. This was indeed Chen Feng's target destination.
Yomi Blood Valley lay in the central-southern region of the Azure Wolf Kingdom. It was surrounded by towering peaks and shrouded in mist year-round, giving it an air of mystery. It was said that within this valley lurked the most terrifying beasts of the Azure Wolf Kingdom. However, no one had ever seen them. Thus, even though Chen Feng had captured many people nearby, no one knew what truly lay within.
What was known was that those who entered rarely returned alive. Standing at the entrance of the valley, Chen Feng could sense a strange aura seeping out from within. It was a foul mixture of blood, decay, and death that made one feel nauseous just by inhaling it.
He frowned, a surge of intense curiosity and caution rising within him. What secrets lay hidden in Yomi Blood Valley? Chen Feng pondered why the people of the Azure Wolf Kingdom feared this place so much.
He turned to look at his companion, Ancestor Chen Moxuan, who was gazing thoughtfully at the valley entrance. He knew that Ancestor must have some knowledge about this place.
"Ancestor, what exactly is hidden in Yomi Blood Valley?" Chen Feng couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Chen Moxuan's thoughts drifted back to the past. This place concealed an ancient secret. When I was young, I once made a bet with someone and entered this valley.
Chen Feng's eyes brightened instantly; he knew that what Ancestor was about to recount would surely be a thrilling story. That person was highly skilled in formations and possessed considerable strength. Interestingly, he had always guarded this spot and never left.
Out of curiosity, I made a wager with him: I would not fight back and let him kill me. If he succeeded, he could leave; but if he failed to kill me, he would have to reveal the secrets of the valley.
As Chen Moxuan reminisced, a complex light flickered in his eyes.
"And what was the outcome?" Chen Feng eagerly pressed on.
The outcome? He lost. Chen Moxuan chuckled bitterly; he couldn't even harm a single hair on my head. Thus, he had no choice but to divulge the secrets within: Yomi Blood Valley harbors a hidden realm.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng felt a powerful shock surge through him: a hidden realm, the legendary hidden realm? He never expected that this seemingly ordinary valley concealed such astonishing secrets.
"Ancestor, what should we do?" Chen Feng asked solemnly.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Moxuan slowly replied, "Do not concern yourself with what the hidden realm is. The things inside are not something even I would wish to face. Moreover, it is not the treasure-laden place described in legends."
"In short, bury your curiosity deep within your heart. As for the Army, let them remain outside; they are not suited to enter."
Chen Feng nodded in agreement.
Thus, he followed closely behind Chen Moxuan and cautiously stepped into Yomi Blood Valley. The scenery within the valley was vastly different from that of the outside world.
A blood-red mist enveloped the surroundings, and the soil and stones on the ground took on a strange dark crimson hue. The air was thick with a nauseating stench, as if countless beings had suffered cruel torment in this place.
Chen Feng pressed deeper into the valley, each step feeling unusually heavy. The gravity here seemed much stronger than outside, making his movements extraordinarily difficult. Yet, he did not give up; he resolutely followed behind Chen Moxuan.
As they ventured further, the scenery in the valley grew increasingly bizarre. They encountered numerous strange creatures wandering through the mist. These beings had twisted bodies and ferocious faces, as if they were tormented by some curse. They also saw ancient altars and stone tablets covered in strange runes and patterns that were impossible to decipher.
Despite the overwhelming challenges, Chen Feng did not waver. The two of them navigated through a winding path filled with thorns and bizarre rocks until they finally arrived at a seemingly old wooden cabin. This cabin stood alone in a corner of the valley, surrounded by a circle of peculiar Rune Stones, making it appear utterly out of place in the eerie environment.
The door of the cabin was ajar, as if silently inviting them in, but Chen Feng keenly sensed that there were no signs of life within. "Ancestor, it seems there’s no one here," he whispered, quickly scanning the surroundings for any possible clues.
Chen Moxuan nodded, his eyes glinting with vigilance. He realized that the damned fellow was indeed not present here! Slowly, Chen Moxuan approached the cabin, each step taken with utmost caution. Chen Feng closely followed behind him, gripping his spear tightly and ready to respond to any potential danger.
He could feel that within this wooden cabin lay some unknown power that evoked both curiosity and fear within him. The moment they stepped inside, a chill rushed over them, as if countless eyes were watching them from the shadows.
Inside the cabin was pitch black; there were no furnishings or items—only four walls and what appeared to be an ordinary wooden table. On one of those walls hung a painting.
But to Chen Feng, the painting exuded a strange aura, as if it concealed some unknown secret.
"This is bad, something serious has happened!" Chen Moxuan whispered.
He seemed fearful, as if he were afraid that his voice might attract certain presences!
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