Chapter 105: The Thing Below Is About to Appear
"Mr. Chu, what do you think?"
Shang Yifei’s face was calm, without a trace of panic.
In contrast, Qu Chengping appeared much more flustered.
"You gave me a ride and provided me with some information about the Black Continent Grassland.
I can guarantee your safety."
Chu He said in a calm tone.
The Evil Spirit beneath this canyon might be exceptionally ferocious, but Chu He had immense confidence in his own strength.
Protecting a few people would be no problem at all.
"Then thank you, Mr. Chu." Shang Yifei quickly expressed her gratitude, her heart finally settling.
The reason Shang Yifei was so composed was simple: she was relying on Chu He.
’If even the strongest expert on Blue Star can’t handle the Evil Spirit in this canyon, then dying isn’t such a raw deal.’
’There’s no need to panic, no matter what.’
"Uncle Dog, why aren’t you saying anything? Give us your opinion."
Qu Chengping still didn’t have much trust in Chu He.
But Uncle Dog was different. Compared to the other security team members, he had practically watched them grow up.
Whether it was loyalty or strength, Qu Chengping trusted Uncle Dog more.
"Actually, if Mr. Chu really is *that* Chu He, then our safety is naturally guaranteed."
At this point, Uncle Dog’s attitude was obvious.
He didn’t have much faith in the so-called ’big shots’ among the other Martial Artists.
After all, even that first King-level expert who tried to flee was killed with ease.
His corpse was still suspended mid-air by the Bone Spike that had pierced through him, blood sliding continuously down his body with a sickening DRIP, DRIP, DRIP that made one’s scalp tingle.
"Mr. Chu, are you really *the* Chu He from the Great Xia Empire? You should know what I mean."
Yu Qianqian gestured with her hands.
Chu He simply gave a slight nod, not bothering to explain his identity any further.
’In his eyes, it was an insignificant issue, not worth wasting breath on.’
However, after seeing Chu He nod again, Yu Qianqian grew incredibly excited.
At this moment, Yu Qianqian finally understood why Shang Yifei paid so much attention to Chu He’s words.
’It turned out Shang Yifei had confirmed Chu He’s identity long ago.’
’Thinking about it now, it all made sense. I had simply let my emotions mislead me.’
’Same Empire, same name, nearly identical appearance—how could he be an impostor?’
Qu Chengping opened his mouth, but swallowed the words he was about to say.
Suddenly, the earth began to shake violently, as if something was struggling underground,
trying to break free and burst forth.
The soil roiled like ocean waves, mixed with shattered rocks and dead branches.
Streams of chilling air erupted from the fissures, causing the temperature in the canyon to plummet as if it had become an icehouse.
The White Bone Grass in the canyon, which had appeared pale and eerie under the moonlight, now slowly sank into the ground with the tremors, devoured by an invisible force.
They vanished without a sound, leaving behind only empty pits in the earth,
like countless eyes silently watching this changing world.
The exits all around, which had been nothing but steep cliff faces, were now sealed by pale walls of bone.
These bone walls were formed from countless tiny skeletons, appearing fragile yet emanating a terrifying chill.
They cut the canyon off from the outside world, enveloping everything in endless fear.
The corpse of the Martial Artist who had tried to leap over the bone wall hung in mid-air like a cold statue, serving as the most terrifying decoration in this forbidden land.
At that very moment, several men and women stepped out from the crowd.
One of them, a burly man, shouted, "The thing down below is about to show itself! If you’re not idiots, you should be able to see that.
If everyone gathers together now, we might have a chance to get through this crisis.
Our priority right now isn’t to seek fortune or find some strange resources, but to save our own skins and stay alive!
Any Martial Artists at Sixth Grade or above who are willing to follow my command, stand to my left.
Everyone below Sixth Grade, gather on my right.
If anyone dares to hide their strength at a time like this, my team and I will be the first to take you out!"
The burly man’s team consisted of over ten people, each one exuding a formidable aura.
Even the weakest among them was on par with the Eighth Grade Martial Artist from before.
Even on the Black Continent Grassland, this team was an outstanding force.
Coupled with their strength in numbers,
even powerful individuals were unwilling to clash with them at this moment,
so they chose to follow his command.
"We should go stand over there too. We should be on the right side."
Seeing that Chu He, Shang Yifei, and Yu Qianqian had no intention of moving, Qu Chengping quickly reminded them.
But both Shang Yifei and Yu Qianqian looked toward Chu He. Yu Qianqian was ecstatic,
so much so that she forgot the life-threatening situation they were in, staring at Chu He without blinking.
"There’s no need to go over there.
The weakest in that team are Eighth Grade Martial Artists, and the strongest are those few in the King-Sealing Realm.
But compared to the Evil Spirit below, they are far too weak.
Going over would just be sending yourselves to your deaths for nothing."
Chu He shook his head and said, "If you want to leave, I can get you out of here right now."
Before Shang Yifei and Yu Qianqian could respond,
the burly man noticed Chu He’s group. He immediately pointed a finger and barked, "What are you few doing?
Didn’t you hear what I just said?
Or do you simply have no intention of cooperating?"
Those who had already obediently fallen into line also looked over.
Their faces showed some surprise. ’Someone’s actually not cooperating?’
After all, the burly man’s team was not to be trifled with.
When they saw that Chu He, Shang Yifei, Qu Chengping, and Yu Qianqian were all young, they more or less had their suspicions.
’They’re probably just hot-headed youths who refuse to take orders from others.’
Some sneered openly.
Some frowned to themselves.
And others repeatedly waved their hands, gesturing for them to hurry over and not cause trouble.
At this instant, the trembling of the earth reached an unprecedented extreme, as if the sky were falling and the ground were splitting apart.
In this heart-stopping moment, a gigantic White Bone Tree burst forth from the depths of the earth.
This White Bone Tree was no ordinary tree; it radiated a bizarre and terrifying aura.
Its trunk was formed from countless tiny bones packed tightly together, each one glowing with a faint, cold light,
as if alive, trembling slightly.
The crown was composed of dense, white, skeletal branches, from which hung pieces of translucent bone.
The height of the White Bone Tree was even more astonishing, around three to five hundred meters tall, piercing the clouds.
Its trunk was like a giant white dragon, coiling and twisting as it reached for the sky.
On the White Bone Tree’s crown hung clusters of bone-white flowers. They had no leaves, only bare skeletons that gave off waves of cold.
These flowers swayed in the wind, making a strange CREAKING sound, like a summons from Hell.
Around the White Bone Tree, the ground had completely collapsed, forming a massive pit.
The pit had been forcibly torn open by some power, revealing a bottomless darkness.
At the edge of the pit, soil and rock were mixed together,
forming sharp fissures that looked as if they might split open again at any moment.
The Martial Artists in the canyon were stunned by the appearance of the White Bone Tree.
They all retreated, their faces etched with terror and despair.
"It’s too late! This Evil Spirit is too bizarre. Let’s just make our move now."
A woman in a leather suit from the team had clearly lost her patience.
In a single bound, she grabbed a weaker Martial Artist and, with the strength of her right hand alone, threw him like a sandbag.
This woman in leather was an expert of the King-Sealing Realm.
The Martial Artist weighed nearly 220 pounds, yet it was as if she had just tossed a small sandbag.
The thrown Martial Artist completely lost control, flying through the air.
"Then we’ll start with you!"
The burly man grinned menacingly at Chu He’s group, and the other members of his team also began to make their move.
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