Chapter 1126: The Eight Mountain Lords
(Some friends are full of anticipation, others are anxious, worried that "The Legend of Ze Tian" might become the career of our lifetime, because the Sacred Light Continent is too vast, the world too big... Hahaha, what I said that day was just to comfort everyone. I really want to keep wandering through the book with Changsheng, but it's impossible. "The Legend of Ze Tian" will end around May. The ending was already planned when I started writing three years ago. It's not novel, but it fits our sensibilities very well. Still, please don't get your hopes up—serious face. ?)
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The starlight tonight was truly bright. The undulating stone mountains in the distance looked like steamed buns made of white flour.
No, those mountains were a bit shorter, more like the white-flour flatbreads Sister Song made in Xining Town.
Chen Changsheng felt hungry, then remembered that he had been rushing to sleep and hadn't eaten for a day and a night.
Why was it so bright? Of course, because of that star.
That star was dimming, but it was still many times brighter than usual.
It signified that a cultivator had broken through into the Divine Domain.
Chu Su was furious about this, but only felt a bit happier when he realized that person wasn't Xu Yourong or Chen Changsheng.
Who exactly was that person?
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong didn't mention that person's name, but it was clear they knew who it was.
Looking at the brightest star in the night sky, Chen Changsheng felt both puzzled and uneasy.
Given that person's temperament, they would rather die than ask for help, let alone now that they had successfully broken through—who would they fear?
That day, he was boating on the Red River.
Listening to the deep songs of Yu Jing in the water, eating the small red fruits that Luo Luo fed to his mouth with her little hand, life was blissful.
Then the white crane came, bringing that message.
The message originally came from the Bear Clan, handed by a Bear Clan spy to a medicine merchant, who brought it to the Songshan Military Prefecture and personally delivered it to Chen Chou's hands.
That message was a date and a seemingly scribbled, patternless line.
Chen Changsheng took a small slip of paper from his chest, looked at the fine line on it, and superimposed it with the map in his sea of consciousness.
If the message was correct, that person should appear here tonight.
The grassland under the starlight was very quiet.
Sensing Chen Changsheng's mood, the Earth Hound lay quietly in front of him, making no sound at all.
Those demonic beasts retreated into the distance but didn't dare leave, nervously watching the Earth Hound, ready to receive orders at any moment.
It seemed the true master of this grassland wasn't Chu Su, but this Earth Hound.
Looking at the bright star, the Earth Hound squinted, somewhat confused.
Though cunning and treacherous, it wasn't a sapient being and didn't understand cultivation, naturally unable to comprehend this phenomenon.
Suddenly, the Earth Hound straightened up, staring at the distant stone mountains, its eyes showing vigilance and unease.
The next moment, it swiftly circled behind Chen Changsheng, only its head peeking out, letting out a low growl toward the night sky.
Xu Yourong stood up and looked in that direction, saying, "He's here."
The white crane flapped its wings and flew high into the night sky, ready to assist.
The night wind suddenly grew fierce, howling as it passed, and the wild grass bent southward.
The surroundings were flat and open, with no trees, yet for some reason, a rustling sound arose.
It was the sound of a strong wind brushing against paper.
In the bright starry sky, a huge kite drifted over from the northern night sky.
Beneath that enormous kite was a string, seemingly tied to a person.
The kite flew over the white stone mountains and, bathed in starlight, arrived at the grassland.
With a soft snap, the string broke in the middle.
The kite wafted upward, gradually disappearing, as if it had gone beyond the stars, leaving no trace.
The grassland trembled slightly.
That person landed before Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.
His face was covered with a piece of white paper.
It turned out the rustling sound didn't come from the huge kite, but from this white paper.
The white paper had several holes cut into it, dark and hollow, looking terrifying—especially today, covered in bloodstains, making it even more ferocious.
In his hand, he held an iron spear, his posture extremely casual, as if he were carrying a bundle or a person.
But that iron spear was very straight, just like him.
His body stood ramrod straight, as if it would never fall.
Xiao Zhang, once on the Carefree List, a renowned madman—or rather, lunatic—among the middle-generation experts.
Years ago, he was hunted by the entire Zhou Dynasty court, fought bloody battles for years, and was eventually forced into the Snow Plains, after which there was no news.
No one expected that when he reappeared, he had broken through and become a Divine Domain expert.
Starlight fell on Xiao Zhang's face, scattered by the white paper, faintly glistening.
Chen Changsheng sensed his aura and confirmed that the one who had just broken through was him, feeling very pleased.
But before he could say anything, Xiao Zhang raised his hand to stop him.
"I'm tired. I need to rest a bit."
After saying this, Xiao Zhang fell backward.
Even at this moment, he maintained his straight posture, crashing stiffly onto the ground.
Grass clippings and wet mud splattered.
Chen Changsheng was stunned.
This scene reminded him of many moments from years ago when he fled south with Su Li.
After a moment, he came to his senses, took the golden needle wrapped around his finger, and inserted it into Xiao Zhang's neck, beginning treatment.
For a Divine Domain expert, the Holy Light Technique had a relatively weak effect. Xu Yourong stood by watching, her brow slightly raised, lost in thought.
Clearly, Xiao Zhang was severely injured, likely chased all the way by someone.
Whether he was injured before or after breaking into the Divine Domain, it only proved that his pursuer was incredibly powerful.
Logically, the best choice at this moment was to take Xiao Zhang and leave. Few opponents could catch up to Xu Yourong and the white crane.
But Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong didn't do that, perhaps because Xiao Zhang's injuries were too severe, or perhaps because they had already sensed the change in the night.
The starlight gradually dimmed, and the night grew deeper, dark and cold, as if it had gained some kind of weight.
The night slowly gathered toward a certain point, overlapping, becoming deeper and deeper, until it turned into real black mountains.
Those were three mountain-like giant shadows, appearing on the grassland, hundreds of miles apart, just surrounding them in the middle.
The ground trembled slightly, and the green grass broke free from the night wind's grip, beginning to dance.
Dancing along with the grass were gravel and stones.
That was because the three mountain-like giant shadows were moving, and in a very short time, they arrived not far ahead.
They were like real black mountains, dozens of feet high.
High up, there were two torches, seemingly burning—those were his eyes.
The Earth Hound hid behind Chen Changsheng, its expression terrified, its eyes darting around, afraid but not daring to leave on its own.
Looking at those mountain-like shadows, Xu Yourong said, "When I was little, I always thought the Eight Mountain Lords were one person."
The black mountain directly ahead spoke.
His voice was low and rumbling, like wind echoing in a cave.
The chill on the grassland suddenly intensified, and the starlight grew even dimmer.
That mountain-like shadow, like true night, fell upon Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's eyes, bringing unimaginable pressure.
"The Eight Mountain Lords are naturally eight."
Legend has it that in the old days, the Demon race had eight peerless experts.
To the people of the various Demon tribes, these eight experts were eight unclimbable peaks, hence called the Eight Mountain Lords.
Today, Chen Changsheng confirmed that these Demon experts truly existed, and they were real mountains.
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