Chapter 327: Chapter 195: Sword Severing Beitang
Night, silent!
A shadow quietly descended beside Ghost God Gorge.
With just a glance, Chu Qing found the path that Beitang Zun mentioned.
Raising his head to look at the other side of Ghost God Gorge, Chu Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Ever since he mastered the Flying Snow and Cyan Smoke Technique, his Lightweight Technique had become even more superior.
Back in Divine Blade City, he once crossed a hundred feet distance... Logically, Ghost God Gorge should be no problem.
But in reality, it wasn’t so simple.
Firstly, though Ghost God Gorge is said to be a hundred feet, it’s actually more than that.
To be precise, it’s over a hundred feet... Wanting to cross it without any assistance, Chu Qing’s current Lightweight Technique isn’t enough.
Secondly, back in Divine Blade City, he used a little trick.
He moved from a high place to a low one, allowing his body to slide downward, eventually crossing the hundred feet distance, landing on the rooftop of the Divine Blade Hall.
But the two banks of Ghost God Gorge in front of him were almost at the same level.
In this situation, if something goes wrong, he might fall directly into the miasma below.
So, Chu Qing decided to take the path indicated by Beitang Zun.
Looking at the thick miasma surging beneath his feet, he exhaled slowly; just in case, he held a goose in his hand.
This was raised in the walled city; before leaving, Chu Qing took it effortlessly.
Although he trusted Beitang Zun, when it comes to matters of life and death, he could not be too careful.
Besides this goose, there was an Antitoxic Pill hidden under his tongue.
Just in case something went wrong, he would have some room to struggle.
After pondering for a moment, he slid down the edge of the cliff, followed the rock wall all the way down, and just before reaching the valley floor, he drew the Cyan Night Sword and thrust it into the cliff face.
He slid down another three feet, and finally stopped steadily.
Leaping forward, he landed on the blade of the Cyan Night Sword, squatting there and began to lower the tied goose slowly with a rope.
The goose was restrained by the Cold Ice Inner Power of the Nine Chapters of Divine Jade, unable to move despite being alive.
It could only watch as Chu Qing sent it into the sinister miasma, with no room to struggle.
After a little while, Chu Qing felt the goose had landed, then waited quietly for a moment before retrieving it.
The goose was unharmed.
Seeing this, Chu Qing let out a sigh of relief:
"I hope you and I can be safe and sound."
With those words, his figure shook, pulling the Cyan Night Sword and returning it to the Sword Sheath.
His body descended from mid-air until he set foot on solid ground.
Looking around, all he saw was the endless swirl of miasma, any misstep could mean turning into a skeleton.
However, people from the Blazing Hall were able to pass through here, indicating that marks had been left within this miasma.
Following Beitang Zun’s instructions, Chu Qing walked along the marks, though there were some twists and turns, he remained unharmed throughout.
However, it took Chu Qing an entire incense stick of time to walk just half of this hundred-plus feet distance.
Suddenly, Chu Qing stopped.
His gaze turned to the haze of miasma.
There, he sensed a seemingly non-existent gaze.
Very ethereal... almost an illusion, fleeting, and transient.
If not for Chu Qing’s natural sharpness in this regard, coupled with his now profound Inner Power, heightened senses, he might not have noticed at all.
"But... how is that possible?"
Beneath Chu Qing’s mask, his face showed a look of surprise.
Ghost God Gorge stretches for miles, filled with toxic miasma, a natural dead zone.
How could anyone survive amidst the miasma unharmed?
"Is it an illusion... or is there really someone?"
At this moment, Chu Qing had an impulse to investigate... but he suppressed it.
The most important task tonight was to assassinate Beitang Lie.
Everything else, regardless of its importance, had to be postponed.
Furthermore, leaving Beitang Zun’s path and rushing into the toxic miasma would be suicidal.
With this thought, he continued forward, although the situation grew stranger as he walked...
"The toxic miasma in Ghost God Gorge isn’t just a legend, yet someone can find a path through this fog-laden miasma.
"This path was given by Beitang Lie to Beitang Zun... how did Beitang Lie know of it?"
Chu Qing’s eyes rippled with thought:
"If the one who told Beitang Lie this path is the Celestial Evil Cult.
"Then... to what extent does the Celestial Evil Cult control over Ghost God Gorge?"
With this thought rolling in his mind, his feet kept moving.
Soon, Chu Qing reached the other side of Ghost God Gorge, looking back, he could barely see the path he took.
The path he came on was already completely hidden in the miasma.
With a tap of his foot, his figure became a wisp of cyan smoke, and with just two or three leaps, he flew from the bottom of the gorge to the edge of the cliff.
There was no one around, possibly even within the Blazing Hall, this path was a secret.
Usually, no one would act around here.
Chu Qing tied the goose he was holding to the edge of the cliff, both as a marker and for convenience on his return journey.
To prevent someone in the Iron Blood Hall’s kitchen from thinking there’s a thief in the walled city.
Looking up, this place wasn’t too far from the main camp of the Blazing Hall.
The Iron Blood Hall specifically built a walled city at Ghost God Gorge to guard against the Blazing Hall.
Blazing Hall, naturally unwilling to be outdone, also established a walled city here, thus confronting Blazing Hall.
But when Chu Qing came to the wall of this walled city, looking at this fortress.
