Chapter 1830: Chapter 1830: Gate of Hell
"Attack!"
The trusted aides, who had been gathering strength early on, saw the countless tentacles like giant pythons soaring into the sky and diving down towards them, yet they didn’t lose courage.
With a command shout.
Over two hundred sword energies broke through the air, directly slashing at these tentacles.
However, compared to Li Feng’s sword qi, the attack from the trusted aides only managed to open some wounds on the tentacles and spill some blood, without cutting them off.
The injured tentacles seemed to be enraged and swept over more violently.
"Evade."
Sikong Yu shouted, tapped his toe, and the Vermilion Bird Wings behind him fluttered, lifting him into the air. Then, the long spear in his hand turned into a fiery afterimage, directly attacking the nearest sweeping tentacle.
Sikong Yu’s strike shattered the tentacle instantly, then he crossed through the raining blood to attack other tentacles.
Meanwhile.
Lei Ba and others also rose up fiercely. Though not fire element users, they possess Golden Core power. Despite the tentacle’s strength, it still couldn’t withstand a full-force attack from a Golden Core.
Lann dodged a crashing tentacle, turned to look at the disrupted formation, and shouted, "Fight as teams, attack one area."
Under Lann’s command, the trusted aides gathered and attacked a selected spot as she directed.
Having found the right approach, these tentacles were not invincible and were severed one after another. As fewer and fewer tentacles attacked, victory seemed near.
But then, an unexpected change arose.
This time the attack came from underground, and it spread from the center, instantly countless small tentacles burst out of the soil, and some trusted aides who couldn’t dodge were swept up.
"Activate Burning Technique, quickly."
Li Feng shouted, then turned back and swung a sword, the sword qi like a scythe instantly cut off the martial tentacles erupting from the ground.
The swept-up trusted aides fell to the ground.
Hiss.
When the trusted aides tried to pull off the tentacles wrapped around them, they surprisingly found the tentacles were covered with tiny barbs that stabbed into their flesh; if they hadn’t activated the Burning Technique, they would have been sucked dry.
Yet even so, tearing off these tentacles still removed quite a bit of blood and flesh.
"Sikong Yu, lead the charge, Personal Guard Camp form a wedge formation advancing forward."
Having dealt with this wave, Li Feng still felt the danger wasn’t over; on the contrary, he sensed a bigger trouble approaching.
Denser rustling sounds came from all around, clearly signaling more tentacles approaching.
Having said that, Li Feng tapped his toe and leapt into the air, Vermilion Bird Wings emerged from his shoulder blades, spreading wide to lift him in suspension above, eyes scanning rapidly approaching tentacles.
Slash.
Li Feng raised the King Sword in his hand, without hesitation, releasing strands of sword qi in all directions; in an instant, sword qi fell among the surrounding underbrush, splattering blood rain in bursts.
"Move quickly."
Below, Sikong Yu did not dawdle, directly surged forward acting as the vanguard, the Personal Guard Camp also assembled swiftly, forming a wedge and accelerating ahead.
Li Feng protected the advance, allowing tentacles to attack as he swept sword qi in all directions, seemingly with endless power.
And the group of over three hundred people wasn’t too cumbersome, driven by fierce fighting, heading straight towards the edge of Valley of Life; yet the formidable millennial demon plant did not appear—whether it retreated in fear, or couldn’t make an appearance.
Ultimately, Li Feng and the others reached the area at the edge of life and death, also known as the midline of Half Border Mountain.
They stepped onto the exposed reddish-brown land, devoid of greenery; upon reaching here, the tentacles that had crazily besieged them also stopped, beginning to devour the severed tentacles, and not a drop of falling blood rain seemed wasted, all absorbed by the ground vegetation.
"Yu Jie, what was that just now?"
Ouyang Qiuhai looked at Sikong Yu and asked, to which Sikong Yu responded, "Not quite sure, but it seemed like a kind of demon plant."
"That was too terrifying; could this whole valley be covered by the demon plant?"
"Very likely. Demon plants are known for powerful life forces, capable of endless growth with ample blood food, but our family’s records on Life and Death Valley are largely historical; in recent years, the Sikong family rarely ventures into Life and Death Valley, so there are no records on demon plants here."
"It appears, over the past two hundred years, the valley has been taken over by demon plants and has matured fully."
Sikong Yu said.
"Those demon plants don’t seem to dare set foot here; the tentacles retreated, but we should consider the next step—retreating is now impossible."
They found themselves in the middle of Life and Death Valley; although temporarily evading disaster, ahead lies Death Valley, the most dreaded zone of the valley.
"Have you noticed, the earth here seems red."
Someone noticed the ground, then looked ahead, unlike the lush Valley of Life behind, the second half of Death Valley was more elongated; although also about a few hundred meters wide, it seemed generally longer and narrower.
"Once you’ve drawn the bow, there’s no turning back, let’s go." Sikong Yu said.
After a brief pause to tend wounds and catch their breath, they started forward again, encountering scattered skeletons along the path—some as small as balls, others as large as houses, adding a strange eerie atmosphere.
Turning around a narrow passage.
Li Feng leading the way gasped at the sight—an entire long narrow valley path lined with a river of bones, age unknown, many have turned to bone dust covering the valley floor.
The valley sides rose into sheer cliffs several hundred meters high, unlike the rock walls at the valley’s entrance, smooth and steep, these cliffs were dotted with fist-sized holes, swarming like a beehive.
Of course, this wasn’t a beehive but fire ant nests making Life and Death Valley notorious.
Ouyang Qiuhai shivered, grabbing Sikong Yu’s arm, looking at Li Feng: "Li Feng, it’s still possible to retreat; this path is impassable for humans, maybe you can pass, but getting hundreds of people through is pure fantasy."
"Look at these ant nests; there must be tens of millions of fire ants, where the previous tentacles could resist somewhat, facing the fire ant swarm is impossible."
Sikong Yu also inhaled deeply—hearing tales and witnessing firsthand were two different things, thus Sikong Yu turned to Li Feng.
No wonder the Sikong family abandoned Life and Death Valley’s main path, opting for a small passageway.
This path—calling it the Gate of Hell would not be an exaggeration.
Li Feng furrowed his brows, then turned to those behind him: "You all move back behind that curve; I’ll try breaking through first."
Having said that, not giving them a chance to protest, he tapped his toe and leaped onto the white bone river.
