One after another, it was like a gloomy sound that emerged from the deepest part of his heart, woke Zhao Hu up from his sleep. His eyes suddenly opened and glanced indoors like lightning. The dark night could not stop the natural night eyes from peeping. He found nothing. When he woke up, the sound disappeared without a trace.

Could it be a nightmare? Zhao Hu was stunned and listened quietly. He heard the stern wind outside, and there was silence. In this fallen territory, his sharp ears did not catch a strange sound. He was not surprised or doubtful. While listening, he suddenly felt a strange phenomenon happening in his body.

A new sound. His heartbeat seemed to suddenly increase the beating sound.

"Pudong,Pudong,Pudong..."

The sound of heartbeat was like a low thunder, which was clearly presented in his earlobes.

Zhao Hu suddenly felt something was wrong, so he jumped out of bed, put on his robe, opened the door, and as the demon wings swelled, he quietly flew to the VIP building, standing on the top of the tower with a sharp sword and halberd, and his eyes were as cold as lightning, searching for the enemy's traces. He had already confirmed that there was definitely a mysterious and terrifying enemy who secretly launched a strange and unpredictable attack on him.

The Fallen Castle surrounded by darkness was silent, with only a few magic lanterns swaying in the wind, forming faint halos. His sensitive ears could capture the clear breathing of the fallen warriors at the city gate, and his eyes like falcons can distinguish the overall outline of a vampire bat from the night, but there was no trace of the enemy's shadow.

Zhao Hu calmed down and used the keen spiritual sensing generated by practicing the Tianyan Art. He swayed his wings like a giant eagle, and quickly flew to the foot of the mountain of Death Peak. His body changed from flat flying to flapping his wings and flying high towards the peak of ten thousand meters high. The powerful spiritual source passed down from the peak of Death Peak from a distance.

Flying down the peak of death, he felt the source of spirit seem to be excited, his heart beating pounding, like low thunder echoing in his earlobes, so powerful and so cheerful.

With his wings flapping, Zhao Hu was like a crossbow shot, venting the wind and flying towards the peak that could not be looked up.

The higher the wind, the stronger the wind. The strong wind made his body sway, greatly slowing down the speed of flying up. Zhao Hu had to gather greater force, try his best to stabilize his body, slow down the speed, follow the wind, change from a straight upward momentum to following the wind, and fly upward around the huge peak wall.

Whenever a gust of wind hits his face, he flexibly circulates towards the other side of the peak wall, and uses the power of the huge peak to prevent the fierce high-altitude wind from blowing. Although it goes far, it greatly relieves the original pressure and increases the speed of flight.

As we all know, the high wind at high altitude is not the wind blowing by the ground at all. The higher the wind, the greater the wind. The peak of death is the highest ice peak within a radius of thousands of miles. It is raging with the fierce wind.

From the sky, I occasionally looked down from the mountains and rivers, and the light as big as beans were visible. It was the light of magic lanterns flashing in the surrounding tribes. It was late at night, and there were only a few, shaking with the roaring night wind, like the lonely ghost floating in the dark wilderness, adding a hint of terrifying atmosphere.

When you flew halfway up the mountain, you saw the peak walls that were straight into the clouds piled up with eternal snow. The black mountain walls were covered with snow and fell in the night eyes of Zhao Hu, who could see things at night, and it was clear. As the height increased, the snow gradually turned into ice layers. From seven thousand meters up, the lonely peak that was as thick as a hundred miles was covered with a layer of glazed ice armor.

Zhao Hu was flying while looking at the mountain of Death Peak. He flew around and saw more mountains. He accidentally discovered it. On the nearly straight steep peak, there was a path that was deeply carved into the abdominal wall, which was dozens of meters wide. It was a circular shape, circled to the foot of the mountain. It was probably the road up and down that the Demon Emperor of Death was carved for infantry.

In the sky, due to the ice layer, the temperature dropped sharply. Zhao Hu had no choice but to burn the flame demon fighting spirit to fight the biting cold. Looking from the foot of the mountain, it rose rapidly like a rocket. Deep in his heart, he was unwilling to do this, for fear of attracting the attention of the surrounding territories. However, the cold that pierced into the bone marrow almost freezes even his blood. He had to use the flame demon fighting spirit to keep warm.

Among the nine power systems in the Abyss World, only those who are above the Demon King level can remain invincible with cold and heat, even if they are dressed in thin clothes, they will not be afraid of the ice and snow.

With a shout, Zhao Hu rushed up and flew up to the top of the peak that was hundreds of miles away. What he saw in front of him was rugged with strange rocks and pits everywhere. He wings landed on the rocks wrapped in light ice, looking at everything in front of him coldly. It was estimated that hundreds of large pits were to search for demonic artifacts and dig out the traces left behind.

A decadent ancient stone hall came into his sight. It was a ruin. The main hall collapsed and the messy huge rocks rolled all over the ground. It must be the Demon Emperor's Hall of the Demon Emperor that died back then.

Zhao Hu's cold-electric eyes swept across the entire peak. Although the rocks are rugged here and the stone pits are everywhere, they are all dug by hand. In fact, the entire peak is wide and very flat. You can vaguely identify the strange rocks arranged in a certain direction, which may be the landscape outside the Demon Emperor Hall back then.

Zhao Hu looked around, not even a ghost. And the spiritual source that fluctuated violently as he approached also lost contact. At the vast peak, under the sky, he was alone, standing alone on the death peak that once commanded the demons. Let the cold wind blow his long black hair like a waterfall, so lonely, cold...

Where was that spiritual source hidden? Zhao Hu's eyes were like swords, searching every inch of land on the peak inch, but found nothing. As he thought, he gathered the spiritual sense wave and spread in all directions at 360 degrees without any missing gaps, trying to sense the spiritual source again.

Over and over again, Zhao Hu tirelessly sensed the mysterious spiritual source.

After every disappointment, he cheered up and focused more, sensing every slight change.

Time passed one by one, and after half an hour of spiritual sensing, he got nothing.

Zhao Hu was surprised. Could it be that the spiritual source that was both mysterious and familiar, just to trick him into the death peak and then disappear? No matter what the reason, he was 100% sure of the existence of the powerful spiritual source. The spiritual source can reach tens of thousands of meters away, and uses mental power waves to convey vague sounds. It is the most powerful mysterious master he has encountered at the moment, but for some reason he is playing with him.

"Master, you... are here..." An intermittent voice suddenly came into his mind. It was a purely spiritual sense language, which only he could hear and echo in his mind. With his current cultivation level, no one could sense it in advance, and he felt shocked.

Zhao Hu looked at the empty peak and whispered: "You come out!"

"Zoom up, my master!" Changjian said quietly.

While talking, Zhao Hu did not notice that the black clouds in the night sky were rolling like a black air column exploring from the sky, hanging lower and lower, covering the sky above the death peak. The black clouds saw thin lightning like snakes running around. The roaring wind disappeared without a trace at this moment. An indescribable terrifying aura of celestial phenomena permeated this peak that was ten thousand meters high!

The dark night sky is surprisingly quiet, and the deep night sky is incredibly deep. The black clouds are rolling, and large groups of black clouds gather together, rotating and drooping, like a dragon with teeth and claws, without a trace of wind. It seems that in an instant, the bone-blazing cold wind on the peak disappeared without a trace.

“Kala…”

The sound of deep rocks cracking came from the ground below her feet. Suddenly, the sound of huge rocks cracking became louder and louder. The sound of Kalala turned into a loud bang. Zhao Hu was shocked to find that the entire death peak was trembling violently. In front of the collapsed stone palace ruins, a crack of several meters deep rocks cracked out of thin air, unable to see at first sight, as if it reached the abdomen of ten thousand meters of the foot of the mountain.

A blood-red light shot out from the deep cracks of the rock, leaping straight into the sky!

This earth-shaking change immediately attracted the attention of the demon soldiers guarding the city gates of the four surrounding territories. They stared at the death peak that was rising from the flat ground in shock. A shocking scene came into view: a blood-colored light rose through the sky and a huge black air column as black as a dragon fell from a high altitude to each other!

"Bang……"

At the same time, the door of the four lords, the closest surrounding depravity, vampire, skeleton and demon, was knocked open by the anxious demon soldier, guarding the black long halberd, and shouting at the top of his lungs: "Reporting to the strange phenomenon of the death peak from the sky, it seems to be a sign that the demon artifact is about to be unearthed!"

"What?……"

The four lords were not allowed to be furious and accused the demon soldiers of their rudeness. They lifted the bedding and jumped out of the bed. The beautiful demon who accompanied them hurriedly served to wear armor and hurriedly stepped out of the court. Looking around, they immediately felt that their heartbeat accelerated and their blood flow increased due to the magical changes in the celestial phenomena.

"Soldiers set out on the Death Peak!" The four lords who were responsible for protecting the demonic artifacts issued orders at the Death Peak, which was rushing from four routes to the Death Peak that was 10,000 meters high in the distance in different ways.
Chapter completed!