novelapdf Chapter 39 Infiltration
Chapter 39 Infiltration
Fan Yuan instantly understood that the monkey was going to suffer a great loss under this supernatural power!
Sure enough, after that painful roar, the Yellow Wind King's extremely arrogant laughter rang out like rolling thunder:
"Hahahaha! You impudent monkey! Now you know how powerful my Samadhi Divine Wind is! No matter how tough you are, you can't withstand my Primordial Divine Wind blinding your fiery eyes!"
Inside the cave, the little demons who were trembling were stunned for a moment after hearing the loud laughter, and then burst into a faint cheer as if they had survived a disaster.
Although they didn't know what had happened outside the cave, they could clearly tell from the king's voice that the invincible evil star seemed to have... been defeated!
However, this wild laughter was nothing short of a death warrant for Fan Yuan!
This means that I don't have much time left!
Huang Mao'er's speed increased by three points. He rushed out of the last fork in the road, and suddenly the view opened up before him.
Ahead was a straight passage about thirty feet long, completely without any obstructions.
At the end of the passage was the jade wall he had peeked through the crack, leading to the core secret chamber.
At the entrance to this straight path, two demon soldiers wielding long spears stood with their backs to him, nervously peering towards the main passage, clearly also shocked by the earth-shattering victory outside the cave.
These were not the two demon generals we had seen before. They were ordinary early-stage demon soldiers who had been temporarily transferred from elsewhere to fill the defense line after King Huangfeng went into battle.
Their cultivation level and vigilance were worlds apart from the previous two!
But he did not act rashly.
He concealed the aura of his clone to the extreme, clinging tightly to the shadows at the crossroads, calmly observing the two demon soldiers.
Their minds were not on the passage they were guarding, but completely absorbed by the great battle outside the cave. They were talking in hushed tones, their words filled with awe of the Yellow Wind King's supernatural powers and speculation about the monkey's fate.
Huang Mao silently calculated the time in his mind.
Based on the pattern he had observed several times before, the guards inside the cave would rotate every four hours, and now, the time for the next shift change was fast approaching.
The moment before shift handover is when people are most relaxed and least focused.
Success or failure hinges on the next moment.
Finally, a faint yet clear sound of footsteps approached from the direction of the main passage, breaking the suffocating atmosphere.
coming!
The two demon soldiers who were originally uneasy relaxed visibly after hearing the familiar footsteps.
They turned around simultaneously, looking in the direction from which the footsteps were coming, their faces showing expressions of relief.
Soon, the figures of two other demon soldiers appeared at the corner of the main passage.
"You've finally arrived! If you hadn't come, my legs would have turned to stone." One of the guards couldn't help but complain, his voice filled with the exhaustion of surviving a disaster.
The demon soldier who came to relieve him was clearly still shaken. He lowered his voice, but the horror in his voice was no less: "Don't even mention it! How did you feel about that commotion just now? We were in the front courtyard, and we almost thought the sky was going to fall! The King's supernatural powers... are simply... simply beyond our imagination!"
"It's more than just a feeling!" another guard interjected, instinctively touching his chest. "That sound of the wind, it went straight to my soul! My soul is still trembling. You didn't see it, but I heard that monkey went blind in both eyes, it's terrible!"
"Serves them right! Daring to cause trouble in our Huangfeng Ridge, this is what happens! It's just a pity that most of the cave's protective barriers have been destroyed; we're in for a lot of work now!"
The four demon soldiers got together, and once the conversation started, they couldn't stop.
They shared their observations and speculations, from the king's divine power to the monkey's miserable state, and the potentially generous rewards to come.
At this moment, their attention had completely shifted from their posts to the aftermath of this earth-shattering battle.
Now is the perfect moment! The cave's restrictions have been destroyed, the residual power of the Samadhi Divine Wind has not yet dissipated, and divine sense is suppressed—a perfect opportunity to infiltrate!
As the four of them turned around to talk, their gazes met and then diverged, creating an absolute, albeit only momentary, blind spot, Huang Mao made a move!
The True Meaning of Weak Water in Fan Yuan's sea of consciousness was pushed to an unprecedented extreme in this instant!
Layer upon layer of invisible, heavy water film instantly enveloped Huang Mao's entire body, suppressing his aura to the maximum extent.
Like a gray shadow flowing along the wall, Huang Mao silently darted into the quiet passage!
His speed was so fast that the whole process took less than half a breath!
Just as his figure disappeared into the darkness of the passage, one of the four demon soldiers seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye. He subconsciously let out a "huh" and suddenly turned his head to look into the passage.
The passage was dark and empty, with only his own breathing echoing inside.
"What's wrong?" his companion asked.
The demon soldier frowned, looked around the passage, and then said uncertainly, "Strange... I think... I think I just saw a shadow flash by..."
Upon hearing this, another demon soldier who came to relieve him immediately scoffed and patted him on the shoulder: "I have to say, you're such a coward! You must have been terrified by the King's divine wind, looking at everything with suspicion! This is the King's core secret chamber. Although the fortifications have been destroyed, the King himself guards the entrance. Who else but us can get in? Come on, let's go, collect our rewards, and have a good drink—that's the important thing!"
The demon soldier thought for a moment and realized that he had been too nervous. He shook his head self-deprecatingly, said no more, and turned to leave with his companions.
At this moment, Huang Mao'er was standing once again in front of the stone wall carved with concealment runes.
As soon as he stood still, a pressure several times more terrifying than the last time rushed towards him!
From that inconspicuous crack, what seeped out was no longer an invisible breeze, but a wind blade that was visible to the naked eye and shimmered with a pale golden light!
These wind blades, like living beings, cut through the air, emitting a subtle yet sharp hissing sound, as if even space itself was being torn apart by them.
This is the purest aftertaste of Samadhi Wind!
The thin film of water on Huang Mao's body was dissolving at an alarming speed under the cutting of the wind blades! Layers of water film were torn apart instantly as soon as they were formed.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain followed!
Fine cracks began to appear on the clone's demonic body, and the moisture and vitality in its flesh and blood were being worn away by the wind blades!
We must get in as soon as possible!
Fan Yuan felt a warning bell ringing in his heart. He didn't know how long his clone could withstand the pure aftereffects of such divine power.