Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

298: Chapter 164: The World in the Mirror, Immortal and Indestructible 298: Chapter 164: The World in the Mirror, Immortal and Indestructible Mirror Immortal Station, a bustling crowd gathered at the edge of the three-story bamboo building.

“The leader just returned.”

“Why did only the leader come back alone?”

“Where are He Gang, He Meng, and the others?”

“My father didn’t return.”

“My husband didn’t return either.”

“The leader seems to be seriously injured, did something happen!”

…

Everyone’s faces were filled with panic, but there were guards at the door, and they couldn’t go inside, so they could only stand outside anxiously.

At the front of the crowd, Yuwen Dao, along with four elders of the Earth-digging Realm, was surrounded by a group of people, also waiting with anxious expressions.

A middle-aged man quickly squeezed his way to Yuwen Dao from the back, shook his head gravely, and whispered to him: “Only the leader returned, no one else, not even the Second Leader.

I’ve waited for a long time at the agreed place and saw no one.

It must be…”

Father, something must have happened!

This thought flashed through his mind, and Yuwen Dao’s expression became instantly gloomy.

“When the leader returned, black smoke was coming from his face, and he was heavily injured.

Many people saw it.

Tonight there should have been a defeat, He Meng, He Gang, and the others probably couldn’t escape.

Could the Second Leader also be…”

“Impossible, Father said he was only going over to take a look, he wouldn’t interfere!”

Hong Guang’s words were immediately interrupted by Yuwen Dao.

His father, Yuwen Hu, he knew well, would not do something unwise.

With so many people like He Meng and He Gang unable to escape back, seeing He Yuanhun return in such a sorry state, the power of the Great Xia must far exceed what they had imagined.

In that case, Yuwen Hu, who secretly followed, would be even less likely to take action.

“Four Intermediate, more than five hundred Low-level Cold Beasts, such a massive beast tide, coupled with two Cold Resistance Levels, He Meng, He Gang, 271 Earth-digging Realm warriors, and even the leader personally leading, yet they were utterly defeated.

Just how strong is Great Xia?”

Thinking about this, a flash of horror crossed Yuwen Dao’s heart.

Indeed, the specific deployment to besiege Great Xia by He Yuanhun he already knew.

The four Intermediate Cold Beasts were personally captured by Yuwen Hu and then handed over to He Yuanhun.

No one knows what method He Yuanhun used to not only control them but also to gather a large number of their kind, the Low-level Cold Beasts.

Upon hearing He Yuanhun talk about attacking Great Xia and not allowing them, or the other forty-one Earth-digging Realm at the camp who hadn’t paid respects to Mirror Immortal, to participate, the father and son were filled with confusion.

Learned that He Yuanhun intended to use a beast tide to deal with Great Xia.

On one hand, they felt a deep discomfort.

On the other hand, their confusion intensified.

The discomfort stemmed from the fact that Cold Beasts, like Deceitful Monsters, are natural enemies of humans.

Using Cold Beasts against Great Xia, who are also humans, felt inherently repulsive to them.

And the intensifying confusion arose from two points:

The first point naturally was, what method did He Yuanhun use to control those four Intermediate Cold Beasts?

The second point was why He Yuanhun would go to such great lengths to besiege a Great Xia Camp.

After all, under normal circumstances, the power of Great Xia was incomparable to the Mirror Immortal Camp.

He personally acted, with He Gang and He Meng, two Cold Resistance Levels, plus 271 Earth-digging Realm warriors.

Such a luxurious lineup, from what they understood of Great Xia, even if their power tripled, it might not be able to hold.

No matter how you look at it, there shouldn’t be any need to create a beast tide additionally.

Of course, the second point of confusion had already been resolved at this moment.

The strength of Great Xia truly exceeded everyone’s expectations.

So many people went over, yet only He Yuanhun managed to escape back.

And even then, he was severely injured when he escaped.

“It’s not just about dealing with the beast tide; He Meng, He Gang, and those 271 Earth-digging Realm warriors were all left behind.

No no, even if Xia Hong’s strength already surpassed the leader, relying on him alone, it’s impossible to achieve this…”

Yuwen Dao looked up at the bamboo building, his brows furrowed tightly.

The last time Yuwen Hu led people to besiege Xia Hong, he was there too.

He clearly knew how fast Xia Hong’s strength improved.

But no matter how strong his power, he is only one person.

And the Earth-digging Realm of Great Xia, all together, do not exceed twenty people.

Even if this number were multiplied by five or even ten times.

Tonight’s result should not have been like this.

“In the Great Xia Valley, there must be some terrifying ultimate weapon hidden!”

That’s the only explanation!

But what exactly is this ultimate weapon?

Is it some formidable person?

Impossible!

The Great Xia Station has been watched by the Mirror Immortal Camp for a long time, and it is impossible for such a formidable figure to suddenly appear; Lu He and the others have said that for decades past Redwood Ridge, there’s only been one medium-sized camp called Rog, Great Xia for many years, was just a small endangered camp.

If not a person, then what could it be?

“Yuwen Hu, thoroughly investigate your people, and your leader He Yuanhun, in the future, you will thank me!”

This sentence that Xia Hong said before suddenly flashed through Yuwen Dao’s mind.

He looked up at the bamboo building, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

He seemed to have faintly grasped something.

…

The third floor of the bamboo building, the partition behind the main hall.

“Ho…ho…uh…ah…”

He Yuanhun, dressed in white, lay on the ground convulsing and twitching all over, occasionally letting out low, suppressed roars and wails.

His hands were tightly covering the slender knife wound beside his eyes, with black smoke continuously seeping out from between his fingers.

He Yuanhun sat up suddenly, lifted his head, disheveled hair draping over his shoulders, his body still trembling and twitching, his silvery-white pupils full of twisted hatred and venom: