BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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The Nether Demon Mountain Range sat on the border between the Southern Region and the Central Region of Central Plains. This place could be considered one of the more famous territories in Central Plains.

Because the pale, icy aura shrouded the mountains year-round, even soul perception would be affected deep within the range. If some reckless person dared to barge in carelessly, they might very well be killed by the extremely harsh environment inside.

Thus, most people avoided coming here. However, this kind of unique environment was deeply favored by cold-attribute heavenly treasures and earthly herbs. As a result, countless cold-attribute natural treasures grew throughout these mountains.

For that reason, the place attracted many cultivators who trained in cold-attribute Dou Qi. Many of them chose to enter the Nether Demon Mountain Range to cultivate or to seek rare cold-attribute resources.

Yet it was precisely because of their presence that the mountain range—once inhabited only by magical beasts—became populated with many humans who relied on it to survive, bringing unexpected liveliness to the otherwise silent wilderness.

Because the Nether Demon Mountain Range wasn’t too far from the Pill Region, and Lin Feng feared that delay might lead to complications, he, Xiao Yixian, and Feng Qing’er flew nonstop for four days and nights before the shadowy outline of the mountain range finally appeared before their eyes.

”We finally made it. I wonder what we’ll gain from this trip.”

Lin Feng gazed into the distance and murmured softly.

After the trio arrived, they immediately sensed the temperature around them dropping rapidly. A wave after wave of chilling cold swept toward them like sharp wind. However, given the trio’s strength, such cold posed no real problem at all.

Once they neared the gloomy, frost-filled mountain range, Lin Feng descended toward a mountaintop outside the range.

”Xiao Yixian, you’re leading the way this time. After all, Qjng’er and I have never been here before.”

After landing, Lin Feng turned to look at Xiao Yixian beside him and spoke.

”Alright, but my information came from a captured Hall of Souls Protector. Although Xin Lan and I have been here once before, we still have to be careful. We mustn’t let overconfidence cloud our judgment.”

”Mm, I understand.”

As soon as she finished, Lin Feng and Feng Qing’er nodded in unison.

After all, both of them knew just how terrifying the Hall of Souls truly was. Against such an enemy, recklessness was the last thing they could afford. Once Xiao Yixian saw that everything was ready, she took the lead.

Her figure moved gracefully, like a white swan soaring through the air, as she charged straight toward the towering, endless mountains ahead. In the blink of an eye, her alluring figure disappeared from Lin Feng and Feng Qing’er’s sight.

Seeing this, the two quickly followed, diving together into the frigid mountain range before them. Within the forest thick with biting cold, pale mist filled the air, obscuring vision in every direction.

Deep inside the Nether Demon Mountain Range, visibility was frighteningly low. Even for Lin Feng and the others—each a Dou Zun expert—it was the same. Moreover, in this place, their soul perception could only extend a little over a hundred meters before it was completely suppressed.

”Whoosh, whoosh~”

The sound of faint wind tearing echoed occasionally through the forest.

Three agile figures, swift as spirit monkeys, sliced through the white mist and darted forward, rapidly heading deeper into the mountain range.

However, as they ventured further in, both Lin Feng and Feng Qing’er—visiting this place for the first time—gradually came to understand just how troublesome this place truly was.

Although Xiao Yixian had been here before, even their powerful soul forces now felt uncomfortably frozen under the influence of this frigid, sinister aura.

Moreover, since they had to remain alert for the Hall of Souls’s patrol teams to avoid being discovered, Lin Feng’s group didn’t dare to move too quickly, especially with their soul perception suppressed.

Yet the longer they stayed here, the higher the chance they would run into a patrol team. What’s more, the mountain range was home to eighth-rank magical beasts.

That alone made Xiao Yixian, despite being an Eight-Star Dou Zun, unwilling to charge recklessly and simply slaughter every Hall of Souls squad she encountered.

After all, Dou Zong-level cultivators were easy enough to handle, but eighth-rank magical beasts were another matter entirely. If they couldn’t eliminate one immediately and it managed to sound an alarm, things would become troublesome very quickly.

Especially since they had no idea whether any of their enemies carried spatial jades used by Hall of Souls experts to send emergency signals.

Because of these constraints, the three advanced carefully through the dense forest from early morning all the way until late at night before finally discovering something.

At that moment, Xiao Yixian, who was leading the group, suddenly came to a halt. She exhaled softly and said in a low voice, ”We’re here.”

Lin Feng noticed that the mist around them had unexpectedly grown thinner. Now, they stood on a steep, towering slope. Looking down from there, he saw a massive valley surrounded on all sides by mountains.

In the center of that valley lay an enormous black hall—hundreds of meters tall—sprawling like a colossal, ancient beast. From its shadowy form radiated a terrifying, bone-chilling aura.

”So this is the Hall of Souls, huh? It’s really hidden deep… Do you know how those Dou Zong Protectors manage to return here?”

Gazing at the giant structure like a lurking leviathan, Lin Feng couldn’t help but sigh softly.

”The space where that branch resides is sealed by a spatial barrier. We’ll have to break through it if we want to get inside,” Xiao Yixian explained, her eyes fixed on the dark structure below before turning toward Lin Feng.

Hearing this, Lin Feng focused on the valley ahead. The air above it shimmered faintly, revealing a distorted sky that made him frown.

The spatial barrier was formidable—far beyond what an ordinary Dou Zun could shatter. Even for an Eight-Star Dou Zun like Xiao Yixian, it wouldn’t be easy.

Relying on his exceptionally strong soul power, Lin Feng could clearly sense what lay beyond the barrier a single low-level Dou Zun and more than a dozen Dou Zong-level Protectors inside that black hall.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Feng turned to Xiao Yixian and Feng Qing’er.

”You two stay outside this spatial barrier and construct another layer of concealment over it to hide what’s happening inside. I’ll break through the barrier and take care of the Hall of Souls members within.”

”We’ll do as you say.”

The two women exchanged a quick glance. After a moment’s thought, they agreed that Lin Feng’s plan was sound and nodded simultaneously.

”In that case, let’s begin.”

Seeing no objections, Lin Feng clenched his fist, his eyes flashing with a trace of excitement.

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