A faint glow rippled like water waves.
In the corridor, the moss of night glow covered the walls, and various night glow vegetation hung from the ceiling.
Clusters of night glow mushrooms of varying sizes grew sporadically in the corridor, with small insects flying and dancing among them. The luminescent organs on their bodies emitted a mesmerizing fluorescence, illuminating the small space around them.
The corridor alternated between narrow and wide sections.
Some parts were only a dozen meters wide, while others were spacious enough to accommodate thousands of people.
Uneven stalagmites and stone pillars stood tall, with large vines coiling around them in the spacious areas. The leaves of these vines also flickered with fluorescence, resembling flowing light within their veins and leaves.
Old Iron ran madly in the corridor, giving it his all.
Despite his heavy body, his metal claws made no sound as they landed, moving through the corridor like a gentle breeze.
Wu Tie lay limp on his back, his limbs trembling. Old Iron had just fed him seven or eight bottles of white liquid and poured a thick layer over his entire body.
The high temperature continued to pour out from Wu Tie's skeletal structure, burning his flesh into a pulp. However, through the continuous repair of the white liquid, his skin and flesh rapidly regenerated.
The first phalange of his left index finger continuously emitted a dim glow, with the radiance flowing like water into his skeletal structure. Under the tempering of high temperature, Wu Tie's entire skeletal structure fused with the essence of the two metallic bodies within him.
His bones became harder, more flexible, and denser.
Accompanied by the faint sound of metal collisions, Wu Tie's bones grew rapidly. In the two hours that Old Iron ran through the corridor, Wu Tie had grown by approximately half a foot.
The rapid growth of his bones tore his skin and flesh, leaving terrible cracks all over his body. Faint sounds of his meridians and muscles tearing could be heard.
Faint footsteps came from the corridor as a group of wandering dwarf-like creatures mixed with several lizardmen scurried out from a side passage, blocking Old Iron's path.
Before these unknown individuals could make a sound, Old Iron had already let out a loud roar, shaking the corridor and releasing a white shockwave.
The clusters of mushrooms were shattered, and various juices splashed everywhere. Countless vine leaves scattered in disarray. The group of wanderers screamed and crawled on the ground. When they looked up again, Old Iron had already disappeared without a trace.
After running for another five to six hours, the intense heat on Wu Tie gradually dissipated. With the powerful effect of the white liquid, his injuries gradually healed, and he groaned as he regained consciousness.
Old Iron suddenly stopped in his tracks, swayed his body, and dropped Wu Tie on the ground.
This was a fracture in the corridor, and about ten meters away from Old Iron and Wu Tie was an unfathomable cliff.
On the opposite side of the corridor, about a kilometer away, a stone bridge spanned the cliff, connecting the corridors. At the exit of the corridor on that side stood a stone fortress with a meter-high stone wall, sealing the corridor. Only a small gate on the wall allowed passage.
After running for so long, Old Iron brought Wu Tie out of Qianyu City's boundary and into the territory of another power.
"Old Iron, what's wrong?" Wu Tie staggered to his feet and patted Old Iron's neck. "Out of strength?"
Old Iron shook his head, his eyes glinting with bloodthirst. He stared intently at the distant end of the kilometer-long stone bridge.
Wu Tie's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly drew his spear, keeping an eye on the stone fortress at the end of the stone bridge.
A cold wind blew from below the cliff, and with a whistling sound, a faint smell of blood drifted in.
"Oh, we've been discovered." A crisp and sweet voice echoed, and then the gate of the stone fortress shattered silently, revealing a graceful figure.
"It's not in vain that you were marked as an ancient bloodthirsty source with three stars in pollution...." At first glance, she appeared to be around thirteen or fourteen years old, with a sweet and adorable appearance. She wore a purple dress and walked slowly along the stone bridge towards them.
"We've been waiting for you for so long... waited and waited, but couldn't wait for you. So, I got bored and cleaned up the people in this outpost... I never thought your noses were so sensitive. Hehe."
"Ah, they're really not resistant to play." The girl laughed, and as she approached, her large watery eyes scrutinized Old Iron.
"Since I finally got the opportunity to travel alone without those disgusting old ghosts watching... I thought I could have some fun, but who would have thought I would kill them so easily."
The girl's laughter became sweeter, and she gently asked Old Iron, "Can you let me play a little longer?"
The girl revealed the heads of three young men, one woman, respectively held in her left and right hands. The three heads were clean, without a drop of blood.
From their necks, there was a faint icy light, as if a trace of coldness was seeping out.
Wu Tie observed the girl up and down. She was sweet and adorable, with rosy and tender skin. Every pore seemed to emit a brilliant light. The immense vitality hidden in her petite body was about to burst out.
"A disciple of the Eternal Life Sect?" Wu Tie furrowed his brows.
"Guo Que'nu, a disciple of the Eternal Life Sect. I'm here to extend my greetings," the girl bowed lightly.
As she bent her knees, she casually placed the three heads on the ground. When she stood up, a large cloud of blood mist suddenly sprayed out around her, accompanied by a crisp scolding sound. Her petite figure suddenly rushed forward, and in an instant, she was in front of Wu Tie.
Wu Tie spun his long spear, and the spearhead sparkled with cold light, forcefully intercepting the girl's weapon. It was a combination of a longsword and a speartip.
The six-foot-long sword was joined by a six-foot-long handle, and the entire weapon was crystal clear, as if it were made up of countless exquisite pieces of black ice scales. This terrifying weapon appeared, and with each wave of cold air, the ground and walls were quickly covered in white ice.
The frigid white ice spread out, covering the ground and walls solidly with a layer of two feet of ice within a few breaths.
Only a hundred meters away, the ice stopped exactly where she had left her clothes.
How terrifying and precise her control was!
Wu Tie stared in horror at the girl, tightly gripping his spear. His attention was focused on the White Tiger Armguard on his right hand. He had an instinctual feeling that the standard spear in his hand was no match for the girl's weapon.
"Who are you?" Old Iron's voice changed, filled with killing intent and anger.
He stared fixedly at the girl and said in a low voice, "Who are you? Tell me your name."
The girl stared expressionlessly at Old Iron.
Thick mist congealed around her, and soon, a fully enclosed suit of black ice armor enveloped her body. The strange ice armor was covered in sharp edges that reflected cold light.
"Who am I?" the girl's voice came out icy cold. "An ancient bloodthirsty source with three stars.... There's no need to tell you who I am."
With a "swish," the girl suddenly moved.
Wu Tie couldn't see her movements clearly, but he sensed that Old Iron suddenly shifted to the side to dodge.
With a "shh" sound, the girl's weapon cut across Old Iron's body, leaving a deep and ferocious wound on his side.
Countless flowing flames gushed out from the wound on Old Iron's body, and with a muffled groan, he staggered back more than ten steps, barely managing to stabilize himself.
"Assessment error... You can at most reach the Black Nine-Star level." The girl's icy voice sounded, "How strange, how could there be such a large assessment error?"
As she moved again, this time, she rushed in front of Wu Tie. Her weapon swung horizontally, heavily slashing toward Wu Tie's waist.
(End of the chapter)