Xiaoxiao.

Chapter 133 Eagle's Sorrow Gorge 2

Ling Qi, who had already gotten close to Kuang Zheng's back, was struck dumb when he saw the suddenly appearing crimson clouds!

Immediately afterwards, an expression of extreme terror appeared on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying demon in the world. He pushed off with both feet, and his forward momentum suddenly stopped!

Then he suddenly retreated at an extraordinary speed, so fast that it exceeded his own limits, as if a ferocious beast was chasing him from behind.

Even though he had reached his maximum speed, the fear on his face continued to grow.

Kuang Zheng, who was standing to the side, also realized that something was wrong, but before he could react, a huge tentacle suddenly emerged from the crimson clouds and enveloped him.

Then a bizarre scene unfolded—his entire body was instantly engulfed by the boundless crimson mist.

In the blink of an eye, Kuang Zheng's figure disappeared completely.

Seeing this, Ling Qi's fear intensified, and without hesitation, he accelerated again, running wildly into the distance. Now, all he wanted was to distance himself from the crimson mist.

His face was filled with fear, terrified that the crimson mist would suddenly surge up again and rush towards him.

Ling Qi stopped only after they had gone far enough.

Only then did I realize that my back was already soaked with cold sweat.

After confirming that he was in a safe area again, he noticed the rapid, thunderous pounding of his heart, which was so jarring!

The three brothers, who had been rushing, finally caught up. Zhu Lu, who was standing not far away, saw everything and couldn't help but feel very surprised and puzzled.

You see, in his memory, Uncle Seven had always been a transcendent and otherworldly master.

However, today, faced with just this seemingly ordinary crimson mist, Uncle Seven was so panicked that he seemed like a completely different person.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Zhu Lu quickly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong? Seventh Uncle, is there something strange about this fog?"

Upon hearing Zhu Lu's question, Ling Qi took a deep breath, trying to calm her flustered emotions and appear as composed as possible before slowly replying, "Have you ever heard of Eagle's Sorrow Gorge?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Lu's mind was instantly filled with countless question marks; he couldn't understand his seventh uncle's words at all.

Zhu Shou also looked puzzled, his brows furrowed, as if he was trying to think of something.

Just then, Zhu Fu, who was standing to the side, looked on incredulously. His eyes widened as he asked in surprise, "Eagle Sorrow Gorge? Could it be the legendary Eagle Sorrow Gorge where even a seventh-level expert would die instantly if he stepped into it?"

Ling Qi listened to Zhu Fu's words and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Fu'er is really good. Not only does he work very hard in his cultivation, but he has also studied the ancient books of our Yekou Ridge. In that case, why don't you tell your two younger brothers about the origin of Eagle Sorrow Gorge?"

Zhu Fu quickly replied modestly, "Seventh Uncle, you flatter me too much. I only know a little about the origin of Eagle Sorrow Gorge from the ancient books left by our ancestors."

If there is anything I have said that is incorrect or inadequate, I hope you, Uncle Qi, can offer your guidance.

After saying that, Zhu Fu glanced at Ling Qi cautiously.

Ling Qi nodded, gently stroking his snow-white beard, and encouraged him with a smile.

After receiving Ling Qi's approval, Zhu Fuqing cleared his throat and began to recount: "According to the records in the ancient books, Eagle Sorrow Gorge was an extremely large battlefield in ancient times!"

"Back then, the sky was dark and a gigantic hand descended from the heavens, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction, attempting to wipe out all the wild beast races on our vast plains in one fell swoop."

Faced with such a life-or-death crisis, our brave and fearless ancestors did not flinch in the slightest. In order to protect the beautiful homeland where they had lived for generations, they resolutely stepped forward and threw themselves into this extremely fierce battle!

In that earth-shattering, soul-stirring battle, countless heroes followed one after another, fighting with their lives, composing magnificent battle songs with their blood and lives.

After countless life-and-death struggles and fierce battles over the long years, our ancestors, with their unwavering will and indomitable spirit, finally managed to defeat that terrifying giant hand.

However, the marks left by that thrilling battle are forever etched on this land.

The most prominent example is Yingchoujian today—a place that has witnessed the heroic sacrifices of countless martyrs.

Since that earth-shattering battle, the entire Eagle Sorrow Gorge has been shrouded in a layer of eerie crimson mist.

These crimson clouds linger year-round, never dissipating, as if containing endless resentment and curses.

Even more terrifying is that they contain deadly poison. Even if someone has reached the seventh level of cultivation, if they accidentally come into contact with these clouds, they will die instantly from the poison!

What's particularly chilling is that these crimson clouds seem to possess some kind of mysterious self-awareness.

They are like a group of ghostly killers lurking in the shadows, launching fierce and merciless attacks on passing birds and beasts.

Even those armored eagles that can soar through the sky, if they are unfortunate enough to be stained by this crimson mist, will turn into a pile of pale bones in the blink of an eye and fall from the sky.

Over time, people grew fearful of this place filled with the shadow of death, and thus called it "Eagle's Sorrow Gorge".

This is a forbidden place, a place of death.

After listening to this, Zhu Lu's mouth gaped open in astonishment. He exclaimed incredulously, "Oh my goodness! This is truly unexpected! There are such treacherous places in our desolate wilderness. Wasn't that human who recklessly intruded just now doomed?"

Zhu Fu replied, "That's true. No matter how powerful a creature is, no one has ever been known to emerge unscathed from that ghostly crimson mist. Although humans are born with innate physical strength, once they come into contact with this strange and unpredictable crimson mist, they will likely find it difficult to escape death!"

Standing to the side, Ling Qi nodded slightly in agreement with Zhu Fu's words, and added with a smile, "That's right, Fu'er is absolutely right. Since ancient times, no one has ever been able to walk out of Eagle Sorrow Gorge alive."

At this moment, Zhu Fu asked curiously, "Seventh Uncle, hasn't Eagle's Sorrow Gorge appeared for over ten thousand years? Why is it here today?"

Upon hearing this, Lingqi also said incredulously, "I'm completely baffled! According to the records, Eagle's Sorrow Gorge hasn't appeared in the world for nearly ten thousand years. Many people have even forgotten its existence, but for some reason, it has suddenly reappeared today. Moreover, judging from the bones scattered all over the ground, it seems that it has been there for some time now. It's really strange!"

"Could it be that there's a way to get through Eagle's Sorrow Gorge?" Zhu Shou asked curiously after hearing Ling Qi's words.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu replied, "The Eagle's Sorrow Gorge has always been elusive, and it seems to possess its own consciousness. In ancient times, it would appear every so often, and each time it would appear in a different location, but each appearance would cause a great disaster."

"Because of the toxicity of these clouds?" Zhu Shou said somewhat timidly, pointing to the crimson clouds in the distance.

"exactly!"

Zhu Shou gazed at the beautiful clouds and mist, momentarily lost in thought.

He never imagined that this seemingly beautiful fog contained endless killing intent!

Zhu Lu couldn't help but cast his gaze at the crimson clouds that seemed to have a life of their own, dancing wildly, and for some reason, the image of Wu Ren appeared in his mind.

"If Wu Ren had witnessed such a horrific scene, he would surely have been heartbroken and devastated. His brother of so many years was gone just like that..."

Zhu Lu pondered silently in his heart, a trace of worry creeping into his mind.