usatvline Chapter 167 God and Man
Chapter 167 God and Man
The group tapped and knocked along the wall and soon found a hollow section of it.
Hu Bayi swung his ice axe and smashed open the wall in a few blows, revealing a ramp leading down.
“This place was once visited by the Samsara Sect, and the passage should have been left by them.”
The Samsara Sect inherited some of the Demon Kingdom's resources; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to take away the Crystal Corpse's eyes and brain.
As he spoke, Cheng Feng looked at the crystal corpse, the first generation of Ghost Mother, whose last value had been squeezed dry.
"The Demon Mother's eyes must have been taken by the Samsara Sect!"
"Not only that, they even dug out the Demon Mother's brain!"
As they spoke, the group stepped into the passage leading downwards.
The passage retains its original appearance, with traces of excavation on the ice on both sides.
The Samsara Sect must have mobilized a considerable amount of manpower back then.
After walking down the slope for more than ten minutes, the group arrived at the end of the tunnel.
At this moment, everyone was standing on an ice platform. It was pitch black below, but the sound of flowing water could be heard.
Above, there was no end in sight, only deep blue ice.
Yang Xueli took out a flare from her backpack, pulled the pin, and threw it downwards.
An orange-red light shone, dispelling the darkness below.
Then you can see an underground river flowing straight out from beneath the glacier into the distance.
Their location was a drop of seventy or eighty meters above the river surface.
"There's a road here!"
Using the flare, Hu Bayi saw the steps on one side of the platform.
This was carved directly into the ice, and because of the temperature here, it has retained its original appearance for many years.
"Be careful, the ice is slippery. It's best to use your ice axe to secure yourself with each step."
As Yang Xueli spoke, she took off her ice axe. Falling from such a height would result in death or serious injury, so it was never too much to be careful.
Upon hearing this, no one dared to be negligent, and they began to ascend the steps one after another.
He used his ice axe as a anchor to prevent himself from slipping into the glacial river.
After much effort, the group finally arrived at the bottom by following the path pioneered by their predecessors.
They stood on the rocks on either side of the glacier, flares shining in the distance.
The reflection from the glacier made the surroundings as bright as day.
"Old Cheng, look over there, isn't there someone there?"
Yang Xueli knew that Cheng Feng had good eyesight, so she asked Cheng Feng to help her look at a piece of floating ice in the distance.
Cheng Feng turned his head and looked over, saying with some surprise:
"It really is a person. Let's go take a look!"
Upon hearing that there were other people present, everyone immediately dared not delay and followed Cheng Feng forward.
They quickly moved out of the flare's range, and under the beam of their flashlights,
A girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a long dress, came into view.
She was lying on an ice floe, her body covered in ice shards.
Her pale face was shockingly white, making her look like she wasn't alive at all.
"She's not quite dead yet, get her off the ice first!"
When Cheng Feng got closer, he noticed that the little girl still had a faint heartbeat, but her breathing had stopped.
It's hard to say whether he will survive.
"Fatty, come give me a hand! Her clothes are frozen to death like ice! Quick, cut them open with a knife!"
Hu Bayi stepped forward to try to help him up, but because his clothes were stuck together, he couldn't pull him up at all.
Upon hearing this, the fat man pulled out a dagger and stepped forward to cut open the girl's glued-on clothes.
Fortunately, the girl was wearing quite a bit underneath, so there wasn't any accidental exposure.
After rescuing the girl, everyone lit a fire on the spot.
"You all step aside for a moment, leave the rest to me!"
Yang Xueli placed the girl beside the fire and addressed the crowd.
Everyone was sensible, so they all turned their backs and sat down to rest in a nearby spot.
This is the limit of what they can do; if the distance is too far and danger arises, there won't be enough time to rescue them.
Yang Xueli first took off the girl's clothes little by little and then placed them by the fire to dry.
After an emergency rescue, the girl gradually regained her breathing and her face regained some color.
Yang Xueli then took out a blanket, wrapped the girl up tightly, and placed her by the fire to warm her up.
"Alright, her life is saved."
Hearing Yang Xueli's words, everyone returned to the campfire.
Cheng Feng raised his hand to check the time and found that it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.
"We've all been busy all day and are hungry, so let's set up camp here, eat something, and get some rest."
Breaking through the nine-story demon tower was physically demanding, and we didn't even have time for lunch.
They found a relatively flat spot and worked together to set up the tent.
Then they moved the campfire and the girl into the tent.
Outside, Hu Bayi, Chu Yi, and Fatty Wang stood guard with guns.
Although Cheng Feng jokingly called it a tour group, they were also aware of the dangers here.
We still need to be vigilant.
Four hours later, Cheng Feng and Yang Xueli woke up on time.
After checking on the girl, I found that she was getting better and her breathing was much stronger.
Then he went out of the tent and replaced the three people outside.
There is no distinction between day and night under the glacier; only the firelight in the tents provides illumination.
Cheng Feng and Yang Xueli sat together.
Ak sat cross-legged not far away, one hand holding prayer beads and the other resting on an automatic rifle.
Looking at Ak, Cheng Feng suddenly thought of a Tang Monk figurine holding a Gatling gun.
The sense of conflict created by the styles is perfectly embodied at this moment.
"Cheng Feng".
At that moment, Yang Xueli's voice rang in Cheng Feng's ears.
Cheng Feng turned to look at Yang Xueli. The two were very close, and they could even feel each other's breath.
You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?
Cheng Feng noticed that Yang Xueli had her eyebrows furrowed and was looking at him with a very complicated expression.
Yang Xueli shook her head, her hair sliding down Cheng Feng's cheek as she swayed.
"I'm a little worried!"
"What are you worried about? With me here, there won't be much danger, and the curse that has plagued the Zaglama clan will be lifted."
Yang Xueli pursed her thin lips, then turned to look at the glacier in front of her.
"I'm worried about you. You know, you weren't even human when you were using the Boundless Demon Eye."
Cheng Feng gave a wry smile and said, "Is it really that exaggerated?"
Yang Xueli nodded solemnly: "It's not an exaggeration at all. At that moment, I felt a kind of fear from the depths of my soul in front of you."
That feeling of powerlessness was as if facing a god.
Cheng Feng's expression remained unchanged, but an unprecedented ambition ignited within him.
He has achieved immortality, but he is not yet worthy of the title of "god."
Because he is not immortal yet, modern weapons can still kill him.
"I worry that one day you will become unlike yourself."
After a moment of silence, Yang Xueli's voice rang out softly.
Cheng Feng put his arm around her shoulder and said softly:
"I can't be a god in the traditional sense; I can't let go of my emotions and desires."
They also cannot sever their sense of right and wrong as human beings.
Therefore, no matter what power I possess, I will only ever be Cheng Feng, not some so-called god.