Chapter 326: Chapter 229: Above Maoshan

The Maoshan Mountain Range is situated between Jurong, Dantu, Jintan, Liyang, Lishui, and Gaochun, roughly forming an S-shape. It stretches about 90 kilometers from north to south, 10 kilometers from east to west, with a regional area of about 900 square kilometers. The total mountain area is approximately 450 square kilometers, with one mountain over 400 meters, seven mountains between 400 to 300 meters, 23 mountains between 300 to 200 meters, over 60 mountains between 200 to 100 meters, and more than 40 hills under 50 meters.

The main attractions are all located in the Jurong area.

The First Settlement Camp where Wang Hao is located is near the Jurong area.

They will also start their ascent from here.

Although the exploration isn’t restricted to any area and everyone can explore, people choose to ascend the mountain from the nearest point to them.

This presents a major advantage for Wang Hao and the others.

Of course!

It does not mean that there are more opportunities just because the main attractions and buildings are located there.

Maoshan has existed for unknown ages, and it might conceal many big secrets. Now that the apocalypse has come, and Spiritual Qi is resurging, some things are absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, starting to awaken, restoring their former power.

There might be hidden great treasures in those nooks and crannies.

The four lost treasures might also be hidden somewhere here.

Unlike Purple Gold Mountain, where a lot of monsters rushed over and occupied it in advance,

Maoshan is quite the opposite.

The closer you get to Maoshan, the fewer monsters there seem to be.

At the foot of Maoshan, there isn’t even a single monster.

The Daoist Shangqing Sect is a major sect of cultivators, adept at subduing demons and vanquishing evil, with a Barrier Array concealed within.

Once these monsters enter, they are likely to be instantly slaughtered, and the sacred aura upon it makes monsters avoid it.

“This trip seems like it will be much easier than before!”

Wang Hao looked at the distant mountains and said lightly.

He pondered whether he should cover his face or something. If he came across Flame Man in the end, that bastard would surely fight him to the death.

Chen Yueling can be discounted, but as for Zheng Tai, he estimated he wouldn’t help.

Then a three-on-two fight would be quite disadvantageous.

“That’s not necessarily true! Maoshan is fraught with dangers, even though we have disciple tokens, it doesn’t mean we’ll have a smooth journey.

To obtain opportunities and treasures, one must pass tests.”

Chen Yueling said softly.

“Oh?”

Wang Hao raised an eyebrow, then nodded.

Indeed!

In comparison, Purple Gold Mountain might be relatively safe, after all, it’s just some monsters there.

For superpower users like them, it’s not much of a concern.

But the tests left by cultivators could be a different story.

He wondered if those highly intelligent extraterrestrial lifeforms would appear this time.

Are Short Flute Man and Sword Man still alive?

After all this time, has anyone else come through the Demon Cave?

Those like Niu Er, who suffered severe injuries during the crossing, have they recovered now?

Will they come as well?

How many can he handle?

At this time, Wang Hao suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Although his strength had increased, others were also getting stronger!

He’s not afraid of fighting one-on-one, but if everyone gangs up on him, he’s not yet invincible.

He subconsciously looked at his arm.

There was a mark left by Xiaoyueyue.

This gave Wang Hao a bit of confidence.

Although it wasn’t convenient to have Xiaoyueyue by his side, it was still a kind of assurance.

Soon, the vehicle arrived at the entrance of the scenic area.

Outside the gate, there were actually two Daoist children in robes waiting to greet them.

There are people on Maoshan.

Daoists reside there.

The mountain stocks a large amount of food and various supplies all year round, and there are also fields at the foot of the mountain.

Plus, monsters dare not approach.

They live quite well.

However, these Daoists are different from those of ancient times.

Most of them don’t have Spirit Roots and only practice some modified breathing exercises, along with external martial arts like fists, swords, and blades.

They can’t, like ancient cultivators, fly through the air and transcend the seas.

With the resurgence of Spiritual Qi, some ancient Barrier Arrays are functioning.

They can’t even practice or rest in their original places.

They have to go down the mountain.

That’s why they widely distributed disciple tokens, inviting strong individuals from settlement camps to come and seek opportunities.

“Greetings to you gentlemen.”

As they got off the vehicle, the two young Daoist children bowed to Wang Hao and the others.

Everyone hurriedly returned the gesture.

“Please follow us.”

They led the way ahead.

Only people from the First Settlement Camp enjoyed such treatment.

Of course, it’s not because these Daoists are snobbish.

It’s just that they all live here. To greet people from other settlement camps, they’d have to cross mountains.

Now is different from before.

The arrays, barriers, and various defensive measures on the mountain have been reawakened.

If they’re not careful, they might die.

Wang Hao walked at the rear, his gaze fixed on one person.

Completely shrouded in a black cloak, his face was obscured from view.

However, on his back was a large sword.

The scabbard was as black as ink, with no patterns on it.

Wang Hao squinted his eyes slightly.

Is this the Black Sword?

At this moment, the Blade of Plunder at his waist trembled slightly.

A peculiar energy flowed into Wang Hao’s body.

It seemed excited, longing.

Eager to rush forward and devour that Black Sword.

Wang Hao gently stroked it a few times.

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