Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

From the moment he left seclusion, the Mirror Immortal camp was no longer a threat.

Xia Hong's confidence stemmed from the incredible increase in his base strength after breaking through to the Cold Resistance level.

The Strength of Nine Bristles!

Nine hundred thousand pounds of force, complete reshaping of the skin membrane, Xia Hong was stunned the moment he sensed the terrifying power within him.

According to Gao Yu, who had previously come to the camp, also known as He Yuanhun:

Those at the Earth Digging Realm reached a limit of thirty thousand pounds, then began reshaping their skin membrane with beast blood. Ordinary people at this stage would gain at most twenty thousand pounds of strength. Those with War Body aptitude would gain much more, but according to his description of the upper, middle, and lower grades, the strength increase would be at most seventy thousand, fifty thousand, and thirty thousand pounds respectively.

Once the skin membrane was completely reshaped, forming a flawless body, and officially breaking through to the Cold Resistance level, the strength could double.

Even according to this standard, the most powerful upper-grade War Body would only have the strength of two bristles after breaking through to the Cold Resistance level, which is two hundred thousand pounds.

Of course, Xia Hong would not completely believe Gao Yu's words.

He had roughly guessed that when He Yuanhun came to the camp to probe, he deliberately said those words to induce him to use excessive amounts of beast blood, hoping to affect his breakthrough process or even kill him.

Unfortunately, He Yuanhun didn't expect that he could use system resources to offset the nerve pain caused by reshaping the skin membrane.

Before the final batch of beast blood was collected, Xia Hong's skin membrane progress had reached 70%, and his base strength at that time was approximately one hundred and twenty thousand pounds.

According to his estimation, 50 pounds of beast blood for one point of progress, and an increase of 1250 pounds of strength for each point of progress, the subsequent 30 points of progress should only require 1500 pounds of beast blood, with a strength increase of approximately thirty-seven thousand pounds or more.

However, the actual seclusion process was completely different from his predictions.

The higher the progress of skin membrane reshaping, the greater the amount of beast blood used at once, and the greater the strength increase it brought. Fortunately, he had prepared nearly 2000 pounds of beast blood, and used system resources to offset the nerve burden, constantly using it beyond his capacity, otherwise whether he could completely reshape the skin membrane would have been a problem.

He had sensed the moment the skin membrane reshaping reached 100% progress, and his base strength had soared to three hundred thousand pounds at that time.

According to He Yuanhun's statement, with the complete reshaping of the skin membrane and the formation of a flawless body, the base strength could double.

According to this calculation, his strength was indeed six hundred thousand pounds.

The Strength of Six Bristles, Xia Hong was already very satisfied.

The upper-grade War Body described by Gao Yu only had the strength of two bristles after breakthrough.

He was already three times that of the upper grade, what more could he ask for?

He never expected that when he truly formed a flawless body and broke through to the Cold Resistance level, his base strength didn't double, but tripled!

From three hundred thousand pounds, it directly soared to nine hundred thousand pounds.

The Strength of Nine Bristles!

Limited by his knowledge, Xia Hong wasn't sure if his situation was unique in the Ice Abyss, or if there was any special explanation for it.

But what was certain was that his potential far exceeded imagination.

Compared to a normal Cold Resistance level with only the strength of one bristle, his strength could be described as crushing, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration at all.

Even against normal Cold Resistance experts, as long as they weren't on a different order of magnitude, Xia Hong's strength would allow him to fight multiple opponents without any problem.

This was the reason why Xia Hong was so confident.

… … … … … …

Puchi!

The ceremonial saber pierced He Yuanhun's left eye, and the congealed fire oil on the blade instantly ignited. Xia Hong's gaze sharpened, and his body lunged forward, the strength in his hands holding the saber maximized.

Shua… … … …

Almost half of the five-foot-long blade was inserted into He Yuanhun's left eye.

But strangely, He Yuanhun's pupils seemed to be connected to some other dimension. Xia Hong's saber hilt was already pressed against his face, but the saber tip still failed to pierce through the back of his head.

But thankfully, the reaction between that other dimension and the congealed fire oil was still intense.

The thick smoke seeping from He Yuanhun's eyes seemed to correspond to the two mirrors in the sky. After Xia Hong's ceremonial saber pierced into it, the smoke suddenly intensified several times.

At the same time, He Yuanhun's screams were even more intense than before.

“Ah… … … … Ah… … … … ”

After He Yuanhun screamed miserably, his body quickly retreated, trying to get rid of the ceremonial saber.

But how could Xia Hong let him have his way?

Shua… … … …

Xia Hong suddenly pulled out the ceremonial saber from his left eye, and his legs slammed hard on his chest.

Bang… … … …

Xia Hong, who had completely erupted with the strength of nine bristles, directly crushed He Yuanhun from the bamboo building floor with this kick, and his body was crushed into the ground like a cannonball.

Before He Yuanhun could react, Xia Hong's ceremonial saber, which had been pulled out, suddenly stabbed towards his right eye like lightning.

Puchi… … … …

The ceremonial saber accurately pierced his right eye, and a monstrous amount of thick smoke instantly spewed out.

“Ah… … … … Ah… … … … ”

Unlike the sharp and piercing screams just now, after the second eye was stabbed by the ceremonial saber, He Yuanhun's screams instantly became terrified and weak.

The black smoke emanating from the two pupils gradually became thinner.

Correspondingly, the two ancient mirrors in the sky no longer emitted thick smoke, and the fire on them was constantly decreasing, as if there was a tendency to extinguish.

Ding… … … …

A crisp sound of mirror surface knocking suddenly came from mid-air.

Xia Hong looked up and his expression changed slightly.

Once the fire was extinguished, the two mirrors seemed to have lost their spirituality and gradually shrunk in mid-air, soon becoming two palm-sized mirrors, one black and one white.

Then, the two mirrors slowly fell down.

“Leader Xia Hong, thank you!”

A gentle voice suddenly came from under the blade.

Hu… … … …

Following closely behind the voice was an extremely fast black sword.

Although a hint of surprise flashed across Xia Hong's face, his movements were not slow at all. He pulled out the ceremonial saber, quickly retreated, and then jumped up and rushed towards the direction where the two mirrors fell.

The moment he pulled out the ceremonial saber, Xia Hong had already realized that it was not inserted into He Yuanhun's eyes.

Shua… … … …

Although Xia Hong's speed was already extremely fast, the black sword still scratched the back of his neck.

In fact, if it weren't for his quick reaction, this sword would have scratched his throat.

A burst of stinging pain came from the back of his neck. Sensing the power of this sword, which was at least above eight bristles, Xia Hong's eyes suddenly filled with a solemn look, just one step away from the two mirrors.

Ding… … … …

Xia Hong caught the white mirror on the left. Just as he was about to reach out his right hand to touch the black mirror on the right, a black long sword flew from behind and directly knocked away the mirror that was about to be obtained.

If I can't get it, then I'll destroy it!

Xia Hong's eyes narrowed, and he threw the ceremonial saber straight out.

Shua… … … …

The five-foot-long ceremonial saber was often used as a gun by Xia Hong in many situations.

His throwing skills were already superb.

Coupled with his terrifying strength, it drew a swift saber-shaped cold light in the air, flying straight towards the black mirror.

Keng… … … …

Unfortunately, just as the ceremonial saber was about to shatter the mirror.

The black long sword that had just knocked the mirror away appeared again.

He Yuanhun, dressed in white, held the long sword diagonally to block. The terrifying force attached to the ceremonial saber was immediately dissolved by him for the most part, and then he flicked it back the way it came.

Shua… … … …

After deflecting the ceremonial saber, He Yuanhun took the black mirror in his hand.

Xia Hong caught the ceremonial saber with his right hand, and in his left hand, he held a white mirror.

Inside the bamboo building, the two men, one holding a sword and the other holding a saber, each holding a mirror in their other hand, looked at each other across the air, silent.

After a full dozen breaths, He Yuanhun put away his long sword, a kind smile on his face, and bowed slightly to Xia Hong:

“Leader Xia Hong, have you been well!”

Just like when he visited Great Xia before, He Yuanhun at this moment did not have the slightest bit of the previous evil and eccentric behavior when he was controlled by the Mirror Immortal. Not only was his posture humble and refined, but his voice was also extremely gentle, and his temperament became calm and noble.

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Without understanding the situation, anyone who came into contact with this person would probably not be able to help but feel a sense of goodwill.

It is precisely this kind of person that one must be most careful of!

If Xia Hong had still had a glimmer of expectation for He Yuanhun before, thinking that everything was done by the Mirror Immortal, then after He Yuanhun's sword just now, his thoughts had completely changed.

Although he added a word of thanks earlier.

But He Yuanhun's sword just now was clearly trying to kill him.

In other words, it was He Yuanhun himself who deliberately told him the news about the War Body when he first came to Great Xia, inducing him to use excessive amounts of beast blood.

This also just happened to explain why he was fine standing by the stove that time. The Mirror Immortal should have been hiding at the time.

The Mirror Immortal was dead, and not only was He Yuanhun unscathed, but he could even display stronger strength than before. His hidden depths were extremely frightening.

Before and after, even if he did not participate in those things done by the Mirror Immortal, he was deliberately condoning them, the purpose of which was to induce him to kill the Mirror Immortal, and then he would take these two mirrors.

Trying to kill him, and then seize the mirrors.

In other words, everything at present is very likely within He Yuanhun's plan. The only thing he miscalculated was that he, Xia Hong, had been prepared all along.

Understanding all of this, Xia Hong's heart grew colder. He did not open his mouth to respond to He Yuanhun, but only held the long saber and ancient mirror, continuing to stare at him, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.

“Leader Xia Hong, it seems you have some misunderstanding about me!”

He Yuanhun clearly also noticed the killing intent in Xia Hong's eyes, a look of apology on his face, and slightly cupped his hands, seemingly preparing to open his mouth to explain.

However, Xia Hong did not give him the chance.

The ceremonial blade drew a cold light in the air as Xia Hong's body surged forward, instantly arriving before He Yuanhun.

Whoosh…

With the power of the Nine Tattoos, his body was as swift as thunder in everything he did. Even without the cold gleam of the ceremonial blade, Xia Hong's rapid advance alone caused the air within the bamboo building to whistle.

He Yuanhun's expression shifted slightly, clearly not expecting Xia Hong to attack so directly. He raised his ink-black longsword to block.

Bang…

The violent collision of blade and sword unleashed an invisible shockwave, directly collapsing the already precarious bamboo building.

The bamboo building's walls crashed down on all sides.

He Yuanhun's body flew out from the western wall.

Xia Hong was almost glued to him, emerging together.

The two retreated and pursued, their speed reaching its limit.

Facing Xia Hong's exceptionally long blade, He Yuanhun wielded his longsword, creating an almost solid black curtain before him. Despite successfully blocking, Xia Hong's strength forced him to retreat continuously, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

“Chief Xia Hong, please hear my explanation. There are hidden circumstances regarding the Mirror Immortal. He Yuanhun would never intentionally harm you. I did deliberately indulge the Mirror Immortal, but it was for the sake of the Mirror Immortal Camp's ten thousand plus people, for the sake of more humans. As long as you are willing to hand over the other half of the mirror to me, I guarantee I will give you a reasonable explanation!”

“Why don't you surrender now and return to the Great Xia Camp with me? Then I will listen to your explanation slowly, how about that?”

Amidst the rapid exchange of blows, He Yuanhun continued to try and explain, but Xia Hong completely ignored him. No matter how much he said, the ceremonial blade in his hand swung faster and faster, each strike aimed directly at his vital points.

Whoosh…

At the same time, an iron arrow suddenly shot from the flank.

He Yuanhun waved his hand to knock down the iron arrow, turning his head with a frown. He saw Xia Chuan and his group of over a hundred people approaching, all drawing their bows and nocking arrows, his expression changing.

The moment the Mirror Immortal was annihilated, those he controlled had already fallen. Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, and the others were naturally freed from their predicament.

Without Xia Hong needing to say a word, the crowd gathered, seeing Xia Hong fighting He Yuanhun, and immediately raised their longbows to help.

Over a hundred people working together, coordinating with Xia Hong, quickly surrounded He Yuanhun.

“He Yuanhun, surrender! You can't escape!”

Hearing Xia Hong's address to He Yuanhun, Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, and the others were somewhat puzzled. Only Yuwen Tao's expression sharpened as he stared at He Yuanhun for a long time, seeming to understand something, his face gradually turning angry.

Xia Hong gripped the mirror in his left hand, then looked at He Yuanhun, glancing at the other half of the mirror in his hand, his expression shifting slightly.

He Yuanhun went so far as to burn the entire Mirror Immortal Camp to the ground, such meticulous planning and effort, ultimately for these two mirrors.

It was not difficult to guess that these two mirrors must be hiding enormous benefits.

Good things, He Yuanhun wanted them.

He, of course, wanted them too.

Surrounded, He Yuanhun's face did not show much fear, only staring at the half-mirror in Xia Hong's hand, as if thinking about something.

Soon, He Yuanhun seemed to have figured something out, smiling at Xia Hong and suddenly slapping the black mirror in his hand against his right eye.

When the mirror touched his eye, it automatically shrunk, then transformed into a ray of light, directly merging into it.

“Chief Xia Hong, that mirror in your hand cannot unleash much power. If you hand it over to me, I guarantee that in the future, I will give you an even greater benefit, how about it?”

Answering He Yuanhun was Xia Hong's faster and stronger attack, and the hundreds of iron arrows that Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, Yuwen Tao, and the others were rapidly firing.

Faced with the rain of arrows and Xia Hong's advance, He Yuanhun seemed to realize that he could not persuade Xia Hong. After a helpless expression, a cold black light suddenly erupted from his right eye.

Whoosh…

The black light in He Yuanhun's eyes suddenly spread, reflecting a lush, verdant, and vibrant world.

At the same time, the space around his eyes began to distort, the air no longer flowed, and even the iron arrows that were shot towards his body suddenly stopped in mid-air, completely still.

This bizarre scene caused everyone in the Great Xia camp, including Xia Hong, to constrict their pupils and stand rooted to the spot.

Only Yuwen Tao, Hong Guang, and the forty-one Tunneling Realm cultivators from the Mirror Immortal Camp recognized the alternate space, immediately recognizing it as the illusory world that the Mirror Immortal had previously used to bewitch everyone into committing suicide.

“Chief Xia Hong, this mirror is called the Yin-Yang Mirror. The one in your hand is the Yang side, and the one in my hand is the Yin side. Since you are unwilling to give it to me, then keep it in your possession for a while. One day in the future, you will definitely willingly hand it over to me.”

As the space continued to distort, He Yuanhun's body was slowly sucked into the black light emanating from his eyes.

At the same time, the bodies of those who had fallen to the ground within the Mirror Immortal's base, those who had just committed suicide, were also sucked away by the black light.

After a dozen or so breaths, the entire Mirror Immortal Camp was empty.

Only Xia Hong and the others remained, along with He Yuanhun's confident voice echoing in the air.

One day in the future, I will definitely willingly hand over the mirror to him?

Xia Hong lowered his head, looking at the white mirror in his hand, his brow furrowed.