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Chapter 192: Xuan Palace and Red Armor Army

In the illusion, the tornado is not just wind, it also contains an extraordinary power - wind blades.

A huge amount of wind blades!

They are invisible and cannot be seen in the wind.

The warriors are sucked into the tornado, and their bodies are instantly cut open, leaving bloody wounds. Some unlucky ones have their hands and arms severed.

There was even one person who unfortunately collided with an exceptionally powerful wind blade and had their head instantly sliced off, blood splattering everywhere.

A large number of screams immediately resounded.

And this all happened in just a short moment.

It can be imagined that if the tornado continues, countless people will die in it.

Just at this moment.

The illusion suddenly changed.

Previously it was the handle of the spirit leaf, but now it switched to the boundless void outside the divine banyan tree.

Only a large group of huge creatures resembling whales could be seen joyfully swimming in the void.

They were none other than the Terratitans.

"Du~du~"

The roar of these giant beasts sounded extremely deep and profound, filled with joy, as if celebrating something.

Every time a Terratitan roared, an invisible wave of source energy would sweep through.

The wandering winds in the void would become even more violent.

After a while, the illusion dissipated.

Cheng Han immediately realized: "This sudden gust of wind is mostly due to the weather changes caused by the imminent awakening of the divine god.

"The other part is the Terratitans adding fuel to the fire. They sensed that a divine god was about to break free from confinement, so they celebrated in this way."

As for the tornado.

This is actually not difficult to understand.

The handle of the spirit leaf itself is a natural giant wind chamber that can continuously generate airflow.

More importantly, it is also a part of the divine banyan tree's wind-resistant barrier.

When the super airflow erupts in the void and has a significant impact on the spirit leaf, the handle of the spirit leaf will gather the nearby wind-based profound energy, greatly reducing the vibration of the spirit leaf.

In other words.

The warriors who collided with the tornado were just unlucky, happening to arrive at the handle of the spirit leaf at the same time the divine god caused the strong wind.

After realizing this, Cheng Han was speechless for a moment.

He decisively gave an order: "Everyone, I have a bad feeling. No one is allowed to enter the handle of the spirit leaf without permission!"

According to the information from the illusion, the strong wind would appear in three minutes, followed by the formation of the tornado in ten seconds. It is unlikely that the team would be able to pass through the giant cavity during this time.

Anyway, he was recognized by the Red Armor Army as having "superb sensitivity," so the phrase "bad feeling" was a sufficient reason.

The Red Armor Army emphasizes strict orders, although many warriors did not understand, everyone still stopped in their tracks.

The few warriors who entered the handle of the spirit leaf all obediently returned to the cave.

Mu Zhenghao, the deputy lieutenant of the Second Battalion, asked with a puzzled expression, "Cheng Han, that giant pillar won't turn into a giant insect, right?"

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitched, "The giant pillar naturally contains the power of wind-based profound energy, it is the core of the handle of the spirit leaf, how could something strange infect the core?"

Mu Zhenghao suddenly realized, "That's right, the protective power of the divine banyan tree on the core is very strong, enough to resist anything strange."

He then asked, "So what danger did you sense?"

Cheng Han simply said, "You'll know in a moment."

Mu Zhenghao's old face twitched, and he didn't say anything more.

There's no way.

Geniuses can be so unreasonable!

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Three minutes later.

"Buzz~"

The ground trembled slightly.

The soldiers in the waiting passage immediately became restless.

Cheng Han thought to himself: The strong wind is coming!

A new round of climate change caused by the resurrection of the divine spirit has begun.

In an instant.

The ground started to shake continuously, and the magnitude of the tremors increased each time.

"Woo~"

Faint whimpering sounds echoed within the handle of the spirit leaf.

This was the sound coming from the void.

There was no doubt.

The wind was rapidly intensifying.

Ten seconds later.

"Boom!"

Inside the giant cavity, a huge resonance suddenly erupted.

The next second.

A tornado formed.

Countless visible cyclones appeared out of thin air within the cavity, swirling around the giant column at a rapid pace, accompanied by a large amount of dust.

This astonishing sight made the group of soldiers change their expressions.

"Crack! Crack!"

Accompanied by strange sounds, traces resembling knife marks appeared on the ground.

The closest mark was only about thirty meters away from the entrance of the cave, and its depth exceeded a finger's length.

The wood of the handle of the spirit leaf was very hard, and even an ordinary soldier wielding a long knife would not necessarily be able to leave such deep knife marks on the ground.

All of this perfectly matched the predictions of the illusion.

Mu Zhenghao's old face trembled fiercely. "Are these wind blades?"

Cheng Han's face remained calm. "That's right!"

Mu Zhenghao swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Even wind blades have appeared. The strong wind inside the handle of the spirit leaf is probably even stronger than during the transition from autumn to winter."

Cheng Han nodded. "Almost!"

Mu Zhenghao looked relieved. "Fortunately, you sensed something was wrong just now and stopped this team from entering the giant cavity. Otherwise, everyone would have suffered heavy casualties."

This deputy lieutenant had the deepest understanding of the rumored "superior sensitivity" for the first time.

Cheng Han smiled slightly.

"Buzz~ Buzz~"

The ground vibrations became stronger and stronger, as if sailing on a raging sea.

The structure of the spirit leaf handle was a giant leaf stem, and the environment here was relatively special, so the vibrations felt here were much stronger than in the small spirit realm.

Many soldiers found it difficult to stand steady and had to hold onto the cave walls.

Cheng Han turned his head and snapped his fingers.

"Smack!"

Thick vines emerged from the walls, forming circular loops.

The soldiers only needed to hold onto the loops with both hands to stabilize their bodies and prevent themselves from being thrown off balance.

Mu Zhenghao muttered enviously, "This ability is really convenient."

Cheng Han didn't respond, just stared at the tornado intently.

Mu Zhenghao stole a glance and a thought naturally popped into his mind: Could Cheng Han be trying to comprehend the characteristics of wind-based arcane arts?

If it were anyone else, this deputy lieutenant would definitely not think this way. If comprehending the characteristics of arcane arts were so easy, how could it be considered as the "potential of an arcane master"?

Genius teenagers are different.

They can do what ordinary people cannot.

Cheng Han was lost in thought this time, using up half an hour.

Everyone noticed his abnormality.

Then.

A dark wave surged within Cheng Han's body, and he made a strange gesture with his hand.

"Whoosh~"

A gust of wind suddenly rushed out of the passage, forming a miniature tornado ten meters away.

Mu Zhenghao was dumbfounded.

My goodness!

He actually succeeded in comprehending it!

After a moment.

The power of the giant tornado tore apart the miniature tornado.

This small experiment was forced to end.

Cheng Han shook his head, "The power is too weak!"

He analyzed the characteristics of the wind system arcane arts, but unfortunately couldn't condense a wind blade.

Mu Zhenghao couldn't help but say, "This is already very impressive, you are too hard on yourself."

Cheng Han smiled and changed the topic, "The tornado may not stop for a day and night, I don't want to wait that long. Let's bypass the cavity and finish cleaning the spirit leaf handle early."

Mu Zhenghao was taken aback, "How do we bypass? It seems like there is no other way here."

This guy immediately realized, "Are you planning to forcefully open up another path with the Qingyan symbol?"

Cheng Han nodded affirmatively, "The tornado may not stop for a day and night, I don't want to wait that long."

Mu Zhenghao tactfully advised, "The wood of the spirit handle is very hard, even the phantom insects won't touch it. Opening a passage here would be much more difficult."

"And the cavity is so large, it would require digging a very long road to bypass it, which would consume a lot of mental energy."

This deputy school officer estimated that even if everyone worked together, they might not be able to finish such a huge project in a day and night, so it would be better to wait for the tornado to end.

Cheng Han didn't mind, "When dealing with the strange giant insects before, I comprehended a new method."

In that battle against the strange giant insects, he gained a lot of knowledge and made many additions to the Qingyan symbol.

Now, the symbols he mastered were vastly different from the Qingyan symbols of other warriors.

Cheng Han forcefully slapped the wall.

"Bang!"

The wooden wall actually wriggled like dough, quickly forming a new passage.

The width was just enough for two people to walk side by side.

Mu Zhenghao was amazed.

He always thought he had overestimated the genius, but the fact proved that he had been underestimating him all along.

Cheng Han led the way into the passage, "Let's go."

The others followed suit, closely following behind him.

The next morning.

Another spring arrived.

All the warriors gathered in a large cavity, wearing masks.

In the center of the crowd, the ground was piled with over three hundred insect corpses.

Just now.

Cheng Han commanded his soldiers and easily annihilated this small group of insects.

No casualties.

The large quantity of fluorescent seeds that the soldiers received played a huge role.

Facing the dual attack of spears and seeds, the insect swarm was completely defenseless.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Cheng Han waved his right hand.

Countless vines quickly emerged from the ground, covering the insect mountain and starting to recover its energy.

Cheng Han looked around and announced some good news: "Everyone, the 'Gate of Spirit Leaves' is just a hundred meters ahead. This mission is about to end."

The group of people immediately smiled with joy.

Before long.

The small mountain-like insect corpses were completely devoured, and the vines retracted back into the ground.

Cheng Han personally led the way, leading a large group of people through the final long passage and saw two huge wooden doors.

Over fifty meters in height.

Each of them carved with a giant tree.

These two doors were called the "Gate of Spirit Leaves".

Every time the virtual insects were cleared, it would be at these two gates.

Behind the doors was the Spirit Branch governed by Qinghan Xuan Palace.

This Spirit Branch connected forty-eight Spirit Leaves, all of which were small spiritual realms subordinate to the Xuan Palace.

Cheng Han took out a bell-shaped magical tool, inputted a spiritual force, and shook it forcefully.

"Dang!"

The sound was dull.

This was sending a message to notify the gatekeeper on the other side.

In the next instant.

The Gate of Spirit Leaves suddenly surged with strange fluctuations, and large patches of green light quickly appeared, condensing into a pair of illusory green eyes.

The eyes opened, scanned around, and then disappeared.

This was a means of checking the situation.

If the Xuan Palace sensed that something was amiss, they would not open the gate.

"Buzz!"

The Gate of Spirit Leaves suddenly trembled and slowly opened.

Behind the door was another deep passage.

Cheng Han, accompanied by several deputy captains, walked for a full minute and passed through three Gates of Spirit Leaves, entering another huge cavity.

The space was approximately equivalent to half of a Spirit Handle section.

The Spirit Branch had been reached.

Outside the passage, a group of soldiers wearing red armor stood guard, glaring at the crowd.

They were the Red Armor Army subordinate to the Xuan Palace.

The leader of this group of soldiers, a warrior over two meters tall comparable to a raging bear, with the rank of Senior Team Leader, asked loudly, "Are you the Black Armor Army of the Tai'an Small Spiritual Realm?"

Cheng Han took a step forward and saluted, saying, "Indeed!"

The leader frowned, "The Xuan Palace only issued the cleaning order the day before yesterday, and today you have arrived at the Gate of Spirit Leaves. Did you take a shortcut to seek assistance?"

Under normal circumstances, it would take at least five days for each small spiritual realm to complete the cleaning task, and it would not be surprising if it took more than seven days.

To arrive at the Gate of Spirit Leaves in just one day and request support was the most logical guess.

Cheng Han shook his head, "No, the Tai'an Black Armor Army has already completed the cleaning task and has come to submit the token!"

After saying that, he threw a black token over.

The leader instinctively caught the token, surprised, "The task is completed? That's impossible?!"

Cheng Han remained calm, "The power of the Divine Banyan records everything. You can verify it with the Xuan Formation, and the result will be clear."

(End of this chapter)