Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 179 - 5: Level 5 Rampage, Unfortunate Latecomers!_2

Chapter 179: Chapter 5: Level 5 Rampage, Unfortunate Latecomers!_2

"Did Marquis Boping strike gold again? There was that Chen Shijie before, quite impressive..."

With this in mind, Lu Bang immediately remembered the name Zhao Xing.

......

Earth Fire Plain, three quarters after Zhao Xing used the Five Elements Earth Splitting Skill.

Ouyang Song circled around and found the right location, arriving outside Earth Fire Plain.

"Damn, finally found the correct spot. The damned coordinates were all wrong. At last, I found a landmark."

Ouyang Song compared the map.

"With my strength, taking the path through Earth Fire Plain should be no problem and much faster."

Ouyang Song confidently stepped into the Earth Fire Plain, hurrying forward.

...

After he left, more people gradually appeared outside Earth Fire Plain.

Some, upon discovering it was Earth Fire Plain, chose to bypass it.

Those confident in their strength took this path.

However, only thirty percent chose to venture into Earth Fire Plain; the remaining seventy percent took detours.

After all, if obstructed in Earth Fire Plain, they could be overtaken by those behind them.

"Huh~"

Ouyang Song walked on the clouds, leaping forward in the Earth Fire Plain.

The surrounding space was scorching, and beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.

As he walked, Ouyang Song began to feel strained.

"Something’s wrong. The information from the Zhenhai Army indicated that the earth vein’s intensity in Earth Fire Plain ranged from level one to three."

"With three days left until the sun reaches its apex, why is the intensity so high?"

The Golden Raincoat had the effect of repelling fire and water.

Ordinary heat could not invade it.

But now, the Golden Raincoat could no longer fully resist the scorching heat.

Ouyang Song felt his energy consumption was rising continuously because he had to expend effort to fend off the fiery invasion.

"Huh~"

Casting a wind spell only brought hot wind.

Ouyang Song wanted to rest for a while and cast a rain spell.

He found that in Earth Fire Plain, he could only maintain a cloud cover with a fifty-meter radius at a height of ten meters.

"This is ridiculous. I’m a mid-level Seventh Transition cloud mage..."

Ouyang Song was a bit helpless, but he still cast a rain spell to cool himself down.

After a brief rest, he continued forward.

But as he walked, he increasingly felt something was wrong.

The cloud cover above him grew smaller and smaller.

Two quarters later, Ouyang Song stared wide-eyed at a fissure spewing lava ahead.

"Damn! How do I get through this?!"

At this moment, the fire energy had reached its peak. Forget about rain, even cloud formation was compressed to its limit, almost breaking the spell.

"After walking for an hour, I find I can’t get through?"

Ouyang Song was very frustrated.

Reluctant to give up, he walked along the fissure to the left, trying to find a narrower passage.

The Stepping Cloud Boots were also less effective here.

The boots’ short-flight capabilities were related to the environment.

For a lava river a hundred meters wide, the cloud beneath his feet would dissipate halfway across.

Ouyang Song didn’t want to take a bath in the lava.

"The narrowest part is thirty-four meters, and it occasionally spews fire." Ouyang Song frowned. He didn’t want to take a detour.

After walking this far and consuming so much energy, taking a detour now would be much slower than taking one from the start.

"This is the spot."

Ouyang Song observed the pattern, believing he had a seventy percent chance of crossing. He slowly retreated, then sprinted forward.

"Sss~"

Layers of fog appeared under his feet, but the moment they appeared, part of them evaporated and became scalding hot.

But Ouyang Song gradually lifted off the ground, flew into the air, and stepped on the mist, flying towards the other side.

"Boom!"

Two columns of fire suddenly shot up diagonally, forming an arch or fire net, blocking Ouyang Song’s path.

"Gale!"

Ouyang Song summoned a strong wind, aiming at the two columns of fire.

He squeezed through the gap before they closed in.

"Thud~"

Ouyang Song rolled on the ground, landing on his bottom in the dirt.

"Hiss~"

Ouyang felt his face burning. Looking at his hair, he saw it had been singed and curled.

"Luckily, I made it. If I hadn’t, I would have been done for this life..."

Without stopping to rest, Ouyang Song got up and continued forward, as the ground beneath him was hot and unsuitable for resting.

But after walking for a while, Ouyang Song saw another fissure ahead!

"No way..."

Ouyang Song’s mouth gaped open. How could he play this game?

"Stop, this path is impassable."

A voice came from ahead. Ouyang Song looked and saw a tall young man, who seemed much younger than him.

"I’m Ouyang Song from the Zhenhai Army. May I ask who you are, brother?"

"Fierce Sun Army, Zhuo Li."

The young man did not turn his head, only gazing at the flickering fire ahead.

"Brother Zhuo, what’s going on with Earth Fire Plain? The information said that at most, the intensity would be level three with three days left until the sun reaches its apex."

"Yet now, with three days left, why is it so hard to move forward?"

Finally meeting someone, Ouyang Song couldn’t help but complain.

He felt something was very wrong here and believed the official information was inaccurate.

"The information isn’t wrong. Someone has already crossed ahead of us," Zhuo Li pointed at the cracked area, "The matching fissures of Earth Fire Rock on both sides indicate that they split recently."

"Normally, even if Earth Fire Plain develops such fissures, they wouldn’t be this smooth."

"The earth veins shifted. There’s evidence of spell use."

Ouyang Song became enraged: "That scoundrel, burning the bridges behind him!"

Zhuo Li said nothing, feeling that impotent rage was futile.

He had initially hoped to cooperate with Ouyang Song to cross the lava river. Now it seemed the other party couldn’t be of much help.

"Brother Zhuo, you seem knowledgeable about the Earth Advantage Sect. Do you have...hey?"

Before Ouyang Song could finish, Zhuo Li leapt forward, skipping away.

Another one running?

What kind of people am I dealing with here? I was just talking, and that’s how you respond?

"Sigh, got to figure out how to cross this river again..." Ouyang Song sighed, searching for a way to cross. "Damn it, don’t let me find out who did this! Too damn ruthless!"

...

Minister of Agriculture Supervision, Taicang Institute.

The red bead on the Earth Mirror Instrument flickered continuously.

At this moment, Zuo Zizhi forgot to put down his wine cup, staring in shock at the Earth Mirror Instrument.

Because the red bead had flashed five times!

The Earth Fire Plain had reached level five intensity!

"Those taking this path later are in trouble," Lu Bang gloated. "Level five intensity, heh, mid-level cloud mages, if not reaching perfection, are practically useless in level five intensity."

"Wind spells won’t disperse the fire, but fuel it instead."

"With three days left until the sun reaches its apex, the energy consumption will greatly increase."

Zuo Zizhi sighed: "Zhao Xing is pushing things too far. Won’t this cause problems? Brother Lu, shouldn’t we intervene?"

Lu Bang snorted: "No need. If there’s a problem, I’ll take the blame. I’d like to see which commander dares to question me?"

He had taken on the training task, confident enough to brush off doubts. Being selected by the Military Department as a training instructor for nine regiments’ reserves, Lu Bang was not one to be trifled with.

"As you say, Brother Lu. But those recruits are in for it..." Zuo Zizhi looked at the mirror.

Those who hadn’t begun their trials were fine. With the three days left until the sun reaches its apex, the signs of trouble were apparent.

But many had already ventured halfway through.

These people were in a tough spot, unable to advance or retreat. Facing impassable fissures ahead, they couldn’t turn back either!

They could only watch themselves get stuck in the plain.

"Hope no one perishes," Zuo Zizhi silently mourned for the stragglers.