Chapter 4: White Cloud Mountain

  Rumble... rumble... rumble...

  Pfft...

  Dozens of sturdy men who had just pounced on Pan Hao suddenly fell to the ground with their heads raised and blood spouting from their mouths, the bright red blood looking shocking.

  A gentle and cool spring breeze blows by...

  A snow-white long gown, tied with a purple waistband, swayed gently in the clear wind. The sword in hand had been sheathed and was held by his slender white left hand. His warm and jade-like face slowly lifted up.

  "You..."

  *pffft*...

  Huang Wen, who had just arrived beside Pan Hao and was about to make a sneak attack, suddenly spat out a large amount of fresh blood, fell to the ground, and like the people who had just fallen, stared at the dark night sky with eyes full of doubt and terror.

  Although he had already hidden himself silently, preparing to strike a fatal blow at his opponent, why did he discover...

  Until his death, Huang Wen did not know how this method of his, which had killed countless second-rate masters, could be so easily broken.

  Unfortunately, all the questions have no answers now.

  Rumble...

  As Huang Wen fell, Pan Hao inexplicably let out a sigh of relief.

  But Pan Hao, since crossing over, although the true yuan was all used to restore this body, however, the soul from his previous life's cultivation had not suffered much loss. In terms of spiritual power, he is now on par with what is known as a Pre-Heavenly Master in the martial world.

  He even faintly surpassed the category of a master, so in all the killing intent, he could very clearly discover Huang Wen's hidden killing intent.

  But Wudao has reached the point where Pan Hao can vaguely perceive his own crisis, reaching the level of foresight, and has initially broken away from the bounds of ordinary people. This is the formidable aspect of a grandmaster.

  The cold wind howled, the air was filled with a bloody aura. A figure in white clothes walked out of the door, gradually disappearing into the distance. Tomorrow at dawn, Tianhe Town would be thrown into chaos, but for now, it was enough for Pan Hao to leave calmly!

  It's been four months since Pan Hao was reborn.

  A hundred miles away from Qingyu City, there is a towering mountain that reaches into the clouds, called White Cloud Mountain.

  Legend has it that in a certain place on Mount Baiyun, there are immortals who have made their home. They eat the wind and drink the dew, without touching the five grains. They ride the wind and drive the clouds, carefree and beyond the mundane world.

  Then came out a colorful auspicious beast with a treasure book, and inside the treasure book was the extraordinary immortal fate and all kinds of immortal methods in the world...

  Due to the legend, countless people flocked to it, coming one after another to seek fairy fate, although none of them could get what they wanted, but also added a few mysterious colors and legends to Mount Baiyun.

  The mountain is towering and majestic, with a momentum of "holding the sky and embracing the sun". The mountain is shrouded in thin mist all year round, and the middle section of the high mountain is surrounded by rolling white clouds. The sea of clouds surges from all directions, making it magnificent and beautiful.

  On the waist of Baiyun Mountain, there is a green pool with three waterfalls cascading straight down. The stream rushes forward like pouring out millions of pearls, splashing water flowers everywhere, like rain and mist, the sound of the water is like beating drums and striking bells, the mountain echoes and the valley responds.

  Next to the Bi Pond, there is a elegant and exquisite small bamboo building. In the small hall of the bamboo building, a dense spiritual energy is constantly rolling and spreading, and a large amount of spiritual energy is being swallowed and spat out by the central huge sacred white lotus.

  After destroying the Tianlangmen branch hall, Pan Hao came here for quiet retreat, striving to recover his pre-heavenly cultivation as soon as possible.

  Pan Hao sat in the sacred white lotus, countless spiritual energies transformed into milky white crystal clear true energy of the white lotus on the platform of the white lotus, entering the dantian. The white lotus in the dantian slightly relaxed, and with the continuous infusion of true energy, the roots below began to slowly condense and gradually spread upwards.

  The true energy that fills the roots like flowing water begins to extend to the petals, but it's clearly much slower than before.

  Unexpectedly, the speed of recovery is so fast. Now, as long as all the true energy is liquefied and this white lotus is filled, the white lotus will transform from virtual to real liquid state. The petals will again proliferate into nine petals. Then, you can enter the legendary Xiantian realm. And now, the amount of true energy in Pan Hao's body can be compared to that of a top-notch master in the martial arts world.

  It was not just Pan Hao's past life experience that allowed him to make such rapid progress in a short period of time, but also the abundance of spiritual energy in this world and the innate talent of this body.

  It's no wonder, the physical talent washed by the spiritual energy of this world can't be compared to the body born in that heavily polluted and spiritually scarce world. The cultivation that was originally expected to take one or two years to recover will probably be recovered in a few more months.

  Aaaaoooouuuu...

  A mournful howl rose and fell in the depths of the forest, sending some of the smaller animals scurrying for cover.

  Pan Haixin's heart stirred, the white lotus pedestal filled with sacred air slowly faded away, and the thick pale spiritual energy in the sky stopped condensing.

  Hoo...hoo...

  The white lotus finally disappeared, and the rolling spiritual energy dissipated into the air...

  Are these wolves starting to hunt again?

  Since Pan Hao's massacre at the Tianlangmen Sect, he has been looking for a place with abundant spiritual energy to cultivate himself and recover his previous life's cultivation.

  However, in the dense forests of the high mountains of Baiyun Mountain, there are also many wild beasts roaming around, and almost every now and then, you can hear the howling of wolves and tigers.

  Obviously, they were hunting for food and declaring their sovereignty. It was a show of force.

  "Oh no......"

  Suddenly, a faint cry for help came from afar, a delicate and pleasant sound mixed with terror.

  Pan Hao was stunned, if it wasn't for the fact that his strength had recovered a bit now, he really wouldn't have heard anyone's cry for help. There were actually people in this deep mountain and old forest, could it be that the wolves' target this time was just one person?

  As he thought of this, Pan Hao leaped forward, his entire body as swift and elegant as flowing clouds and water. In an instant, he had already covered several dozen feet, and with a burst of speed, he vanished into the dense forest of ancient trees that seemed to touch the sky.

  In the dense forest, a girl of about 15 or 16 years old, wearing green clothes, with a lovely appearance and bright teeth, was standing in a panic on the branches of a tall and lush tree, while below her were a group of wild wolves with eyes glowing green.

  Aaaaoooouuu...

  Among the pack of wolves, a glossy black fur, agile and powerful limbs, a majestic and formidable wild wolf emerged.

  The wild wolf seemed to understand human nature, and did not rush to attack the little girl. Instead, it gazed at the green-clad girl in the tree with a playful glint in its eyes, letting out a loud howl.

  The wolf's height is over one meter, very majestic and powerful, emitting a strong and intimidating aura. If a timid person sees this wild wolf, they will be scared out of their wits, like seeing a fierce ghost, and will pee in their pants, losing all sense of direction.

  At this time, the girl was also frightened, her pretty face was bloodless, and she tightly hugged the tree trunk. She was still calm, shouting for help while observing the surroundings, hoping to find an opportunity to escape.

  *sigh*...

  The wolf let out a low growl, and the pack seemed to have received an order, as they began to surge forward in unison. A fierce gust of wind rose up, and each of them bared their teeth, pouncing towards the girl's tall tree trunk.

  Ahh...

  The girl was suddenly frightened and let out a scream, desperately hugging the tree trunk with both hands and shrinking her feet together.

  However, with a loud rustling sound, the wolf's claws crazily scratched the tree trunk, and the rough bark was torn off, revealing the tender pulp inside, from which a light green sap flowed out.

  Knock knock...

  The tree was slightly shaken by the impact, and the leaves rustled.

  However, it was clear that the wolves' jumping height was still unable to attack the girl.

  Waaaah...

  The wolves glared menacingly, raised their heads and howled, circling the big tree ceaselessly, leaving a trail of saliva on the ground, baring their teeth and yelling at the girl in the tree.

  Suddenly, the lead wolf let out a low growl. The pack fell silent for a moment, then a slightly smaller black wolf retreated several steps before making a dash forward, leaping into the air with a thud and landing on a branch fork just below where the girl was perched.

  Only a few feet away from the girl, as soon as she opened her mouth, a bloody smell rushed towards her face...

  The girl was still wondering what these wolves wanted to do, and finally she looked at the evil wolf in horror as it fell under her feet a few feet away. With just one jump, it could knock down her fragile body, and then waiting for her were more than a dozen hungry wolves below.

  Corpse was torn apart and no bones were left, becoming food in the belly of wild wolves...

  She looked down at the evil wolf below her in despair, which was already crouching and preparing to attack.

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