Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Mirror Immortal Camp, boasting a population of over ten thousand and hundreds of Earth Realm cultivators.

Facing a mere medium-sized camp with a population of over a thousand, would they encounter trouble?

Despite still holding an appreciative attitude towards Xia Hong, the moment he uttered those words, Yuwen Hu felt that this person must be insane.

But soon, his thoughts changed.

The reason was Xia Hong's speed!

Xia Hong, who took the lead in charging towards him, arrived almost in an instant. A hint of suspicion flashed in Yuwen Hu's eyes before he hurriedly raised his broadsword to block.

Bang…

The slender ceremonial blade did not strike as he had expected.

Xia Hong actually retracted the ceremonial blade the moment he reached his face, instead using his foot to deliver a diagonal sweep.

Could a collision between flesh and broadsword possibly have a chance of winning?

The answer lay within this loud crash.

Pfft…

The instant this diagonal sweep collided with the broadsword, Yuwen Hu felt as if a large mountain was crushing him. His tiger's mouth split open, and he almost lost his grip on the broadsword.

He retreated a meter or two. The powerful potential energy caused the blood in his chest to surge backward. If he didn't have rich combat experience and knew he couldn't lose his momentum, he would definitely have spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It's only been a few days, how could his strength… how is this possible…"

This sweep kick stunned Yuwen Hu's entire mind.

"Father, be careful!"

He even needed his son, Yuwen Tao, to remind him before he noticed Xia Hong's next move, his pupils suddenly constricting.

Xia Hong hadn't retracted his ceremonial blade at all, it was just left behind, waiting for the sweep kick to repel him. Then, he flipped his body and, with both hands gripping the ceremonial blade, slashed fiercely towards his neck.

This kid's combat talent is terrifying!

Recalling the situation of their previous confrontation, Yuwen Hu's heart trembled slightly. He held the broadsword in front of him and swept it fiercely at Xia Hong, trying to force him back.

Whoosh…

Yuwen Hu's broadsword was already large, and coupled with his strength, the fierce wind brought about by the horizontal sweep caused Xia Hong's face to sting.

Looking at the double-edged blade sweeping towards him, a fierce glint flashed in Xia Hong's eyes. Gritting his teeth, he lowered his head and used his knees to thrust upwards, forcibly tilting one side of Yuwen Hu's broadsword upwards a bit.

With one side of the broadsword shifting upwards by an inch, it was no longer the blade that was slashing at Xia Hong, but the flat side of the sword.

Xia Hong turned his body slightly, using his back to receive the sword, while the ceremonial blade tightly gripped in both hands still slashed towards Yuwen Hu's neck like lightning.

"This kid, he's planning to trade injuries for a life!"

Realizing Xia Hong's intention, a drop of cold sweat seeped out of Yuwen Hu's forehead. At such a critical moment, it was impossible to turn the blade back.

He could only retreat!

But Xia Hong didn't even give him time to retreat.

Swoosh…

The slender, five-foot-long blade drew a faint but deadly light. The sharp whistling sound of the blade pierced into his ears like silver needles, and Yuwen Hu felt a stinging pain in his neck, his heart suddenly contracting.

Too fast!

Xia Hong's ceremonial blade was simply too fast.

Realizing that he couldn't avoid it at all, a fierce look also appeared in Yuwen Hu's eyes. He directly let go of the broadsword and lowered his head sharply, first using his neck to jam the ceremonial blade, then directly reaching out with both hands to grab Xia Hong.

"You alone, you can't turn the world upside down!"

Yuwen Hu lowered his voice and shouted, his hands clamping down on Xia Hong's arms, not letting him move an inch.

"I forgot about the Cold Resistance grade skin membrane!"

Seeing that Yuwen Hu's neck was bleeding, but the strength in his hands hadn't weakened at all, Xia Hong immediately knew that his ceremonial blade hadn't caused him much damage.

That's right, his own skin membrane reconstruction progress was only fifty-six percent, and the hardness of the skin membrane was already so astonishing. But the Yuwen Hu in front of him was a genuine Cold Resistance grade expert who had completely reconstructed his skin membrane!

Clang… Crack… Clang…

Countless swords and blades struck Xia Hong's body, making sounds of metal clashing against stone.

Yuwen Hu was willing to be injured in the neck to restrain Xia Hong, naturally not without reason.

The strongest of the hundreds of Earth Realm cultivators had already taken advantage of the moment when the two were fighting and gathered in front of Xia Hong.

Whether they held swords or blades in their hands, they were all exerting their strength to chop at Xia Hong's body.

However, unexpectedly, even though many of their strengths had already reached the limit of 30,000 pounds, and even four of them had begun to reconstruct their skin membranes, their strength exceeding 30,000 pounds.

Yet still, no one could break through Xia Hong's body.

"Everyone, scatter, use bows, shoot his eyes!"

Yuwen Hu shouted angrily. The smug mood of restraining Xia Hong had vanished without a trace after seeing this scene.

"Skin membrane without luster, the reconstruction stage hasn't been completed yet, how can it have such strong defensive power? Only six days ago, how could his strength and skin membrane progress have changed so much!"

Ordinary Earth Realm cultivators simply couldn't break through his defense, unless they used human lives to pile up, constantly wearing Xia Hong down until he was exhausted. But the Mirror Immortal Camp couldn't possibly bear such a loss.

Yuwen Hu's reaction was very quick in telling everyone to scatter.

But at this moment, Xia Hong broke free from his hands.

"Just now, didn't you say that I would be doomed today!"

Xia Hong's voice was extremely low and deep. Not only did he break free from Yuwen Hu's hands, but he also pulled back the ceremonial blade. His body turned abruptly, and he charged directly towards the crowd that was scattering.

Xia Hong, with a base strength of 100,000 pounds, charging into the crowd was like a fierce tiger pouncing into a sheepfold. The crowd, who hadn't scattered completely, were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Pfft… Pfft…

The middle of the dense forest instantly ushered in a slaughter feast.

Xia Hong's killing intent was intense, and he didn't hold back at all. Wherever the long blade passed, more than a dozen of the slowest runners were instantly separated into two.

"Xia Hong, do you really want to be irreconcilable with my Mirror Immortal Camp!"

A dozen more people had died in the blink of an eye, adding to the four who had just died. Yuwen Hu finally couldn't help but roar in anger.

Hundreds of Earth Realm cultivators couldn't withstand such devastation!

The key was that, judging from the strength Xia Hong was showing at this moment, this encirclement tonight was destined to fail.

If it continued like this, even if they managed to kill Xia Hong in the end, many of the camp's Earth Realm cultivators would definitely die. He didn't want to see such a result.

Yuwen Hu could only hope that Xia Hong still had a trace of reason left.

It was a pity that he used a threatening tone.

"Hasn't it already started?"

Xia Hong asked Yuwen Hu mockingly, with a slightly panting voice, while constantly waving the ceremonial blade in the crowd.

"Arrogant, kill him for me, I don't believe we can't kill you!"

Yuwen Hu's anger also surged to his head. After simply treating the wound on his neck, he raised his broadsword and charged directly towards Xia Hong.

Although it was said to be an encirclement by hundreds of Earth Realm cultivators, in reality, only twenty or thirty people in the inner circle could truly engage Xia Hong.

Although many people had already run to not far away and raised their longbows, they were afraid of accidentally injuring their own people because Xia Hong kept hiding behind the Mirror Immortal Camp's people, relying on his movement techniques. These people could only keep their arrows nocked on their bows, not daring to shoot them out.

The people of the Mirror Immortal Camp weren't stupid either. They were all Earth Realm cultivators, with rich combat experience. From the moment Xia Hong killed a dozen of them, the twenty or thirty people in the inner circle kept rotating.

Obviously, they were planning to exhaust him to death!

Xia Hong could naturally see through their plan at a glance. He sneered twice, feeling the ample remaining strength in his body, the cold light in his eyes becoming even more intense, and the speed at which he waved the ceremonial blade becoming even faster.

Clang…

Feeling the violent wind brought by the broadsword behind him, knowing that Yuwen Hu had already attacked closely, Xia Hong's brows furrowed fiercely. The ceremonial blade that was originally waving towards the person next to him suddenly retracted and blocked behind him.

A spark burst out, reflecting on the face of the person who had luckily survived. He revealed a hint of joy and immediately retreated, and another person quickly came to fill his position.

However, before that new person could even raise his blade, Xia Hong's body crashed towards him like a cannonball.

Xia Hong actually took advantage of the power swept out by Yuwen Hu's broadsword to rebound back this way.

Too fast, and the power was too strong. Although Xia Hong didn't have time to pull back the ceremonial blade behind him, his left hand was empty.

In the gap between sweeping his fist horizontally across that person's face, Xia Hong saw that person's appearance clearly, his pupils suddenly constricting, then his gaze slightly raised, seeing a round hole at the center of that person's brow.

As if confirming something, his face was immediately filled with fear and confusion.

"Wasn't this person killed by me!"

Xia Hong's heart was filled with fear. He remembered very clearly that when he killed He Meng's group of twenty-five people six days ago, he had seen this person.

Not only had he seen him, but the round hole in the center of this person's brow was clearly left behind after he had thrown the ceremonial blade through it before.

His brow was pierced, and he's still alive?

This… how is that possible!

Although his heart was filled with fear, Xia Hong's actions didn't stop at all.

The horizontal fist swept straight across, the terrifying force directly knocking that person's head flying. Noticing that Yuwen Hu had followed up again behind him, Xia Hong swept his gaze around this time and quickly charged towards another direction.

"Brothers, don't be afraid, fight him! With so many of us, we'll have to exhaust him to death! With the leader here, we're not afraid of dying!"

"That's right, his strength isn't as great as before, charge!"

"Mirror Immortals, unafraid of death, fight this dog bastard, ah!"

"Mirror Immortals, unafraid of death."

"Mirror Immortals, unafraid of death!"

…

Xia Hong had already killed twenty or thirty people, and the psychological defenses of this group seemed to have reached a critical point. The fear on their faces disappeared completely after a burst of howling, leaving only ferocity and hysteria.

They all raised their butcher knives and surrounded Xia Hong again.

Just as Xia Hong, having dashed to another location, laid his hand on someone's shoulder and forcefully yanked them around, his pupils constricted as he saw the person's face.

Another one!

Another person he had killed once before.

Xia Hong glanced around, deflecting the incoming weapons while changing positions, almost scanning the faces of everyone present.

"Three, four, five, six…"

As he discovered more and more familiar faces, a terrifying guess emerged in Xia Hong's mind.

No, not a guess.

It was the truth!

No wonder the Mirror Immortal Camp, despite knowing the location of the Great Xia's base, hadn't dared to come looking for trouble for the past six days, instead only sending people to watch around the valley and setting up an ambush here to deal with him.

No wonder the people of the Mirror Immortal Camp were so fearless.

If that was the case, then it made sense!

Either the Mirror Immortal Camp was controlled by a strange entity, or it had been infiltrated by one.

But that's not right!

Clang…

In the brief moment of shock that shook Xia Hong's pupils, he raised his knife with his right hand to block Yuwen Hu's attack. As his body retreated, a new confusion arose in his mind.

Resurrection from the dead was definitely impossible.

These people were definitely strange entities, or controlled by strange entities, just like the previous Wooden Puppet Strange.

But the problem was, why weren't they afraid of the solidified fire oil on his body?

Since the incident with Wang He, everyone in the Great Xia camp, whenever they went out, would apply a layer of solidified fire oil on themselves, and he was no exception.

Just now, these people had more or less had physical contact with him.

But they didn't react at all!

Moreover, unlike the people controlled by the previous Wooden Puppet Strange, the group in front of him, from Yuwen Hu to any ordinary person, all had a very obvious sense of self. They didn't look dull at all, and there wasn't a trace of being controlled by a strange entity. Even when killed, they didn't reveal any flaws.

Only their fearlessness of death could be considered the only behavior that violated common sense.

Xia Hong looked around, and the thought that the hundreds of Earth-Digging Realm cultivators in front of him were likely controlled by a single strange entity instantly filled his face with horror.

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Was it everyone, or just some of them? Did they even know it themselves?

What about that He Yuanhun? Was even that He Yuanhun controlled?

"Chief Xia Hong, are you planning to have a good talk?"

Seeing that Yuwen Hu had misunderstood the horror on his face, Xia Hong didn't speak. He calmed himself down slightly, feeling that he was not far from his limit, and stared at Yuwen Hu, not speaking for a long time.

He had interacted with Yuwen Hu twice before, and honestly, setting aside their positions, he still admired this person himself.

But if this person was also controlled by a strange entity, then that would be too terrifying.

This strange entity could even control a Cold Resistance Realm expert?

The key was that they were controlled without even knowing it, and that was the scariest part.

Whether it was being controlled or infiltrated by a strange entity, the Mirror Immortal Camp's final outcome would probably be very miserable!

In an instant, Xia Hong's hatred for the Mirror Immortal Camp was not as strong as before. Remembering the disaster at Redwood Ridge last year, he even faintly felt some sympathy for the people in front of him.

"Second Chief, this bastard has killed so many of our people. Why are we wasting words with him? We must kill him to avenge our brothers!"

"That's right, so many people have died today. Killing him is not enough to vent our anger."

"Kill him and flatten Great Xia!"

…

A wave of people rushed over, accompanied by the angry roars from the crowd.

A touch of dimness appeared in the depths of Yuwen Hu's eyes. He knew that as things stood, there was no hope of reconciliation with Xia Hong.

And Xia Hong on this side completely didn't care about the content of what the Mirror Immortal Camp people were saying.

A camp that had been infiltrated or even controlled by a strange entity, what was there to say?

At this moment, everyone in the Mirror Immortal Camp was no different from the previous Wooden Puppet Strange in his eyes.

Xia Hong swept his eyes, seized a gap, and broke through the air towards the east, grabbing the corpses of Li Yun and Li Pingkai on the ground respectively, and then quickly ran towards the depths of Redwood Ridge.

The thing he was most worried about had still happened!

Yuwen Hu hurriedly led people to chase after him, his expression already extremely gloomy.

"But afterwards, you Mirror Immortal Camp will be in trouble."

The moment he had just experienced Xia Hong's strength, he had already realized the meaning of what the other party had said earlier.

The damage that an unkillable Cold Resistance Realm could cause to the Mirror Immortal Camp would be immeasurable.

"Xia Hong, you can run, but where can the others in your Great Xia camp in the valley run to?"

Seeing Xia Hong running further and further away, Yuwen Hu shouted angrily, directly saying the location of the Great Xia's base, wanting to use this to threaten Xia Hong.

It was precisely these words that made Xia Hong, who was running away, frown slightly.

Using the base's location to threaten him, which meant…

This Yuwen Hu probably hadn't been contaminated by the strange entity yet.

"Yuwen Hu, take a good look at your own people, and also your leader He Yuanhun. In the future, you will thank me!"

Xia Hong left these words and directly escaped into the dense forest.

Yuwen Hu, who was originally chasing closely behind, suddenly stopped after hearing these words, and a look of surprise flashed in his pupils.

Not only him, but many people behind him also had a slight change in their eyes.

Especially Yuwen Tao, who was closest to him, had an uncertain expression and couldn't help but softly say to his father:

"Father, did he see something?"

Yuwen Hu didn't answer, but turned his head and gave Yuwen Tao a warning look. Then, he looked at the people around him and said in a low voice:

"I can't deal with this Xia Hong anymore. I can only go back and report to the leader and ask him to decide."

The few people standing beside Yuwen Hu nodded when they heard this.

But the vast majority of the others still stared angrily at the direction Xia Hong had escaped, their faces full of ferocity and hatred.

After observing this scene, Yuwen Hu and his son exchanged glances, their expressions also becoming somewhat complicated.

…

Realizing that no one was chasing behind him, Xia Hong slowed down.

After walking for a long time, roughly two miles deep, Xia Hong stopped.

Looking back at the eastern periphery, even though he couldn't see any trace of Yuwen Hu and the others, his mind was still full of the faces of those people just now.

Those few people who had clearly been killed by him once, but had come back to life.

"He Yuanhun, He Yuanhun…"

Xia Hong stood on a tree, gazing at the north where the Mirror Immortal Camp was located, pondering slightly, his brow furrowed.

After so many conflicts, that He Yuanhun had never shown himself once.

Without accident, he himself was either a strange entity, or he had been controlled by a strange entity.

The Great Xia Valley was definitely not a secret to the Mirror Immortals.

Since the other party hadn't dared to come over until now, then they definitely knew about the Iron Smelting Furnace. Xia Hong could now basically confirm that the incident with Wang He before was caused by the strange entity behind the Mirror Immortal Camp.

"Wang He at the time didn't know he was being controlled either, exactly the same as the few I saw just now. But why was he afraid of the solidified fire oil, but these few weren't?"

Being afraid of the Iron Smelting Furnace but not afraid of the solidified fire oil, Xia Hong could understand this.

Compared to the Iron Smelting Furnace, the solidified fire oil was only its derivative, and it was also a one-time consumable. It wasn't strange for a slightly more powerful strange entity to avoid it by means, after all, the description of the Iron Smelting Furnace was only to deter and kill low-level strange entities.

Being able to infiltrate and control a giant camp like the Mirror Immortal Camp with tens of thousands of people, that strange entity couldn't just be low-level, it should be mid-level, or even high-level.

"If it was just a simple territorial dispute, I could still rely on my own strength to deal with them for a while, but if it involves strange entities…"

Xia Hong only hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook his head and made a decision.

"I can't continue anymore. It's just temporarily giving up the territory, keeping my life is the most important thing. At the very least, before confirming the strength of the strange entity behind the Mirror Immortal Camp, I can't risk my life anymore."

Even though he already had Cold Resistance Realm strength, the Mirror Immortal Camp might have a mid-level, or even high-level strange entity behind it.

You must know that the Wooden Puppet Strange, which had brought great disaster to Redwood Ridge before, was only a low-level strange entity.

Strange entities are really too troublesome!

Abilities, strength, how the other party controls others… He knew nothing about everything related to that strange entity.

The only thing he knew at the moment was that the other party was afraid of the Iron Smelting Furnace.

In that case, how could he fight?

In fact, Xia Hong felt a trace of lingering fear in his heart at this moment.

This time it was just Yuwen Hu taking action with Earth-Digging Realm cultivators. Next time, if He Yuanhun, or even that strange entity, personally took action, could he still run?

"With the Iron Smelting Furnace in the valley base, it's safe for the time being. I still need to speed up improving my own strength, otherwise when that strange entity comes up with a countermeasure…"

Strange entities have wisdom, and it's very high.

Now that it knows of Great Xia's existence, it's definitely thinking of a way.

The encirclement and suppression by Yuwen Hu this time was so smooth, maybe it was fueling the flames, or even directly directing it.

A sense of urgency rose in Xia Hong's heart. He turned his head to look at the corpses of Li Yun and Li Pingkai on the ground. After a moment of silence, he sighed, carried the two of them, and directly returned towards the eastern periphery.

"The camp is probably in an uproar now!"

…

"The leader is back!"

"The leader is okay, the leader is back."

"The leader is back, hahaha, the leader is okay."

…

Just as Xia Hong had expected, the valley camp was indeed in an uproar.

When he returned to the valley, everyone from Great Xia, from the elderly in their early forties to the children as young as five or six, had gathered in the open space of the valley.

Xia Chuan and Luo Yuan, along with the thirteen members of the hunting team, stood at the forefront with injuries, giving a pep talk to the crowd.

Even without hearing the content, Xia Hong knew what they were planning to do.

Seeing Xia Hong return unharmed, not only the hunting team, but everyone in the entire camp was filled with surprise and excitement.

Some people even couldn't help but cry out in joy and tears.

Clearly, Xia Chuan had already told them everything that had just happened.

Since everyone knew, Xia Hong didn't say much, and directly placed the two corpses in front of everyone with a heavy expression.

The moment the corpses were placed down, six people immediately rushed out from the crowd.

Among them, two adult women threw themselves onto the two corpses on the ground, their emotions immediately spiraling out of control.

"My husband, my husband..."

"Pingkai, Pingkai, wake up, wake up!"

Three children, with an average age of only three or four years old, two of them knelt in front of Li Yun, and the other knelt in front of Li Pingkai.

All three children had wide eyes, a bit dazed, seemingly not yet knowing what had happened, but seeing their mothers crying sadly, they soon followed suit, whimpering and shedding tears.

"Father, Father..."

"Chieftain, my elder brother..."

The only adult man among the six walked up to Xia Hong, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, only silently lowering his head with red eyes.

Xia Hong knew the man.

Li Longkai, Li Pingkai's younger brother.

Looking at the orphans and widows on the ground who had fallen into despair, Xia Hong's already heavy face added a few more traces of depression.