Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The devil starts to say crazy things that humans don't understand.

Maybe... it's not crazy?

Both brothers looked at each other, whether it was Gus, who believed in the Iron Fist, or Grey, who believed in the power of machinery and steam, and felt that his faith was a little shaky.

For a moment, the boy even wanted to scream at everything and throw the devil's stubborn steam balls into the cliff.

But he was silent when he saw the demon-engineered, powerful, super-mechanical crossbow with infinite arrows, and thought of a possible tail chase.

Whatever the purpose of this demon, it is the only savior for both brothers now.

After a brief clean-up of the body, the two brothers continued to leave.

Around midnight, they arrived at the Eagle Cliff deep in Mount Red Phoenix.

Two knives cut axes, smooth as a mirror cliff remotely opposite each other, a collapsed boulder just stuck in the middle, forming a natural arch bridge that connects the two sides of the cliff.

After hundreds of millions of years of wind and rain erosion, the arch and bridge become extremely narrow, extremely brittle, unstable, and mossy and powerless.

Slightly inadvertently, it slips under the arch, fogging, and you can't see the bottom abyss.

Even giant eagles in the mountains don't come here at rest to be swept away by the wind and hit into the mud on the cliffs on both sides, hence the name "Eagle Woe Cliff”.

This is the hunting area and the rare fierce world of beasts.

The hunting team in Chijin Town, generally moving forward here, should hit the road back home.

Only a handful of strong, determined, hard-won cultivators who put their lives and deaths behind them will continue to move forward, and there will be no return.

“Go!”

Gray patted Gus on the shoulder.

“Sister, are we really going over there?” Gus stumbled and asked.

“Mmm.”

Gray simply responded, recognizing his brother's fears, but pulled a rope and tied both ends to himself and his brother's waist, tying them together.

“Sister, what are you doing? If I fall, I'll get you involved!” Gus shouts.

“Then be careful not to fall, go!” Grey pushed Gus and the two of them walked up the arch bridge together.

Gus had heard the town hunter say the horror of Eagle Cliff.

But really walking up to the arch bridge to find out that the hunters' words of painting and even exaggerating are still not enough to describe the horror of a tenth of the hawk's grief cliff.

This boulder, which lies in front of two cliffs, moves.

Though not very exaggerated and violently shaken, it is merely a slight shake caught in the stone seams on both sides, carried into the feet and vertebrae of the human being under the auspices of a whizzing wind, still as daunting as a mountain shake.

Those slippery mosses, stepping on to "squeak," seeping out the sticky juice, reminded Gus of the rotten corpse of the worm.

Just a few steps away, his calf stomach trembled for a while and he couldn't help but look down.

“Don't look, open your hands, keep your balance, move forward, we'll make it!” Gray screamed in the back.

Sister's cry gave Gus courage.

Ever since he was a kid, he worshipped his sister the most and listened to her.

One step, two steps, three steps, Gus opens his arms to balance, breathes heavily calmly, imagines each step as crossing an arch bridge, he has successfully crossed twenty-seven arches!

Then the killer bird came.

Like a bastard of vultures and bats, bare without half a feather, but with a pair of wide fleshwings, an ugly head like a mouse, with a large mouthful of blood basins staggered with canine teeth, this creature only appears in the depths of nightmares.

Perhaps these murderous birds have suffered greatly in the hands of the human hunting team and have a carved hatred for humanity.

As soon as they saw the brothers Gus and Grey, they jumped down screaming.

The murderous bird screamed like a demonic sound through his brain, causing Gus a headache, a lie in his heart, a mess in his footsteps, his hands waving like chicken wings, and almost slipping off the arch bridge.

“Careful! ”

At a critical moment, Gray pulled a rope between Gus's waist behind him to help him find his balance.

The girl took off her socks, with her toes as deep as an eagle's paw, and two super mechanical crossbows in her hand, "Squeeze”, aiming at the killer bird, opening the bow left and right.

A murderous bird turned into a fireball, slipping from her two brothers, in a scream, into a firefly lit by the stars in the misty abyss.

“Go, go, go!” Grey urged.

“Ah!" Gus shouted with his head, screaming loudly, rushing across the arch bridge.

On several occasions, he slipped under his feet and fell into the abyss.

But thinking about his death, he would involve his sister, Gus still bite his teeth, mobilizing all the muscles and joints around him for the first time in his life, playing the martial arts of the Iron Fist School professor to the fullest, pulling himself back from the edge of the cliff one at a time.

There are more and more murderous birds on top of their heads.

A fireball fell from around Gus.

Even some of the murderous birds lost control after being bombarded half of their bodies by crossbows, hit the arch bridge hard, hit the otherwise unstable boulder, all shaking and trembling.

“Ahhh! Ahh! ”

Gus screams desperately to disperse the fear.

Even close your eyes and flush forward despite bumps and wetness under your feet.

On the verge of another slip, a lonely toss, a leap of fish, actually flew a dozen meters, miraculously landing on the other bank.

Looking back, Gray was still struggling on the arch bridge, and the murderous birds circled in the sky, clustering into a cloud of teething claws.

“Die, you bastards! ”

Gus growled, pulling two super mechanical crossbows from behind him, and the crossbows whistled like firecrackers, blasting a half-air cloud into split fireworks.

Birds of burning coke “crackle" fall down.

The bird whose wings were lit fleshly flew high and dared not provoke the evil brothers of the fierce gods.

Gray also finally crossed the arch bridge and fell beside Gus, breathing heavily, his heart palpitating as he watched the abyss they conquered.

“We, we did it! ”

Sister punched her brother hard and smiled relieved, “See, Gus, we're rushing over! ”

Gus nodded and was born with joy that he had never experienced.

As a loser, he finally did one thing, and not many people in the whole town could do it.

Maybe he's not a piece of shit.

It's just that you haven't woken yourself up… real power yet?

“Sister, where are we going? ”

Gus asked, "Look at you as if you have bamboo in your chest, or you have to cross such a dangerous eagle cliff. There has to be a destination, tell me, I will accompany you wherever you go. ”

Gray hesitated for a moment, looking at the abyss and arch bridge behind him, finally said: “The world is big, betraying us in the way of iron fists, but there is nowhere to run, there is only one place, possibly hosting us, which is the ‘steam army’ of the South. ”