The outermost boundary of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, Heaven's Edge.
This is a natural barrier cliff, also considered a "forbidden zone" by the Guifang Kingdom.
Especially at this mont, with the "suspected death of the Heaven-Howling Clan."
Nearly all those who know the truth remain silent, unwilling to speak of anything related to the Red-haired Ghost God or that earth-shattering sword.
But today, this taboo of the Guifang Kingdom has been broken.
All at once, a woman clad in a black sacrificial robe, with a snake-shaped hair bun, appeared at this Heaven's Edge.
Just from her attire, it was clear to see.
This woman is a priest of the Guifang Kingdom, and quite possibly a noble of the highest rank.
However, what left people most astonished was that the woman was carrying a severed head in her hand.
Clearly having lost its body, with half of the ghastly pale spine exposed to the air…
Yet the head still managed to open its eyes, to speak…
Only the continuous wailing indicated his current agony.
"It's… here…"
Seeing the head still groaning in pain, the woman frowned slightly and then used a witchcraft curse to ease the other's pain.
"This place is Heaven's Edge, the border between the Hundred Lands Mountain Range and Guifang Kingdom."
After his suffering was alleviated, the head's speech beca noticeably more fluent.
However, whether out of fear or dread, the voice of the head remained very weak.
"You were once personally captured by the Guirong Clan, and then saved by the Nvman…"
"When that 'Deceiver' guided you to Gaotun Village, you rebelled due to dissatisfaction with the Little Witch Priest's food distribution."
"Although you might be, within Guifang, the one who has personally traversed Heaven's Edge…"
"But do you think you deserve my trust?"
The woman spoke calmly of the head's past achievents, as if she were rely recounting a trivial matter.
"No, you can't bla for this…"
Struggling, twisting his spine, the head shouted with increased volu.
"In that situation, everyone knew that Gaotun Village's food would run out sooner or later!"
"That Little Witch Priest restricting us from eating our fill, wasn't it just to drain our last strength before death?"
"Clearing land, building fields, constructing houses, hunting…"
"Once we completed those tasks, that would be the mont they'd kill us!"
"From this perspective, they're no different from your Guifang Kingdom!"
"I rely chose to rebel beforehand, and I didn't harm anyone; I just ran away early."
With a disdainful smile on her lips, the woman said coldly.
"You just ran away early?"
"What about those you incited to 'rebel'? Did they run away?"
"No, not only did they not run away, but they also caused quite a bit of trouble for that Little Witch Priest…"
"Were it not for the Red-haired Ghost God intimidating them."
"Do you think that 'small trouble' could have turned into a 'great chaos'?"
Upon hearing this, the head instantly fell into silence.
He certainly knew how ungrateful his actions were, but it was rely following his basic survival instincts.
As one of the few knowledgeable individuals among the mountain folk slaves at the ti.
The head was among the first to heed Er Tu's words and decide to seek refuge in Gaotun Village.
But similarly, the head was also the first to detect the issue of food shortages.
According to his estimation, as Gaotun Village and nearby villages received more mountain folk slaves, the food would inevitably beco insufficient.
If this continued, that naive Little Witch Priest would sooner or later lead everyone to their death.
The head didn't want to die, so he made what he thought was the best choice at the ti—inciting rebellion and fleeing with the food supplies.
However, the head never expected, at the final mont of escaping the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, the Red-haired Ghost God would appear and repel the Five Directions Gods.
Especially facing the current natural barrier, the head had barely survived it, facing countless deaths.
"By the way, let tell you sothing more…"
"You believed that Gaotun Village's food would run out eventually, and thought that the Little Witch Priest would drain your strength and then kill you all."
"But in fact, while the Little Witch Priest was receiving you, that 'Deceiver' was also stealing food from the Guifang Kingdom."
Looking down at the incredulous head, the woman's sneer beca even more apparent.
"I don't know how that 'Deceiver' managed it…"
"But before causing havoc in Cliff City, he had already created a huge food crisis for the Guifang Kingdom."
"You think your encounters in the Guifang Kingdom were just a coincidence?"
"No, in fact, if it weren't for the Sovereign's dedicated reforms, the Guifang Kingdom might have perished three years ago."
When ntioning the Sovereign, the woman's expression beca noticeably strange.
Fortunately, the head did not notice this point and instead widened his eyes in sudden realization.
"I see, no wonder that group of madn nearly devoured at the ti…"
Three winters ago, it was the woman who saved the head from a crowd of starving people.
Unfortunately, the woman was a typical offspring of Guifang Kingdom's nobility.
Her willingness to save the head wasn't out of any goodwill, but simply because she saw the potential value in him.
Even though he was rely left with half a body, the woman was willing to keep him in a jar.
Until recently, the Guifang Kingdom plunged into turmoil again.
Having learned so truths, the woman decided to venture into the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, attempting to find the legendary 'Deceiver.'
Because as long as they find the 'Deceiver,' there is still hope for her country, and she can fulfill the mission bestowed upon her by the Gods.
"Qing Fu Priest, I don't know why you want to go to the Hundred Lands Mountain Range…"
At this mont, the head, coming out of his sudden realization, spoke again.
"But I strongly advise you not to continue, for the dangers ahead far exceed your imagination."
"The 'Heaven's Edge' in front of you was once a battlefield of the Gods, proof of the Red-haired Ghost God's repulsion of the Five Directions Gods…"
"Unless you can fly, even under divine protection, it would be exceptionally difficult to cross."
When saying this, the head's gaze fixed tightly on the cliff ahead, with undisguised fear in his tone.
The cliff was dozens of ters wide, with an imasurable depth below.
Sharp protruding spikes could only faintly be seen, looking exceedingly terrifying.
Even more terrifying, the residual Sword Qi left by the Red-haired Ghost God at the bottom of the cliff was so sharp that just a glance could cause skin to ache.
The head hardly dared to imagine the calamitous consequences if that Sword Qi was triggered again.
"Indeed I cannot fly, but I must cross."
Resolutely denying the head's hesitation, Qing Fu had no habit of retreating from battle.
"Hoo!"
Placing her fingers to her mouth, Qing Fu used a low-frequency whistle emitted from her vocal cords, producing a beast-like growl.
This was a witchcraft skill executed through sound, a secret technique capable of commanding the beasts of the mountains.
"Hoo!"
Within re breaths of the whistle, a rustling sound arose from all directions.
By the ti the head reacted, countless serpents had already ford a "serpent bridge" over the cliff, quietly awaiting their master's use.
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