HCB Chapter 155 Sun Village
Chapter 155 Sun Village
After hesitating for a moment, he continued walking forward. According to Old Tang, the end of this road was at the foot of a cliff, and at the foot of the mountain was a cave entrance. Years ago, Old Tang had fainted in front of this cave entrance, and when he woke up, he found himself in Sun Village.
After walking for about half an hour, I finally saw a mountain not far ahead. Overjoyed, I quickened my pace and arrived at the foot of the mountain. Sure enough, there was a dark cave in front of me. Looking inside, the cave was pitch black. I tried to probe it with my divine sense and found that the cave was winding and twisting. The wind was light, but it was bitterly cold.
"Old Tang said he fainted right in front of this cave entrance back then. Could it be that Sun Village is on the other side of this cave entrance? Or is this just a natural cave that isn't very deep?" Chao Bufan frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "Never mind, let's go in and take a look first."
He frowned, his expression turning extremely grave. He cautiously stepped into the cave. The moment he entered, a blast of cold air hit him, causing him to shiver involuntarily. He quickly released his inner energy, both to dispel the chill and to illuminate a distance of five or six meters. Strangely, after only a few steps, water droplets began to fall from the cave walls around the entrance, making a thud as they hit the ground. However, the deeper he went, the stronger the cold became. There seemed to be white things hanging upside down on the cave walls; upon closer inspection, he realized they were icicles—no wonder it was so cold. The further he went, the more numerous and thicker the icicles became, until finally, a thick layer of ice formed on the cave walls.
After navigating countless bends, a beacon appeared ahead, and Chao Bufan wondered, "Could that be the exit?"
He didn't slow his pace at all, continuing forward. The further he went into the cave, the brighter the light became; perhaps he would soon find the exit. Before long, Chao Bufan finally reached the exit, took a deep breath, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
As soon as I stepped out of the cave, the temperature around me plummeted to an extreme cold. Yet, all I could see was a vast expanse of white, with endless chunks of ice. The icebergs stood like giant ice pillars on the ice, and the smooth ground was like a mirror, reflecting my own image.
The snow was thin and clinging to the ice, a vast expanse of white that stretched as far as the eye could see. If you listened closely, you could faintly hear the sound of flowing water beneath the ice, though it was barely audible.
"Holy crap, no wonder it's so cold here, it's an ice and snow world!"
The biting wind whipped his coat, and after glancing around for a moment, he strode away into the distance. Wearing only a white shirt and cropped jeans, walking through the icy snow, most people would have thought him a crazy, impervious-to-the-cold person. In this freezing weather, wearing only a shirt and cropped jeans—what else could he be but a madman?
He hadn't walked more than a few steps when he felt he couldn't take it anymore. His heart started to pound and he quickly circulated his internal energy to resist the cold. Even so, he still felt uncomfortable all over from the cold.
He discovered that the ground beneath his feet was actually a very small island. Further away, he could see many more small islands, scattered like stars in the Milky Way, rippling and shimmering with golden waves.
This made him think of the sea first, and only in the sea could there be such numerous islands.
The mist is thick, the distant mountains overlap and the water meanders. It's like a world within a pot, a universe within a cave. Floating islands rise and fall, and the water and sky meet at the horizon, looking like a mirage from afar.
Perhaps it was the early morning, but the mist was thick and damp, and a few cool droplets of water clung to his forehead. In moments, the droplets turned to ice, but fortunately, his cultivation was considerable, and the release of his true energy allowed him to withstand the chill. The mist ahead obscured his vision, and the area he could clearly see was small. Venturing deeper into the mist was like entering a fairyland; swirling clouds, the cries of cranes, welcoming pines, and blooming water lilies filled the air. The wondrous atmosphere made him lose himself in a daze, completely relaxed in a dreamlike state.
After flying for about an hour, Chao Bufan was surprised to find himself back where he started. Had he been pacing in the same spot for the entire hour? He felt like he'd flown for ages, circled an island, yet here he was, wandering in the same place – utterly baffling. Had he encountered a maze? Chao Bufan's stubborn nature kicked in. This time, he searched meticulously, leaving no stone unturned. He had a nagging feeling that the entrance to Sun Village might be here, so he dared not be careless. His eyes didn't blink, afraid of missing even the slightest suspicious detail. He moved slowly, skimming the water's surface, weaving through the clouds.
The sea breeze gently ruffled his hair, and a red sun rose slowly from the horizon, oblivious to the beautiful scenery ahead. He walked on for a while, still feeling perfectly normal, but something felt off, and he grew increasingly restless. He stopped to catch his breath, closed his eyes, and stood still, wondering to himself, "What's wrong?"
The wind whistled past his ears, startling him. He quickly turned around and exclaimed in surprise, "Wind?"
Yes, it's the wind. The wind used to blow in the southeast, but now it's turned around.
Has the wind direction changed recently?
He was suspicious for a while, but when he couldn't come to a conclusion, he gave up...
As noon approached, Chao Bufan returned to his original spot with a helpless sigh. He chuckled to himself and transmitted his voice, "Senior, we're in trouble now! We're probably going to be trapped here!"
"Young man, how much do you know about formations?"
This single sentence caused a huge stir, and Chao Bufan was greatly alarmed: An array? Could this be the location of some kind of array? He quickly replied, "I don't know much about it."
The old man said, "You are trapped by a 'Primordial Illusion Array'."
"Innate Illusion Array?"
"Yes, this place has formed a natural illusion array by combining the right timing and location. The sea mist echoes the array, and the sea breeze is forced to change direction here. The main northwest wind turns to the northeast, while a small part of the sea breeze still blows to the southwest. If you don't look carefully, you won't even notice it."
Chao Bufan felt relieved; it was indeed so. He shook his head helplessly, realizing he had wasted the entire morning. As expected, the entrance to Sun Village was nearby, but how to get in? Chao Bufan was troubled. He let out a long howl, and with a pull of his hands in the air, a silver longsword appeared in his hands. He swung the longsword, stirring up whirlpools. The waves suddenly rose into the air, white foam tumbling and absorbing the essence of the sun. After circling, it twisted and fell back into the sea. The once calm sea surface was now turbulent and raging, with white waves rising one after another.