Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1676: Chapter 530: First Clash and Hidden Cards, Stalemate

Above in the sky, a black dot slowly emerged.

The black dot descended from high above, its size growing from distant to close, until it was barely a hundred meters above the ground when everyone could see clearly that the black dot was actually a robust elder in a green ceremonial robe with a majestic demeanor.

The word “robust” was probably the best way to describe him.

The Ice Abyss People tend to have larger physiques; for a grown male at fifteen, someone like Xia Hong with a height of 1.9 meters could at most be considered above average. If one was below 1.9 meters, standing among people, he’d definitely be considered short.

As for those below 1.8 meters, elsewhere it might not be clear, but in the simple understanding of the Xia people, there are probably only underage youths that are this short, while adults below 1.8 meters are rare, estimated at only two or three out of hundreds.

At this moment, standing in mid-air above everyone, Xia Hong roughly gauge that the elder was no less than 2.1 meters tall.

The elder wore a square silver crown inlaid with jade, with five green tassels hanging in front and behind, each string threaded with five pieces of green jade, slightly obscuring his features and adding a layer of mystery to his already majestic aura.

Though unable to see his face clearly, his gray hair at the temples revealed that his hair was mostly white, indicating a significant age.

Yet, he showed no sign of aging, with explosive, knotted muscles outlining his robe exceptionally well, gazing down at Xia Hong and all of the Xia Army below, exuding an overwhelming sense of pressure.

This pressure was not merely from his posture, but from the rising momentum since his descent, until only a hundred meters above ground, he’d almost completely dissipated the blood aura hovering over the camp like waves.

Once he halted his body, suspended in mid-air, there was hardly a trace of lingering blood aura around the camp.

Landgrave Cai Qiu, the long-famous Fourth Turn Tribulation Body Realm master from Moao River region, had personally set foot in the Southern Slope Territory.

“Lord Xia, take your Xia Army and retreat! Now that I am here, the towns of Wuchuan and Jin Mountain no longer belong to your Great Xia…”

So young, this Xia Hong.

As Cai Qianshan spoke, he also scrutinized Xia Hong carefully. Once he discerned Xia Hong’s features, a jolt sparked within him, and then a trace of killing intent gradually surfaced in his pupils.

Being young equates to potential; Xia Hong’s face seemed not even forty, even recalculated, he’d be at most fifty or sixty years old.

Such talent, even in the Four Vassal States Territory, is not simplistic.

Given Cai Qianshan’s advanced age, Xia Hong’s remarkable gifts naturally stirred his inner dread and unease.

“Landgrave Cai speaks too hastily, beware of biting your tongue…”

Upon hearing Xia Hong’s slightly mocking retort, Cai Qianshan’s complexion instantly darkened, and the murderous intent in his pupils rose swiftly.

“Audacious fiend!”

“Southern Yi scum, unaware of impending doom.”

“Young lad, how dare you disrespect the Landgrave!”

……

Of course, he had no need to respond to Xia Hong.

Cai Qiuhu and the group of Xianyang Level warriors behind immediately rebuked, faces full of fury, showing through their expressions just how highly Cai Qianshan was regarded in their hearts.

This was an Ice Abyss characteristic.

Xia Hong raised his hand slightly to halt Xia Chuan and Yuwen Dao’s group from attempting a verbal response, drawing his gaze back from Cai Qianshan and continuing to watch Cai Qiuhu and his entourage.

Specifically, at Cai Shiqi behind Cai Qiuhu.

Since being named by Xia Hong in the camp, Cai Shiqi hadn’t shown any hint of fear, evidently confident that Cai Qiuhu wouldn’t hand him over. With the Landgrave here personally, he felt even more secure, his face now full of smugness. As Xia Hong turned his gaze upon him, he even curled his mouth into a scornful grin.

Seeing Cai Shiqi’s expression, Xia Hong suddenly smiled.

He did not laugh audibly, but he did indeed smile.

“Watch out!”

The first to notice something amiss was Cai Qiuhu.

At the instant Xia Hong’s smile appeared, he suddenly sensed something, shouted a warning to the group, and quickly turned to seize Cai Shiqi to escape upwards.

Bang… Bang… Bang……

“Fire arrows!”

The Xianyang Level warriors’ reactions were swift; as soon as Cai Qiuhu voiced his warning, fifty men behind him immediately soared to the skies, triggering a series of sonic booms.

Xia Chuan’s reaction was equally prompt; being siblings, when Xia Hong smiled, he realized his brother was about to act, so his command to fire arrows nearly simultaneously echoed Cai Qiuhu’s warning.

Swish, swish, swish, swish…

Twenty already deployed Divine Machine Crossbows fired in unison, targeting precisely Cai Qiuhu and the fifty Xianyang Level individuals rising.

Zing!

Setting aside the clash between Divine Machine Crossbows and Cai Qiu’s group of Xianyang Levels for now, Cai Qiuhu, who first issued the warning, suddenly froze as a sharp scream pierced his ears.

His hand had grasped air.

He realized Xia Hong was about to strike Cai Shiqi, so his immediate reaction was to alert others while attempting to secure Cai Shiqi, fleeing with him.

Given Cai Shiqi’s strength, letting himself be caught was implausible, and that sharp screech had emanated from Cai Shiqi.

Thus, the outcome was clear…