The harsh conditions on the surface of Oblivion are by no means beyond the reach of humans, in fact there is literally not a single creature known to exist here on Earth.
Here, the maximum daytime temperature can reach close to seventy degrees, and it is not an exaggeration to say that a person can be steamed, and the most outrageous thing is that after midnight, the temperature drops so dramatically that it is comparable to the Siberian hinterland, where it is a desperate minus seventy degrees.
No one knows why this extreme difference in temperature between day and night occurs here, because it is already a forgotten land.
But there is always a silver lining to everything, and the only silver lining here is the three days at certain times of the year when the temperature difference between day and night narrows dramatically, making it unbearable for the average person, but if they are strong-willed and physically capable enough, they can make it through.
And now is the beginning of these three days of life.
Qin Hai has to take advantage of these three days to reach the Dark Cave.
It is relatively normal to say three days, but compared to any other area, it is still so harsh that one does not want to stay a moment longer. Only less than a kilometre deeper, it is obvious that the air is constantly swimming with the irritability factor, they are like burning red blades that scrape against the skin with enough sensation to last a lifetime.
The robe he was wearing was also impervious to fire and water, and the mask was able to protect his face, which undoubtedly made his movements much faster.
And it was until after midnight.
He had already rushed in for dozens of kilometres and the temperature dropped abruptly, the air that was still hot turned into a biting cold almost instantly, the cold wind kept sweeping in, Qin Hai obviously felt that his exposed ears were about to freeze off, he kept running the true qi in his body to resist the cold air outside.
This cold wind was strange to say the least.
It always puts the intruders head-on, no matter which direction they are facing, as if to cut off all one’s way of life.
In this environment, one must never stop, otherwise once one’s will subsides, one will be truly lost here.
The Black Hole Cave is north of the abdomen of this barren land, and the direction Qin Hai chose to enter was the closest, but it was still more than three days’ travel, and ten hours after he had entered, the cold wind had gradually subsided, and in the blink of an eye, the heat was on.
The sun in the sky seemed to be falling on this place, a reinforced version of the flaming mountains.
He tried to keep his breathing as steady as possible, taking only a small breath in each time, otherwise his lungs would have been on fire.
Cursing this damned place, he could only keep on going with his head.
All the way to the third day.
He had forgotten how long he had been here, only that it felt like a very long time, like years, but he could estimate that he was very close to the dark cave, and squinting his eyes, he looked ahead and saw two black shadows strolling idly through the sixty degree temperature.
A stroll indeed, for they looked very much at ease.
Wrapped in black robes, indistinguishable from men and women, the scenery beneath the hoods occasionally caught the eye, and it was as masked as the Night Star and Night Spirit had once been.
“A bit of fun.” The dark figure on the left suddenly stopped his form, he was so quiet that if he wasn’t visible in sight he would have thought it was simply a rock, his voice was old and husky, “I sense the scent of someone I know.”
“Lord Night King.” The dark figure on the right stood to one side leaning back and said in a deep voice, “We’d better go back.”
The Night King gave a wry laugh and said, “Night Feather, could it be that you have recalled an unpleasant memory?”
The black shadow that had changed into Night Feather shuddered slightly.
The aura that was meant to be non-existent appeared abruptly, but disappeared without a trace in a quasi instant.
Nightfeather did not speak.
Instead, Lord Night King said, “After all, it is his heir, if we don’t take special care of it, how can we return the favour to him, don’t kill him.”
“As ordered.”
Night Feather answered.
And then the whole person disappeared without a trace.
The Night King glanced at Qin Hai, who was still moving forward, then turned around and left the place, quickly disappearing from Qin Hai’s view.
“People from the underground legacy clan?” Qin Hai thought in his heart, “As expected of a race that has survived here for more than eight hundred years, they probably came out at this time with the intention of coming out to bask in the sun, right?”
He didn’t even want to look up at the hot sun and shook his neck, ready to catch up with the black shadow that had left.
But just then.
He suddenly felt a numbness in his legs, and a strong sense of danger swept through his head at that moment.
But the air smashed into nothing, and there was no one in sight.
It was broad daylight, and although there were some barren rocks around to provide cover, he could not detect anyone’s scent at all, but there was already a wound on his right leg.
“sh*t.”
He cursed.
Alertly, he focused on his surroundings.
But it was still quiet, sweat had flowed unconsciously and he felt a little dry-mouthed, but he did not dare to be the least bit careless.
He waited for half an hour.
Only then did he move on, but as soon as he did, it was as swift as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he was already three feet away, and a dark figure had already appeared where he had just been, holding a ring-headed knife as black as ink in his hand.
“Leave! Or die!” Night Feather’s voice was full of warning.
Qin Hai secretly used his true qi, and his dry throat made his voice sound hoarse, “Since I’m here, either I die or I go in.”
Night Feather moved slightly.
The whole person appeared behind Qin Dahai like an instantaneous shift.
But Qin Hai had already been prepared, his right hand shook a flying knife, then a point of his toes, his body moved forward like lightning, then the small knife flung out, Night Yu did not make any movement, allowing the small knife to pa*s through his body, but it was the moment it pa*sed through, he disappeared again.
“There is no breath, the underground legacy clan really lives up to its name.” Qin Hai murmured.
The previous Night Spirit and Night Star were simply a baby in front of this member of the Underground Legacy Clan.
However, as he disappeared and did not reappear until just before night, Qin Hai became more and more vigilant as he fought off the cold while staring around, stopping to take a closer look once there was any wrong wind or movement.
Whew.
A slight movement rang out behind him.
Qin Dahai lifted his spirits, his face stony under his mask as he looked around, but still did not see the appearance of Night Feather.
“Trusting your eyes so much? Don’t you know that in here, eyes are just a burden?” Night Feather’s voice suddenly rang out.
Qin Hai turned around sharply and found Night Yu, dressed in black robes, already within reach again!
