Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

A figure suddenly stood where he had just been—a young man who seemed no older than twenty. He wore a black robe with unusually wide cuffs, adorned with vivid golden threads throughout. Not only was the fabric unfamiliar to Xiahou Zhang, but the style was entirely unlike that of the Nine Towns.

”He’s not from the Nine Towns’ Xianyang Level!”

With this thought emerging in Xiahou Zhang’s mind, he raised his eyes to see the movements of the man in black, his gaze solidifying, his pupils instantly filled with horror.

That man in black, without using any weapons, blocked the Vajra Master’s palm barehanded; and as he had appeared, he must have struck the spear-wielding monk below with his leg, as that monk was now rapidly rushing out from the snow-capped mountain’s dust.

”May I ask, which Town of the Nine Towns does the Master hail from, perhaps...”

The Vajra Master’s tone was laced with heavy apprehension, as the other spear-wielding monk flying upward from below also bore an unusually grave expression.

Evidently, the brief clash had alerted them both to the danger.

”Enough with the nonsense!”

Unfortunately, the man in black, despite his calm appearance, seemed exceptionally impatient. Without waiting for the Vajra Master to finish speaking, he reversed his hand and violently struck forward, directly targeting the opponent’s face.

”Wretched creature, how dare you be so insolent!”

Enraged by the black-robed man’s stance, the spear-wielding monk shouted furiously, his spear suddenly igniting, erupting with thick flames reminiscent of the fiery dragon that had ambushed Xiahou Zhang earlier, lunging straight toward the back of the man in black.

Clang......