Read Novel Full Chapter 867: Chapter 585: Trap, Kuroki Hitomi
Chapter 867: Chapter 585: Trap, Kuroki Hitomi
The cold wind swept through the vast ice plains, carrying tiny ice shards.
In the heart of the ice plains, a spiritual spring stood quietly.
It was the size of a small lake, with clear and calm waters, like a giant ice mirror reflecting the sky overhead and the surrounding ice peaks.
A faint layer of cold air lingered over the surface of the spiritual spring. This chill was not piercingly cold but carried a pure and gentle spiritual Qi; a single breath would nourish one’s organs and dissipate some of the surrounding cold. Around the spiritual spring, tens of thousands of warriors were stationed, dressed in uniform white snow combat suits, holding weapons, and patrolling with the spring as the center.
At the camp’s periphery, layers of defensive structures were arranged in an orderly manner. Ice watchtowers stood tall, with sentries keeping watch day and night; even a bird would find it hard to approach, such was the extremeness of their vigilance.
This was the camp where the Moon Ghost Army guarded the spiritual spring.
At the camp’s center stood an ice house.
Inside the ice house, there were no extra furnishings; three people sat on three benches made of ice.
The person on the left wore a black samurai outfit, embroidered with dark gold ghost patterns. His face was resolute, with a fierce killing intent between his brows.
On the ice table in front of him lay two weapons—a blood-colored giant axe with a heavy blade, exuding a chilling red gleam, faintly tinged with the smell of blood, evidently stained by countless kills; the other was a Zhanshou saber, its body pitch black with a razor-sharp edge, its hilt wrapped in dark red cloth, giving off a sense of violent power at a glance.
Beside him was a man in a black robe.
The robe swept the ground, enveloping his entire being, leaving only a serene face visible.
His expression was indifferent, surrounded by a chill as if he were one with the ice house and the snowy plains. What stood out most were his eyes—
His eyes were a deep dark crimson, with slightly upturned corners, and seemed to conceal fine lines deep within, looking calm yet always giving one the feeling of being watched and locked onto, as if an unknown eerie power lurked beneath those eyes.
On the other side of the ice house sat a man with a head full of purple hair.
He had a strong physique, with his chest exposed, showing muscular lines filled with scars, exuding an unruly and defiant aura.
He sat casually, his body slightly tilted, one hand supporting the ice table, the other resting on his knee. What was most striking were his extraordinarily large hands—
Larger by a wide margin than typical hands, with prominent joints, rough skin, and nails sharp as eagle claws, glinting with a faint gray-black sheen.
“Saburo Yagyu, they’re just two spiritual artifacts, and you’re still struggling to subdue them? Want me to help?”
Kyou Yagami glanced sidelong at Saburo Yagyu, raising his brows dismissively.
Saburo Yagyu maintained a serious expression, his tone steady: “These aren’t ordinary spiritual artifacts; they’re awakened treasures with a deep spiritual bond with their previous owner. If you use force, you’ll only damage the spirituality of their artifact spirits, which isn’t worth it. Only by nurturing them with spiritual power and slowly erasing the previous owner’s mark can you truly claim them.”
If it weren’t for these two spiritual artifacts, those two guys from Ice Extreme Pass wouldn’t have survived from his hands. He had witnessed firsthand the formidable power of the artifact spirit domain, which made him especially patient with these two spiritual artifacts.
If he managed to subdue them and bring them back to the Yagyu Clan, they would become treasures of the clan.
“Ha, what’s the point of wasting time?”
Kyou Yagami chuckled dismissively, “Why not just capture those two guys and force them to erase the marks themselves? It saves time and effort. It’s just a small Ice Extreme Pass; what can stop the Moon Ghost Army’s iron hooves? I really don’t understand why we’re sitting around here waiting. Hiromu Kuroki, say something—why not attack proactively and flatten Ice Extreme Pass, saving us the trouble!”
At these words, Hiromu Kuroki slowly lifted his eyelids and spoke two words indifferently: “No way.”
“Why not?” Kyou Yagami’s tone suddenly rose, with a hint of provocation, “Hiromu Kuroki, are you scared? Afraid of Qin Tian, who hasn’t returned yet?”
“Not scared.”
Saburo Yagyu spoke, his expression growing more serious: “This is Mingwang Planet, one of the Empire’s eight satellites, and Ice Extreme Pass is a military stronghold of the Empire. Attacking an Imperial stronghold is a major crime. If proven, not only will the three of us be wanted by the Empire, but the entire Moon Ghost Army will be implicated.”
“Ha~”
Kyou Yagami sneered, full of indifference, “As long as we do it cleanly without leaving a trace, who would know it’s us? Why worry so much.”
At these words, Saburo Yagyu’s brows furrowed tightly.
Indeed, the Yagami Clan people are all reckless madmen who don’t consider the consequences.
Their blood’s inherent madness made them lose basic respect for rules, laws, and all forces.
Ice Extreme Pass is not only a military stronghold of the Empire but also the core of the upcoming major development plan for Mingwang Planet, a focus of the Empire’s support.
Rashly acting on Ice Extreme Pass would spell catastrophe for the Moon Ghost Army and implicate the Shinguji Clan behind them.
Their real purpose in this mission was never to destroy Ice Extreme Pass but to draw the snake out of its hole.