Chapter 580: Chapter 557: Mission—Searching for the Azure Profound Birds (Part 2)

Stepping on the dark land, there was a nauseating scent of blood on it.

Surrounded by darkness, raising his eyes, Qin An found that he had entered the entrance of the ancient battlefield ruins, which was a vast plain.

Only this plain had no grassland, but was filled with charred ground.

It was as if it had just experienced a world-ending flame.

Qin An thought for a moment and then took out a map from his bosom, carefully examining it.

"According to what the mission described, the last appearance of the Qingxuan Bird Clan was in the location I’m in, about a hundred miles to the west."

"There’s a canyon there called the Qingfeng Canyon, shrouded in gentle breezes all year round, but at night, those breezes transform into deadly gale winds."

"Even ordinary cultivators can’t go in."

While looking at the map, Qin An pondered in his heart.

This time’s mission was a small branch of a major mission.

He knew very well what kind of creatures those monsters in Cang Yuan were.

This was an extremely complex demon pseudo-god power, with thousands of forces accumulating in Cang Yuan, making it incredibly complex.

It was like an old tree with entwined roots.

And this time, the demon pseudo-gods of Cang Yuan gathered, surely planning some conspiracy.

Even this conspiracy was not small.

But Qin An didn’t know what exactly it was.

He had no clues, and this wasn’t something he was concerned with.

Because the task he was currently undertaking was to search for clues.

And he wasn’t the only one taking on this task.

This was a very large-scale mission, with many people involved.

Therefore, Qin An thought of first eliminating the Qingxuan Bird Clan before saying anything else.

After identifying the direction, Qin An no longer lingered and headed towards the location of Qingfeng Canyon.

...

The ancient battlefield ruins were fraught with dangers, but this time, Qin An did not encounter any danger, and he smoothly arrived at his destination.

Ahead was an immense canyon, as if someone had split open a crack with a sharp axe, looking quite spectacular.

At this moment, due to the deep night, the originally refreshing breeze had turned into a piercing gale wind, enveloping the entire Qingfeng Canyon.

Qin An had been to the Gangfeng Forbidden Area before, and he could feel that this so-called gale wind was much weaker compared to that of the Gangfeng Forbidden Area.

He didn’t hesitate and proceeded to step into Qingfeng Canyon.

The moment he stepped in, those gale winds seemed to find a target to attack, surging towards Qin An.

But Qin An was shrouded in a pitch-black Dharma Aspect, blocking countless gale winds outside.

"Didn’t feel any evil qi, not even the slightest residue of it." Qin An squinted his eyes, secretly thinking to himself: "It seems that the Qingxuan Bird Clan had already left Qingfeng Canyon, but this is the only clue."

"After all, this was the last place they appeared. Maybe I can look around this Qingfeng Canyon to see if I can find any trace of them."

Thinking of this, Qin An no longer lingered and patiently began searching within Qingfeng Canyon.

This round of searching didn’t encounter any danger at all, which made Qin An frown.

According to the records in the Confidential Library, Qingfeng Canyon not only had gale winds but also a lot of native wind attribute demonic creatures, but now not a single demon pseudo-god was encountered.

Qin An guessed that the Qingxuan Bird Clan must have swept through this place after arriving here.

Then what was their purpose?

Qin An kept searching while pondering over it, stroking his chin.

"Having joined Cang Yuan, coming to this ancient battlefield ruin, and even arriving at this Qingfeng Canyon, cleaning up the demonic creatures here, what exactly do they want?"

The more Qin An thought about it, the more he felt like there was a fog shrouding him.

Only a small area remained up ahead, and if he searched it completely, then there wouldn’t be much else worthy of searching in Qingfeng Canyon.

But Qin An still had no clue, which made him quite troubled.

However, after Qin An finished searching the last area of Qingfeng Canyon, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

"This is a wind-attribute place, and the Qingxuan Bird Clan are also wind-attribute demonic creatures. Any demonic pseudo-god or human force entering this ancient battlefield ruin first has to find a base."

"So it seems, they should also be searching for their base, and being wind-attribute creatures, they naturally look for a place related to wind to settle down."

"Obviously, although Qingfeng Canyon is full of gale winds, it did not satisfy them."

The more he thought about it, the more Qin An felt that it was possible.

He took out the map again, carefully searching around Qingfeng Canyon.

He found that to the west of Qingfeng Canyon, there was a place called the Furious Wind Plain, also shrouded by gale winds, and it seemed that its gale winds were stronger than those of Qingfeng Canyon.

"If that’s the case, I can go check it out."

After all, he came here to complete the mission, and while doing so, finding the traces of the Qingxuan Bird Clan was a small price in terms of time.

Thinking of this, Qin An didn’t hesitate any longer, put away the map, and left Qingfeng Canyon, heading towards the Furious Wind Plain.

...

The Furious Wind Plain, the gale winds howled.

Although it looked extremely vast at a glance, it exuded a sense of barren desolation with not a blade of grass in sight.

No one dared to come here because the gale winds could strip flesh from bones, separating blood and flesh instantaneously.

Currently, at the very center of the Furious Wind Plain, a massive bird’s nest was being frantically built. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Countless Qingxuan Birds flew over from the sky, bringing branches nurtured by gale winds, gradually perfecting the nest.

Since the nest was constructed from branches brewed by gale winds, every inch was accompanied by intense gale winds.

At this moment, the interior of the nest had been divided into numerous areas.

At the very center, Qingxuan sat on a throne carved from a giant tree stump, legs crossed, a hint of satisfaction on his face.

"I have longed to settle in these ancient battlefield ruins, but our Qingxuan Bird Clan did not have enough strength; settling here would have made us prey for others."

"Fortunately, everyone united against a common enemy this time, which alleviated a lot of danger."

Below him, a Qingxuan Bird respectfully responded.

"Yes, after settling in, we obtained a large amount of resources from the ancient battlefield ruins in just a short time. If not for needing to complete the task from Jinluan Holy Hall, staying longer could have brought great strength to our Qingxuan Bird Clan, making even upper-level forces not just a dream."

Qingxuan nodded slightly, picked up a jar of bloodwater beside him, and gulped it down: "When Jinluan Holy Hall opens again, don’t be too reckless, send word to have our warriors temporarily return to Furious Wind Plain, we await orders from Cang Yuan."

"As long as we uncover the secrets within Jinluan Holy Hall, then these ancient battlefield ruins will belong to us demon pseudo-gods."

"With just a little time, we can grow to an unimaginable level, and by then, Celestial Cloud Path will be in our grasp."

The Qingxuan Bird promptly agreed and quietly left Qingxuan’s sight to arrange tasks as instructed.

Qingxuan leaned back on his throne, his eyes narrowing slightly: "When Celestial Cloud Path is occupied by demon pseudo-gods, I’ll come to settle things with you, Qin An."

To this day, he had not forgotten his grudge against Qin An.

He was merely awaiting an opportunity, and after completing the task, then everything would return to dust.

As he thought of this, Qingxuan was about to take another sip of bloodwater from the jar.

But at that moment, a terrifying roar erupted, and the ground shook violently.

Qingxuan’s eyes suddenly sharpened: "Who dares to come here and trouble the Qingxuan Bird Clan?"

A Qingxuan Bird rushed in hurriedly, crouching low: "Reporting, sir, it’s Qin An, he has come..."