[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades":3,"chapter-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-164":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Endless Winter: My Camp Infinitely Upgrades",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2266590,4425,"Chapter 164","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-164",164,"\u003Cp>Humans cannot withstand the daytime cold primarily because of the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun in the Ice Abyss world clearly has a problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its light carries an icy, bone-chilling chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary human skin cannot resist it—stand under the sunlight for even a few breaths, and the cold rays will pierce through the skin, freezing the blood inside, ending in death as an ice statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daytime hiding and nighttime activity applies to all humans who haven’t broken through to Cold Resistance level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strange creature behind Mirror Immortal Camp chose this moment, just before nightfall, to unleash this Frost Beast tide—its intent is clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It aims to force them to extinguish the iron furnace’s fire, then wait until nightfall, when the Digging Realm cultivators beneath Mirror Immortal Camp can come forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If they know the iron furnace’s fire attracts Frost Beasts, they must also know the function of those torches!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Green Bamboo Fence was powerful and successfully repelled the first wave of low-level Frost Beasts, the problem is there are simply too many of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excluding the dozens that climbed up the wooden walls to the second floor, at least four hundred Frost Beasts surged into the first floor from all four sides; no more than fifty or sixty fell before the bamboo spikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single glance from Xia Chuan was enough to estimate that over three hundred Frost Beasts were still charging toward him past the Green Bamboo Fence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this number, the distinction between low-level and mid-level no longer matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With only a dozen Digging Realm cultivators and five hundred Woodcutting Realm cultivators, they couldn’t even hold back—if contact was made, this group would be crushed into dust instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan turned to survey the wooden house around him, his expression sinking to its darkest point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After five hundred Woodcutting Realm cultivators on the first floor released their iron chains, all four walls of the house had already been shattered by Frost Beasts;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle between four mid-level Frost Beasts and the wooden pillars had reduced the interior to ruins; the second floor had long since been riddled with holes by the Frost Beasts that had crawled in earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the only part of the house still standing was the central hall’s staircase and the ten-meter radius around it—but even that was on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shi Ping, extinguish the fire, then relight it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last possible moment, Xia Chuan looked up and shouted to the upper floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the second floor, Shi Ping, who was desperately holding off a Frost Wolf, instantly changed expression upon hearing Xia Chuan’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You go up first—I’ll hold here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A great blade slashed in from the right; Luo Yuan ignored the Snow Mane still chasing him and struck the Frost Wolf before Shi Ping, shouting loudly, signaling him to climb up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A great blade slashed horizontally from the right; Luo Yuan ignored the snow-maned beast still chasing him and struck the frost wolf before Shi Ping, shouting for him to go upstairs first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Shi Ping barely holding off two enemies, he knew this wasn’t the time for hesitation—he gritted his teeth, stepped on the crumbling wooden stairs, and climbed to the third floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only intact part of the entire house was the center of the third-floor hall—but the main structure was already unstable, swaying violently and beginning to crack and collapse in multiple places.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the third-floor hall, four to five hundred children huddled together; Lin Wan, Shi Lu, and several female Woodcutting Realm cultivators from the camp stood on the perimeter, shielding the children. When Shi Ping reached the third floor, everyone turned to him in tense anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the central hall of the third floor, four or five hundred children gathered together; Lin Wan, Shi Lu, and a portion of the camp’s felling-stage women stood at the perimeter, shielding the children in the center. When Shi Ping reached the third floor, everyone tensely turned to look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the outer edge, six-year-old Luo An, though visibly nervous, stood like a small adult protecting those inside; seeing Shi Ping, he couldn’t help asking in a clear, high voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Shi Ping had no time to respond—he lunged to the central furnace, tore off his coat, and swiftly smothered the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he pulled his iron-wrought bow from his back, walked toward the west side, and shouted: “Don’t be afraid—we won’t die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo An, Zou Ping, and the other children’s faces lit up with hope at Shi Ping’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the adult women on the perimeter—Lin Wan, Shi Lu, and others—were far less naive; they forced smiles, yet their eyes remained filled with despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many holding infants had begun whispering sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many who held infants began to emit low sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the iron furnace was extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the wooden house, every low-level Frost Beast’s madness vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These Frost Beasts don’t seem as fierce as before!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s night now—they naturally weaken at night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, it’s not just that—they’re not even looking up at the upper floors anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, it’s not just that— they don’t seem to be looking upstairs at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yuan and the others on the second-floor hall felt it most acutely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Luo Yuan—he had already mounted a Frost Wolf, which, despite being slashed multiple times, still dragged its wounds to the staircase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just then, the Frost Wolf froze like a broken machine—its upward charge halted, then it abandoned climbing, turned back, and focused entirely on fighting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It must be the iron furnace—extinguished!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spark of hope rose in Luo Yuan’s heart; he drove his great blade into the Frost Wolf’s spine and turned his gaze toward the western edge of the valley, eyes brimming with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of hope rose in Luo Yuan’s heart; he drove his great blade into the frost wolf’s spine and turned to gaze toward the western edge of the valley, his eyes filled with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Upstairs—get upstairs first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the iron furnace went dark, Xia Chuan on the first floor also sensed it clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: the three hundred-plus Frost Beasts that had crossed the Green Bamboo Fence suddenly froze in place—their madness visibly dimmed, their gazes shifting from the rooftop to the people below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the furnace’s fire out, their target had become humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Xia Chuan’s shout, everyone scrambled for the stairs—but with over five hundred people, even at top speed, they couldn’t all ascend at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at that moment, the Frost Beasts that had frozen a moment ago surged forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spread out—protect the stairs! Hold for just a little while!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan ordered the twelve Digging Realm cultivators—Yuan Cheng, Yue Feng, and others—and positioned himself directly at the western side of the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest quickly scattered, surrounding the five hundred-plus people still climbing the stairs, fending off the few Frost Beasts that had reached them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, Luo Yuan on the second floor, with over fifty Digging Realm cultivators, had struggled desperately to hold back just dozens of low-level Frost Beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here on the first floor, Xia Chuan’s side—himself included—had only thirteen people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet hundreds of Frost Beasts charged toward them—three or four hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could they possibly hold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Snow Mane slammed into Xia Chuan’s chest, its long fangs piercing straight through his right shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan’s vision darkened—he felt the Snow Mane opening its mouth to spit its tongue; his hands twitched slightly, and transparent threads shot from his palms, binding the extended tongue, then yanked it sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Snow Mane was pulled away, but his right shoulder was now useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan gritted his teeth, switched his great blade to his left hand, and slashed horizontally into the beast’s gaping maw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Snow Mane’s mouth split open, the wound extending all the way to the back of its skull; the force of the blow sent its body flying backward four or five meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After slaying the Snow Mane, Xia Chuan’s expression didn’t relax—it tightened further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the Frost Beasts had now surrounded them completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Yuan Cheng, Yue Feng, and the other ten Digging Realm cultivators were also surrounded; not only had his shoulder been pierced, but everyone else bore wounds—most even worse than his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet only half of the five hundred Woodcutting Realm cultivators had made it up the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those still outside were helping them fight the Frost Beasts, but as mere Woodcutting Realm cultivators, their damage was negligible—barely slowing the beasts down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation was on the brink of collapse; Xia Chuan looked up and roared to the third floor:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why isn’t it ready yet? Where’s the fire? Shi Ping, what are you doing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why isn’t it ready yet? Where’s the fire? Where’s the fire? Shi Ping, what are you doing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he roared, a thunderous crash erupted from the western side of the wooden house—the valley entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the western valley, a pillar of flame five to six meters in diameter erupted skyward, soaring over a hundred meters high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the flames shot into the air, every low-level Frost Beast inside and outside the house contracted its pupils—just as they had stared at the iron furnace earlier, their gazes instantly snapped toward the fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant flames leapt into the air, every low-level cold beast inside and outside the wooden house contracted its pupils—just as they had when first entering the house and fixing their gaze on the smelting furnace. In an instant, all their eyes turned toward the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the second floor, a Demon Goat locked in combat with Luo Yuan suddenly whipped its head, using its horn to shove him away, then turned its gaze toward the flames outside the valley—its eyes instantly filled with bloodlust, and without hesitation, it leapt off the house and charged toward the fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Demon Goat was merely a preview—on both second and first floors, every Frost Beast instantly abandoned its fight with Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, and the others, all rushing en masse toward the fire pillar in the western valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third floor, at the western end, Shi Ping still held his bowstring taut; watching the fire pillar over three hundred meters away, he noticed all the low-level Frost Beasts pouring out of the house—his eyes filled with ecstatic triumph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord, Lord’s plan actually worked! Hahaha, the Frost Beasts are leaving, they’re all leaving!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the opportunity to shout and alert everyone inside, Shi Ping finally released the pent-up emotions inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the Frost Beast tide began, he had been the one in charge of the iron furnace—whether shooting arrows with Xia Chuan down the corridor or guarding the stairs with Luo Yuan, his focus had always been on the furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, when he’d suggested extinguishing the fire, he’d indeed forgotten about the wooden pillars—but the more important reason was that he knew there was a hidden backup set by Xia Chuan outside the western valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire pillar over a hundred meters outside the valley? It was a tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unlike ordinary trees, it was studded with hundreds of system-produced small torches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha, good, good, good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the first floor, Xia Chuan watched the once-fearsome Frost Beasts now surging westward like a tide—he burst into loud laughter, repeating “good” three times; the tension that had gripped him for over an hour finally eased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days ago, when a massive wave of Frost Beasts vanished, the moment Xia Chuan sensed the strange creature at Mirror Immortal Camp intended to use the Frost Beasts as a weapon, he had already begun preparing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the current strength of Great Xia, outright resisting a Frost Beast tide was utterly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thickening the perimeter with wood, reinforcing the house with iron, moving the Green Bamboo Fence inside—it was all fantasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only viable solution was to drive or redirect the Frost Beasts away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as with the rodent swarm on the northern slope of the cliff—the final solution had been to drive them off, not fight them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coincidentally, Xia Chuan had noticed a massive tree over a hundred meters outside the valley, over five meters in diameter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mirror Immortal Camp had triggered this Frost Beast tide to force them to extinguish the iron furnace’s fire—so he would turn the tables: extinguish the furnace’s fire, then ignite another fire to lure all the Frost Beasts away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over ten thousand torches had been used—nearly half the camp’s entire stock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fire? Absolutely worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Frost Beasts gone, what comes next is…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold beasts retreated; what came next would be…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan had barely wiped the joy from his face when a thunderous crash echoed from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan had just suppressed the joy on his face when a deafening crash came from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up—and his expression froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tengjiao, Xuezong, Mo Yang, and Shuanglang—four mid-level cold beasts—charged in from four directions, surrounding everyone in the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I forgot—these four mid-level cold beasts are being controlled!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, Xia Chuan had noticed: the instant the forge fire was extinguished, the eyes of the four mid-level cold beasts had reverted from their earlier white, fluid state back to normal blood-red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now their eyes looked no different from those of ordinary cold beasts—but these four beasts showed no interest in the flames outside the valley. They simply stared fixedly at the people inside the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shi Ping, light the fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the cold beasts around the wooden house that could move had already retreated, heading for the large tree on the west side, its branches stuffed with torches. Lighting the forge again now shouldn’t be a problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xia Chuan shouted for Shi Ping to light the fire—worried he wouldn’t understand—he sprinted up the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once it’s out, it won’t be easy to relight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a mocking voice suddenly rang out from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan’s expression froze instantly—not just him, but Luo Yuan, Yuan Cheng, Yue Feng, and every member of the Xia Army hunting team all froze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puff!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Ping’s body shot downward like a cannonball from the third floor. The wooden house was already riddled with holes; Xia Chuan, just reaching the stairs, lunged to catch him—but the force was beyond his capacity. He was thrown back six or seven meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yuan and the others rushed to his side, helping lift Shi Ping. Seeing the boot print on his chest, they instantly realized: the man who had spoken had kicked him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth-digging cultivators on the second floor looked up to the third. Everyone else showed no reaction—but the seventeen members of the hunting team, including Xia Chuan, pupils shrank, their faces frozen as if they’d seen a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>=9+book_bar\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside the forge on the third floor were two people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was He Meng and He Gang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seventeen members of the hunting team remembered clearly: on the twenty-fifth of last month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Gang had been cut in half by Xia Hong’s blade; He Meng had been kicked in the abdomen, then decapitated with a single stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had killed them to avenge the eight wood-cutting cultivators slain at the camp. The scene had been deeply satisfying; the details were etched in their memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two men who had been undeniably dead now stood before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it wasn’t just that…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the night sky, He Meng’s skin even emitted a faint glow—combined with the strength Xia Chuan had felt when catching Shi Ping…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only had they revived—they had broken through to the Cold-Resisting Realm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Xia Hong had already told them the ghostly entity at Mirror Immortal Camp could resurrect the dead,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>knowing and witnessing were two entirely different things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan and the entire hunting team felt their hearts sink to the heaviest depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the other earth-digging cultivators of Great Xia, though unaware of the details, could sense He Meng’s hostility from his demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brothers, come out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Meng shouted toward the valley’s entrance. From the destroyed western valley mouth poured a flood of black-clad men, wielding longbows and greatswords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan glanced back once—and immediately recognized many familiar faces in the front row: all those slain by Xia Hong alongside He Meng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden house had completely collapsed; only the central staircase remained barely standing. Nearly everyone from the Xia Camp had gathered in the small area near the staircase in the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over two hundred Mirror Immortal Camp members instantly surrounded them, all raising longbows, nocking iron arrows, and aiming squarely at the earth-digging cultivators on the second floor—clearly aware that only these people still posed a threat to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The joy of the cold beast tide retreating had barely faded—less than a few dozen breaths had passed—and now they were trapped in this dire situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despair flickered in the eyes of Xia Chuan and the earth-digging cultivators, of the five hundred wood-cutting cultivators, and even of the children huddled on the third floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—I won’t kill you. But…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Meng wore a cruel smile, shifting his gaze from the children to Xia Chuan and the others, scanning them before frowning sharply:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s your filthy leader? Make him come out. Today, if he surrenders and dies willingly, I’ll spare every last person in the Xia Camp—not just spare them, but you’ll all join Mirror Immortal Camp from now on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one answered He Meng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the hunting team on the upper floors to the children on the third floor—even the five- or six-year-olds—everyone simply stared at He Meng in silence. No one spoke, but their eyes, filled with hatred, said everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good. It seems you’re loyal to that bastard. Too bad he’s hiding like a coward today—he doesn’t even care about you all…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their reaction enraged He Meng into a bitter laugh. He insulted Xia Hong once more, then turned to the nearest group of children, drew a dagger from his sleeve, and hurled it violently at a child glaring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xia Hong, come out, you coward!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“An’er!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the second floor, Luo Yuan’s face twisted with terror—the child staring defiantly at He Meng was his son, Luo An.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively sprinted upward—but it was utterly futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With He Meng’s strength, even a casually thrown dagger was beyond his reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Ice Abyss, death was a constant companion to humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo An, nearly six years old, understood death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the dagger hurtling toward him, though terrified, he instinctively stepped in front of a younger child beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last possible instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a streak of cold light shot down from above the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a longsword—a longsword every person in Great Xia knew too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slender, one-and-a-half-meter blade fell vertically through the air, its force and speed so extreme it nearly carved a snow-white trail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air current struck the dagger dead center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dagger was pinned straight into the floor by the sword’s tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the force of that falling blade, how could ordinary flooring possibly hold it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only one explanation: the one who threw it used refined technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only needed to pin the dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of Great Xia looked up, their eyes filled with hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Meng and his men looked up too—but their expressions tightened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…… Crack……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the sword landed, a massive explosion echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the valley, the two intersecting rock formations above seemed to crack—countless stones tumbled down, as if the entire structure would collapse at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh…… Ah……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing scream came from above. Xia Chuan and the others frowned in suspicion—until they noticed He Meng and his men now wore expressions of dread. Instantly, their hearts surged with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your strength… how could it… how could it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the scream, the white-clad man spoke weakly—he had realized something he could not accept. His voice trembled with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you come to the valley on purpose to tell me about battle bodies? Lower, middle, upper—look at mine. Which tier does it belong to?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong’s voice echoed from above. Every soul in the Xia Camp’s face lit up with wild joy and excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned upward, filled with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another air-burst echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white figure shot downward like a cannonball from above the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed into the northern valley wall, sinking at least three or four meters. The flying shards of rock pierced the ground—proof of the unimaginable force he had endured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though dust and smoke from the explosion obscured the sky, the eyes of the Xia Camp below burned with heat and hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their line of sight, a right leg pierced through the dust first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came Xia Hong, clad in a black cloak, gasping as he burst from the smoke—having fallen from hundreds of meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leader!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leader, are you alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they saw Xia Hong, all hope in their eyes vanished—replaced by dread and worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Xia Chuan, who couldn’t help sprinting toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong’s black cloak was shredded beyond repair. His entire body was soaked in blood. His exposed left arm was covered in countless fine cracks—like shattered pottery, or parched earth after drought. Beneath the cracks, vivid red flesh was horrifyingly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two wounds marred his left cheek; over a dozen blood holes pocked his chest, oozing crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his thigh bore a large flap of torn flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m fine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his grievous wounds, Xia Hong turned to face them, gave Xia Chuan and the others an approving glance, then forced himself to turn and stare at the cliff wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehehehe… So you found out? So what? Can your forge still be lit? You’re all going to die—you’re all going to die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-clad man leapt from the cliff wall—not even glancing at Xia Hong below—but sprinted straight to the forge on the third floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brothers, kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the white-clad man emerged, He Meng and He Gang’s expressions of worry vanished—replaced by ruthless malice. They shouted to the two hundred-plus Mirror Immortal Camp members surrounding them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four mid-level cold beasts, watching intently, now moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who told you my forge needs someone to light it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong’s counterquestion left the white-robed man, He Meng and He Gang, the two hundred plus from Mirror Immortal Camp, and even the four intermediate cold beasts momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zii... zii... zii...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint hiss of flames igniting made the white-robed man, He Meng, and He Gang jerk violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The extinguished iron-smelting furnace had suddenly reignited out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of warmth rapidly spread across a hundred meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames instantly engulfed the white-robed man, He Meng, He Gang, the four intermediate cold beasts, and the two hundred plus from Mirror Immortal Camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh... ahhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two hundred plus from the outer perimeter of Mirror Immortal Camp were the first to let out horrific screams; their eyes instantly transformed into silver-white fluid, and as the firelight shone longer, silver liquid began oozing from them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, the four intermediate cold beasts showed signs of agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came He Meng and He Gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, even the white-robed man’s expression twisted, his eyes undergoing the same transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3859,"2026-06-19T20:30:15.201Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","edb7406932d5f79e2c171e1bc7c6cf4315edbf4b364bf14772a221819550ee0a","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-165","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-163",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fendless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-cover.jpg"]