My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 189 - 189: Don’t Speak, Kiss Me!

Chapter 189: Don’t Speak, Kiss Me!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the fifth obstacle, the competition among the various groups had reached its peak.

A colossal tree person clung to the rocks with one hand while the other hand, transformed into a knotted wood fist, struck at a white bone giant.

The cultivators of the Jade Bone Sect were equally unyielding.

The white bone giant planted its feet firmly in the rock wall and pulled a sharp, jade-like rib from its chest, using it as a blade.

The bone blade sliced off the tree person’s hand while its other arm collided with the tree person’s remaining limb.

On the arms of the bone and tree giants stood a cultivator from each sect, wielding wooden swords and engaging in combat.

The other groups were in similar situations, fighting and scrambling for the Five Elements spiritual fruits while also climbing upwards, not neglecting the main task.

The battlefield was chaotic with mystical light flashing everywhere, yet everyone consciously avoided damaging the Five Elements vines on the rock wall, as damaging them would result in point deductions.

At the commentator’s booth.

The male commentator enthusiastically declared, “Ladies and gentlemen, as we can see, the first to break through this obstacle and head towards the sixth are the contestants from the Great Light Sect!”

“They only collected a few Five Elements fruits, indicating their strategy to rush through the obstacle and secure the first place based on speed, aiming for victory in this competition!”

“Following them are the contestants from the thirteenth group, who also did not collect many Five Elements fruits.”

“For them, extra points are of no use. The greatest value of this competition lies in the journey itself.”

“The vegetable and valley people groups are also moving quite swiftly,” said the female commentator.

“Unlike the first two groups, these contestants used their early lead to avoid competition and secured a substantial number of Five Elements fruits. They must have scored well in this obstacle.”

There was a long stretch of track between the fifth and sixth obstacles, a rare moment of tranquility in the race.

The contestants re-entered the track without attacking each other.

At this stage of the competition, except for the three groups that received energy supplies, the rest were running low on magical crystals and had to be economical.

Moreover, to defeat opponents, it was better to strike within the obstacles.

It was worth mentioning that after the previous obstacles, two groups had been eliminated, and among the remaining eleven, five had used their one revival opportunity.

The six teams that hadn’t been eliminated even once included Lu Xuan’s group, the Buddhist and Daoist groups, the dragon and phoenix groups, and the Great Light Sect.

The Jade Bone Sect cultivators and the Tree People, due to their struggle on the cliff, fell together just before reaching the top. With too great a height and unable to fly due to mutual hindrance, they were deemed eliminated by Bifang, the judge, and then simultaneously revived.

The Tree People expressed objections, believing their giant tree person to be lively, tough, and elastic. If both were to fall simultaneously, it would inevitably be the Jade Bone Sect’s vehicle that would break apart.

The Jade Bone Sect also raised objections, arguing that as cultivators, they wouldn’t die from a fall. Moreover, their flying boat, crafted from powerful bones, was surely stronger than a pile of rotten wood.

However, both groups’ objections were overruled, as the criteria for this obstacle were based on the height of the fall, irrelevant of the vehicle’s strength or the cultivator’s realm.

Time passed, and finally, the participants crossed the longest track of the flying boat race, reaching the sixth obstacle.

The sixth obstacle was a forest challenge. Ancient trees, as tall as a hundred meters with aerial roots hanging from their trunks, blocked sunlight, creating vast areas of shade.

Between these ancient trees, the ground was spacious, covered with fallen leaves – the designated track for the participants.

It appeared quite ordinary.

“This area is a no-fly zone,” deduced Ao Sheng from within the Ice Dragon vehicle.

“Is the ground beneath the leaves… a mud swamp?” Lu Xuan speculated from inside the bronze coffin.

The terrain here was artificially modified by the officials before the race, altering the environment of this obstacle.

“A little mud is nothing to fear,” thought Ao Sheng, undeterred.

At his signal, Ao Yuan piloted the Ice Dragon vehicle into the obstacle.

Just as the vehicle was about to enter the swampy area, a burst of cold, white fog spewed forth, infused with the power of ice.

The Ice Dragon vehicle froze the moisture in the mud beneath it, solidifying the ground and allowing the vehicle to stop firmly on top.

Controlling the fog, Ao Yuan piloted the vehicle as Ao Sheng directed, swiftly moving deeper into the obstacle without lingering. Ten meters into the swamp, the scenario changed.

A tall banyan tree suddenly moved.

Bubbling sounds “pupu” were heard as the aerial roots rooted in the swamp were pulled out.

Dozens, even hundreds of roots, like tentacles, targeted the Ice Dragon vehicle, thrusting down viciously.

By then, both occupants of the vehicle realized something was amiss. Ao Yuan immediately stopped the vehicle while Ao Sheng controlled the Ice Dragon to freeze the ground within three meters around them into solid frozen soil.

White fog enveloped the vehicle, protecting it. At the same time, the dragon head at the front of the vehicle began to turn, with magical light glowing in its eyes and mouth..