Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 962

The Wind Roar Formation

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Grand Master Lingbao stroked his beard and said, "I have an old friend at Eight Treasures Cloud Light Cave on Nine Tripod Iron Fork Mountain. This treasure is currently in the hands of True Man Du'e. I'll write a letter, and Ziya can send one civil official and one military general to borrow it. Once we have it, the Wind Roar Formation will be easy to break."

Jiang Ziya immediately ordered San Yisheng and Chao Tian to take the letter and set out. They traveled day and night without rest, heading straight for Nine Tripod Iron Fork Mountain.

The two bade farewell to Xiqi and took the main road. After more than a day, they crossed the Yellow River and hurried on for several more stages before finally reaching the foot of the mountain. They saw:

Peaks rose from the earth and pierced the blue sky; sheer cliffs touched the heavens and severed the clouds' paths.

Strange rocks crouched like tigers, while ancient pines hung upside down like dragons.

Birdsong rang out from the ridge, clear and crisp; plum blossoms bloomed beside the cliffs, their cold fragrance rich.

Stream water washed over stones, cold to the marrow; dark clouds pressed ominously over the mountaintops.

Mist rolled like fluff, and the wind was bitter; tigers roared through the deep valleys, shaking the forest.

Crows circled the branches with nowhere to roost; wild deer raced along the paths, unable to find shelter.

Travelers could barely move their feet here, walking with furrowed brows and knitted faces, shielding their eyes as they went.

After paying their respects to True Man Du'e, they presented the letter. The True Man saw that the Tianji had already revealed itself and readily agreed. He immediately took out the Wind-Calming Pearl and gave it to them. On their

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