Chapter 231 - Tragic
The primordial forest was a hundred times more dangerous than the Cang Lang Mountain Range!
Any random demon beasts here were pure-blooded ferocious beasts that could scare off Nascent Souls who did not dare to take them head on.
Escaping in the midst of the chaos, Su Zimo bent down and used all his limbs to slither through the dense forest nimbly like an anaconda.
In such an environment, Su Zimo’s chances of survival were far greater than other cultivators of the same level!
Because… to a certain extent, Su Zimo was a demon as well!
He knew the habits, methods and the laws of survival in the jungle.
Initially, Su Zimo was somewhat worried that Night Spirit might run amok.
It was true that Night Spirit had killed a Golden Core spirit demon back in Dongling Valley.
Let alone a primordial forest!
It was easy for them to enter, but getting out was far from simple!
Psst! Psst!
In the forest, a centipede that was more than ten meters long and as thick as a water bucket slithered forth. It was red all over, moving its thousands of feet with a ferocious gaze.
Charging into the crowd, the red centipede sliced the formation into two once more.
Powerful beasts appeared continuously from the forest, most of them pure-blooded ferocious beasts. Su Zimo had no way of fighting and could only flee in the chaos.
In such a forest, even Nascent Souls were useless.
They were fleeing all the same at the sight of the pure-blooded ferocious beasts.
Su Zimo found it hard to imagine what kind of terrifying existence he would encounter if he really entered the primordial ruin!
It was too tragic!
There were more than 30,000 cultivators who had entered this forest. Now, there were a mere few thousands left and the others were doomed to be buried in this forest!
If they were down to a few mere thousands just by crossing this forest, how many of them would survive till the end?
…
About fifty kilometers away from the primordial ruin, a huge pitch black crow flapped its wings and sped over like lightning.
A middle-aged man wearing blood robes sat on the crow.
That was the Blood Crow King and Blood Crow Palace’s Lord!
“Oh?”
The Palace Lord frowned gradually and his gaze shimmered after he deployed the tracking secret skill.
“What’s wrong, master? Did that Su Zimo hide in Jishui River again?” The Blood Crow King asked.
“No.”
With a grim expression, the Palace Lord furrowed his brows and grit his teeth. “That lad is about to enter that area!”
“Ah?”
The Blood Crow King did not understand and froze for a moment.
After a brief moment, the Blood Crow King came to a realization as a look of fear flashed in its eyes. It asked in a testing manner, “That area?”
“Yes,” The Palace Lord nodded.
The Blood Crow King analyzed, “That lad has a motive. He’s probably trying to lure you there. You must not fall for it, master.”
Pausing for a moment, the Blood Crow King continued, “Furthermore, what sort of a place is that? Even Nascent Souls and Void Reversions might not be able to escape unscathed. A mere Foundation Establishment like him is bound to die in that place!”
“That lad is very scheming.”
The Palace Lord said with a sullen expression, “This is a plot! Even if I know his intentions, I have to go! Even if he dies, I have to see it with my own eyes!”
“Master, you must be careful. You must not be rash…”
“It’s alright. This is quite a brilliant plot. It’s just a pity he missed something.”
The Palace Lord waved it off and scoffed coldly, “He does not know my identity nor does he know what lies within that area. As a last resort, even if we alarm the existences there, given my identity, I should be able to escape fully without any problems.”
“Let’s go! I want to see where else that Su Zimo can escape to!”