Chapter 2697

Qi Wu and the others watched as these Tree Ghosts fought fiercely over food, and they couldn't help but shout excitedly.

This was probably the first time—faced with Ye Zhangqing's delicious food, watching others eat while they themselves couldn't, they actually secretly cheered.

Although the Flame Martial Tribe folks also really wanted a bite, given the situation, they naturally knew what was more important.

First, we must properly attend to this group of ancestors; that is the top priority.

As long as the green hills remain, we need not fear lack of firewood; if we can return safely to the tribe, later we'll still have chances to eat.

So, even though their mouths kept watering, the Flame Martial Tribe people forcibly held back.

In the forest, numerous Tree Ghosts were fighting fiercely, the scene extraordinarily lively.

Outside the forest, after retreating a distance and rebuilding the blockade, Huoming watched the Black Mist Forest suddenly erupt in violence; at first he was a bit doubtful, but soon he seemed to think of something, and a smug smile couldn't help appearing on his face.

"Haha, they've moved, the Tree Ghosts in the Black Mist Forest have moved—now I want to see what those Flame Martial Tribe dogs can do."

Huoming thought this commotion was caused by the Tree Ghosts in the Black Mist Forest attacking the Flame Martial Tribe people.

Just as his words fell, the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief also arrived with people.

It seems the Black Soul Beast at the canyon entrance has been dealt with, so he promptly brought people to support Huoming.

Upon seeing Huoming, the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief first sized him up, confirmed he wasn't injured, then breathed a sigh of relief and inquired about the Flame Martial Tribe people's situation.

"Where are the people? Didn't catch up?"

I thought they'd let Qi Wu and them escape, but since it's already like this, there's nothing to do; we can only go back and start preparing for the Flame Martial Tribe's retaliation.

Only the Scaled Stone Tribe people beside them had faces as ugly as could be.

They still aren't dead? Isn't that troublesome?

But faced with his father's questioning, Huoming instead gave a cold smile and said.

"Father, rest assured, they didn't run; they went into the Black Mist Forest."

"What?"

As soon as those words were spoken, the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief's face changed, and even the Scaled Stone Tribe people wore complex expressions.

They didn't run; they were blocked—this should have been good news.

But upon hearing Huoming's latter words, this person actually plunged into the Black Mang Mountain Range, and everyone felt strange.

What do these Flame Martial Tribe people mean, are they addicted to digging into the black mountains?

They just rushed out of the canyon entrance, then turned back and went into the Black Mist Forest—what does that mean?

Now this situation seems to have come full circle—they are blocked, but what then?

Just like before outside the canyon, they dare not enter the Black Mang Mountain to risk their lives.

They don't even dare to enter the canyon entrance; facing this even more perilous Black Mist Forest, they dare even less to rush in.

After all, entering the Black Mist Forest means death.

For a moment, no one could tell whether this was good or bad news, and everyone fell into silence.

Facing the crowd's silence, Huoming instead seemed in good spirits, full of confidence, pointing at the Black Mist Forest and saying coldly.

"Father, look at this forest."

"Huh??? What's up?"

He hasn't never seen the Black Mist Forest; aside from not having entered it, he's looked at it many times from outside—it's always like that, pitch black and gloomy.

Seeing his father not understand his meaning, Huoming smiled and explained.

"Father, look at the commotion in this forest—eighty percent it's caused by Tree Ghosts."

"Huh???"

Indeed, the forest is making a considerable din, with thumping booms continuously echoing; normally, the Black Mist Forest interior wouldn't have such a commotion.

After all, when no outsiders enter, the Tree Ghosts inside the Black Mist Forest are almost always quiet, lurking in the dark.

Right now this commotion is definitely off.

At that moment, Huoming also continued speaking.

"Father, this must be the Tree Ghosts sensing the existence of those Flame Martial Tribe dogs and already acting against them."

"You know how strong the Tree Ghosts are; with just Qi Wu and them, they're doomed. As long as we hold this place and don't let them escape, we won't even need to act—they'll bury themselves in the Black Mist Forest."

Huoming was full of confidence.

Even the Tree Ghosts have acted; for those few like Qi Wu, there's no reason to survive—death is certain.

Upon hearing this, the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief also nodded in agreement.

This is indeed true, after all, even if he rashly entered the Black Mist Forest, he would likely be doomed as well.

His strength is comparable to the Flame Martial Tribe Clan Chief, far above that brat Qi Wu.

So, this should be a sure thing.

"Well done, keep strengthening the blockade; absolutely give Qi Wu and them no chance, we must trap them to die in the Black Mist Forest."

The next second, the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief also supported Huoming's plan, ordering continued reinforcement of the outer blockade so the Flame Martial Tribe people have no chance to break through.

They dare not enter the Black Mist Forest, but merely setting up a blockade around its outskirts isn't difficult.

Anyway, those Tree Ghosts won't leave the Black Mist Forest, unlike the Black Soul Beast, which can leave the Black Mang Mountain Range to act outside.

These Tree Ghosts seem parasitic to the Black Mist Forest, unable to leave its range.

So, although these Tree Ghosts are stronger and more dangerous than the Black Soul Beast, actually, as long as you don't court death by entering the Black Mist Forest, there's little danger and they're easier to deal with.

Even if they cause an uproar outside the forest, these Tree Ghosts can do nothing to the people.

With the people brought by the Fire Spirit Tribe Clan Chief, the blockade construction naturally sped up, and before long it was basically done.

And all entrances and exits of the Black Mist Forest were also guarded, ensuring the Flame Martial Tribe people had no chance whatsoever.

After doing all that, Huoming patiently waited for the Flame Martial Tribe people's doom to arrive.

In Huoming's mind, those Flame Martial Tribe people are probably now locked in a death struggle with those Tree Ghosts.

Facing those Tree Ghosts, the Flame Martial Tribe members struggled desperately, but it was still useless; already someone had died at the hands of these Tree Ghosts.

Even if they gave it their all, they could not hold out for long.

As for him, he now needs to do nothing; as long as he guards this place and quietly waits for the Flame Martial Tribe members to die at the Tree Ghosts' hands, it's over.

"Qi Wu, although I couldn't kill you with my own hands, watching you die before my eyes is also very satisfying."

Huoming looked at the pitch‑black Black Mist Forest and said with a cold smile.

Meanwhile, Qi Wu, who was inside the forest, had shifted to a more comfortable spot, leaning against the trunk of a Tree Ghost.

Faced with Qi Wu's reliance, this Tree Ghost not only did not harm him in the slightest, but even actively changed the shape of its trunk to let him lean more comfortably.