Chapter 37

In the forest.

The Lingyi Feihu's massive figure appeared.

A cold smile hung on its face as it arrived in front of Lu Li in one step.

Lu Li stood there quietly, motionless, just looking at the fierce beast army surging in from all directions like a wild tide, a look of mockery on his face.

"Lingyi Feihu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"You were waiting for me?"

The Lingyi Feihu's expression sank.

"You only care about chasing me; you seem to have forgotten what place this is, right?" Lu Li's voice came softly.

The Lingyi Feihu reached out and grabbed.

Its face immediately showed a look of ugliness.

"Pitch-black death mist; this place is actually close to that forbidden land!"

In its hand.

A few wisps of pitch-black mist jumped, emitting an extremely evil aura, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell!

That was exactly the pitch-black death mist!

"Did you discover it? That is my final destination. If you have the guts, then chase me over."

The corners of Lu Li's mouth lifted slightly.

He flashed and retreated suddenly.

Four points of golden light appeared in this forest in an instant, deathly cold, killing without restraint, like ultimate fierce rays, shooting toward the Lingyi Feihu.

"Hmph, you can't escape!"

The Lingyi Feihu was well-prepared.

It snorted coldly, retreated five steps, and waved its hand to break that point of fierce light.

But the other three points of golden light didn't shoot over as imagined; they seemed to be endowed with life, turning in the air and piercing toward three different directions.

"Detestable!"

The Lingyi Feihu roared.

Those three directions were exactly the directions from which its three Martial Spirit-level fierce beast subordinates were rushing over. With the sharpness of this golden light, those three fierce beasts simply couldn't withstand it. If they were all killed, this fierce beast army would have no Martial Spirit-level leader.

With combat power plummeting.

Facing the upcoming battle of Qian Cheng, they probably wouldn't even have the qualifications to participate!

It didn't hesitate anymore.

It abandoned Lu Li directly.

With a wave of its hand, terrifying heaven and earth power flowed, splitting into three and blocking all three points of golden light.

At this moment, Lu Li stepped out and disappeared.

However, his not-so-loud voice continued to echo in this forest.

"Lingyi Feihu, today you forced me like this with your Martial Monarch status; when we meet again, it will be the time I take your head."

"Ah!"

Hearing this.

The Lingyi Feihu roared and immediately pursued.

But the next moment.

It stopped completely.

Its figure arrived before a space shrouded in black mist.

The black mist permeated there quietly, as if it were indifferent to the world, isolating the inside from the outside and forming two completely different worlds.

Darkness, deathly silence!

Leaving no vitality!

That was the only eternal color inside.

"Jiemie Ghost Ridge!"

The Lingyi Feihu spat out this name with hatred.

This was a land of death!

Legend has it that this place was the giant battlefield where humans and fierce beasts first fought. In that battle, both sides suffered countless casualties, blood flowed like a river, making this place a huge burial pit!

As time passed!

More and more corpses piled up here!

The death Qi gradually condensed, slowly turning into pitch-black death mist, completely shrouding this region.

In this pitch-black death mist, there is no vitality, all power does not last, and what is even more terrifying is that the death mist inside can erode vitality; even a powerhouse as strong as a Martial Monarch cannot withstand it.

And once eroded by the death mist, at best it affects the foundation of cultivation, making it impossible to advance any further for life!

At worst, body and soul perish!

After countless fierce beasts kept losing their lives inside.

This place became one of the forbidden lands in this endless wilderness!

Fierce beasts stop here!

Daring not to get any closer!

The Lingyi Feihu could never have imagined that the human kid would voluntarily flee into here to escape, simply seeking his own death.

"Hmph, once you enter this place, martial dao ceases to exist; no matter how strong your talent is, you are just a piece of trash. How can you come to find me for revenge?"

A few sneers appeared on the Lingyi Feihu's lips.

It flashed and disappeared.

It had more important things to do.

A piece of trash about to die was no longer worth its time.

Jiemie Ghost Ridge!

Amidst the vast pitch-black death mist.

Lu Li moved forward with difficulty.

Not long ago, to escape from the Lingyi Feihu, he had exhausted all the power in his body, relying on the fused Thousand-fold Talent to condense four points of golden light in one breath.

Those four points of golden light might not be as powerful as one, but they were enough to kill ordinary Martial Spirit-level powerhouses.

Lu Li knew very well.

Even if he fused those four points into one, it wouldn't be enough to defeat a Martial Monarch.

In that case, it was better to disperse them!

Attack when unprepared!

Escape while it was busy blocking.

Sure enough, his goal was achieved, and he fled here at the critical moment when he was about to be surrounded.

However...

"Although I escaped, it seems there is an even greater crisis hidden here."

Lu Li couldn't help but frown.

This Jiemie Ghost Ridge existed in the endless wilderness; he had never heard of it before, and the reason he fled here was entirely out of desperation, following Ouyang Sheng's guidance.

Now, he seemed to have truly escaped the encirclement of the fierce beast army.

But the deathly silent environment here made him even more worried.

From the moment he stepped into this Jiemie Ghost Ridge, his surroundings were shrouded in pitch-black ghost mist; that ghost mist was extremely strange, as if it were pervasive, constantly drilling into his body.

If he hadn't sealed all his pores and senses in time, he would have been eroded by this ghost mist by now.

But even now, he couldn't hold on for long.

The origin within his body had long been exhausted, and he was seriously injured; even the power required to seal all his pores and senses was difficult to provide.

More importantly!

The ghost mist here seemed not only to invade through pores and senses.

They could also invade every cell of the human body!

Although this process was extremely slow, it was still detected by Lu Li; the ghost mist swirling around him was constantly eroding the outermost layer of cells in his entire body.

Once they broke through the cells' own defenses!

The vitality within his body would be instantly eroded!

"Hoo!"

Lu Li took a deep breath.

No wonder the Lingyi Feihu and those fierce beast armies dared not chase him in; with the strangeness of the pitch-black ghost mist here, if there wasn't someone like him with ultimate control over his own power, sealing his senses and pores in time, even a Martial Monarch powerhouse would be eroded instantly.

"That Ouyang Sheng really introduced a good place!"

Lu Li gave a bitter smile.

Fleeing here naturally allowed him to escape the fierce beasts' pursuit.

But with his current terrible physical condition, he feared it wouldn't be long before he died under the erosion of this pitch-black ghost mist.

"Can't go on like this!"

Lu Li made a prompt decision.

Letting the pitch-black ghost mist shroud his entire body!

In his mind, the Thousand-fold Talent was pushed to the limit, countless information from the pitch-black ghost mist outside surged into his mind, constantly arranging and combining, looking for weaknesses, deducing that glimmer of possibility for resistance.

Finally, at a certain moment.

Lu Li opened his eyes suddenly.

He had already found a way to survive!

(End of chapter)