Chapter 3979: Plan

By then, without resources, it would be hard for Xue'er to improve.

Even if he wanted to teach Xue'er to learn some divine abilities, that was also a very difficult thing.

Xue'er's current strength was still too low; besides learning some military tactics and divine abilities, she had no better choice.

If he let her learn other divine abilities, it would be almost impossible for Xue'er to learn them, and instead, it would waste too much time.

At this instant, Wu Feng felt somewhat helpless in his heart; wanting to find ordinary resources to help Xue'er cultivate was truly a very difficult thing.

If they were in the Heavenly Court, he could just take an elixir of decent grade to exchange, and he could obtain a large amount of resources.

But now they were in the territory of the Demon Race and had no way to go back, let alone exchange for resources.

I do not know how much time had passed, but Wu Feng suddenly stopped, and a helpless expression could not help but appear on his face.

Up until now, he had only discovered some very ordinary demon techniques and poisonous insects, yet there would be no inner cores in their bodies at all.

At this time, Wu Feng suddenly felt that he had been away from the great hall for a while.

However, he was surprised to find that he had no way to distinguish the direction.

Before, he could still vaguely feel the general direction of the great hall, but now he had lost even a bit of his sensory ability.

This made his heart feel somewhat panicked; after all, this was not a good thing, but instead a bit terrible.

Because he knew that once he lost his direction, wanting to go back would be an incomparably difficult thing.

If he could not find the others, he might be in danger, or others might encounter huge trouble; these were all possible.

At this instant, Wu Feng began to feel some regret in his heart; even if he thought this way, there was no way to change anything for now.

Now he was thinking of returning, so after he made up his mind, he turned and left directly, walking in the opposite direction.

However, after using the same amount of time, he found that he still had no way to find the location of the great hall, and even the concentration of the surrounding poisonous gas was about the same as before.

This meant that he was now trapped in some place and had no way to escape.

"How helpless; I did not expect to encounter such trouble, and I am a cultivator at the Quasi-Saint level."

"If my disciple Xue'er knew about this, would she laugh at me?"

Suddenly, such a thought appeared in his mind, and even he himself did not know how to explain it.

However, very quickly, he withdrew his mind, no longer thinking about those things, and cast all those distracting thoughts out of his mind.

For him, the thing he needed to do now was to return to the previous place as quickly as possible; he tried to do so for the next few days.

But in the end, he found that there was no way to find it; for a time, Wu Feng finally chose to give up, feeling that continuing to do so had no great meaning.

However, these poisonous gases could indeed isolate the sensory ability of any immortal, which made him very surprised.

In the area he had entered before, he could more or less feel some aura, but now even a bit of aura had disappeared.

And during this period, he kept changing directions; up until now, Wu Feng was dizzy and disoriented.