Chapter 84: Elite-Level Da Zhen Feng!

Buzz—buzz—buzz!

Accompanied by a series of buzzing sounds, the Da Zhen Feng flew to Lin Mo's side.

A pair of eyes stared tightly at the distant Rice Spoon Snake.

"What could be so attractive to the Da Zhen Feng?"

From Lin Mo's knowledge of the Da Zhen Feng, it's clear it craves the Rice Spoon Snake.

At that moment, the Rice Spoon Snake ignored the bloodied wound on its belly.

Whoosh—, it lunged toward the foul mud.

"What a pity!"

Lin Mo patted the Cat Boss's head, sighed: "Three Elite Level Little Spirits, if well coordinated, defeating the Rice Spoon Snake wouldn't be a problem!"

Unfortunately, without a trainer's command, they each fought alone.

They were swallowed one by one by the Rice Spoon Snake.

Seeing the Rice Spoon Snake's belly split open, its flesh hanging, barely alive, the Cat Boss beneath leapt.

Streaks of blinding lightning instantly struck the Rice Spoon Snake.

"Crackle!"

How could the badly wounded Rice Spoon Snake endure such a powerful lightning assault?

It convulsed continuously, its massive body further paralyzed by the electricity.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, the Da Zhen Feng whooshed away.

It dove straight into the Rice Spoon Snake's turned‑out belly.

"This..."

Looking at the scene before him, Lin Mo's face showed astonishment.

He never expected the Da Zhen Feng to plunge into the Rice Spoon Snake's belly like this.

"Sizzle!"

The Rice Spoon Snake kept shaking its body, emitting a hysterical, terrible scream.

The commotion also disturbed the Demon-Masked Man nearby.

"Rice Spoon Snake?"

He stared at the Snake's miserable state and shouted, "Who are you!!!"

Soon, the man also turned his gaze toward Lin Mo on the shore.

Unfortunately, Lin Mo wore a Black Market hood.

He could not discern Lin Mo's identity at all.

"Earth projection!"

At that moment, a cold, indifferent voice suddenly rang out.

The crimson Fire Dragon instantly clutched the Fire Beast's body.

"Whoosh!"

It turned into a red afterimage and instantly flew into the air.

The Fire Dragon's speed was extreme, reaching midair.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene.

The Demon-Masked Man, realizing his situation was hopeless, tossed a Spirit Ball.

"Ding‑dong! A Little Spirit Double‑Gas detected 100 meters ahead!"

【Double‑Gas (Poison)】

【Level: LV35 (Elite Level)】

【Trait: foul odor】

【Skills: Smoke Removal, Mud Attack, Malicious Pursuit, Murky Mud, Smoke, Hot Wind, Self‑Destruct】

【Potential: Elite Level】

"Self‑Destruct!"

The man appeared very decisive.

Instantly, a surge of raging white light poured continuously from the Double‑Gas body.

"Boom—boom—boom!"

Accompanied by a harsh roaring sound.

Under a powerful explosion.

It also lifted the poisonous water in the toxin pool.

The White‑Haired Spirit Guard Captain shouted, "Not good!"

It's no wonder the White‑Haired Guard Captain was so panicked.

The Elite Level Poison-type Little Spirit's Self‑Destruct power could surpass the full force of a Quasi Celestial King Little Spirit.

If one's own Fire Dragon truly received the Earth projection,

it would certainly be heavily damaged.

"Retreat!"

The White‑Haired Guard Captain hesitated not at all and hurried back.

"Next, lala!"

A spray of turquoise poison spread across the ground like rain.

It hit the ground, emitting a series of harsh corrosive sounds.

"Damn it!"

The white‑haired elf guard captain muttered darkly, staring at the scarred ground.

And the Hunting Spirit Organization members who had long vanished.

"Roar!"

The fire‑breathing dragon beside him let out a low growl, flapping its wings vigorously.

It too appeared utterly furious.

Hundreds of meters away.

Lin Mo gazed at the Da Zhen Feng before him, its body exuding a faint purple aura.

Drops of pale violet poison dripped continuously from its mouthparts.

Upon close inspection, one could even see strands of flesh and blood within its mouth.

"Ding‑dong! Little Spirit Da Zhen Feng detected five meters ahead!"

【Da Zhen Feng (Poison Type/Insect Type)】

【Level: LV30 (Elite Level)】

【Trait: Sniper】

【Skills: Insect Bite, Poison Needle, Ravage, Spit Silk, Chain Slash, Grinding, Gather Qi, Poison Liquid Impact, Malicious Pursuit, Poison Spines】

【Potential: Heavenly King】

Hearing the System Prompt Sound beside his ear, Lin Mo widened his eyes.

He never expected his Da Zhen Feng's power to have broken through to Elite Level.

Consider how little time had passed.

"Pat—" a sound rang out as the Da Zhen Feng let out a big belch.

Its originally silver‑white steel needle was now cloaked in a purple aura.

"Perhaps by absorbing this deadly toxin, the Da Zhen Feng's power can be further increased!"

Staring at the Da Zhen Feng before him, Lin Mo dared not touch it.

He directly captured it inside a Spirit Ball.

"We need to retreat!"

Lin Mo glanced at the poisonous pool behind him, showed no hesitation, and rushed into the dense jungle.

"Everyone stay alert; don't let any Hunting Spirit Organization member escape!"

"These damned evil organizations have killed so many Little Spirits; they truly deserve death!"

From afar, Lin Mo watched several silhouettes appear at the entrance of the Secret Realm.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mo couldn't help feeling troubled.

If I just passed like this, I might be caught and dealt with as a Hunting Spirit Organization member.

Suddenly, a familiar figure nearby caught Lin Mo's eye.

Wang Nianwan

Wang Nianwan lowered his head, sighing dejectedly: "Ah, he can't be dead, can he? The captain and the Hunting Spirit Organization members are fighting over there!".

In Wang Nianwan's mind, although Lin Mo's strength was decent, he couldn't survive the aftermath of such a fierce battle.

"Wang Nianwan!"

Lin Mo hurried over, arriving behind Wang Nianwan.

"It's you!"

Seeing the familiar Black Market hood, Wang Nianwan's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly said, "You're alright, that's really wonderful!".

"Uh!"

Lin Mo awkwardly scratched his nose: "Wang Nianwan, I have something I might need to ask of you!".

"Ask me?"

Wang Nianwan furrowed his brows slightly, and for a moment didn't understand Lin Mo's words.

"Take me out of this Secret Realm!"

Lin Mo didn't hesitate and stated his intention outright.

"This..."

Wang Nianwan glanced at Lin Mo, then at the nearby Secret Realm light sphere.

He then nodded vigorously.

"However, you need to take off the Black Market hood!"

"After all, wearing the Black Market hood, they'll definitely inspect you!"

Listening to Wang Nianwan's words, Lin Mo thought briefly.

Wang Nianwan was indeed correct.

Lin Mo smoothly took off the Black Market hood.

"Ah!"

Wang Nianwan exclaimed, "You're so young, are you in university?".

"..."

Lin Mo glanced at Wang Nianwan and said lightly, "Senior year!".

"???"

Wang Nianwan opened her mouth, for a moment actually not knowing what to say.

Lin Mo pointed at the light cluster of the Secret Realm in the distance, asking, "Can we leave now?"

"Mm-hmm!"

Wang Nianwan belatedly realized, nodding repeatedly.

Following behind Wang Nianwan, the path was actually smooth and unobstructed, and they soon arrived at the entrance of the Secret Realm.