Chapter 171 - Departure
The small world was on the verge of opening. As it opened, it became more and more dangerous because the indigenous species would go on their final violent hunt to harvest blood and flesh.
The exit was destined to be dyed in a field of blood since there would certainly be powerful individuals who blocked it in order to start their massive killing sprees.
Even though the exit was large and very difficult to guard, it was still fraught with dangers. No geniuses dared to act carelessly as they preserved their strength for the inevitable.
The night was tranquil. The little guy’s group practically all made breakthroughs and gained enormous benefits. The moon was still hanging in the sky when the horizon lit up, and a golden fog rose.
The divine blanket flew outwards. Everyone was well-behaved and did their part. No one carelessly looked around for opportunities, because the closer it was to the final moments, the more careful they needed to be; a single slip up might make them lose their lives.
Sure enough, massacres were happening within the mountain ranges and plains. The indigenous species rampaged about, chasing and killing many geniuses; they created a huge slaughter.
There were many humanoids living within this small world. Whistling sounds rang from between the rivers and mountains as fog erupted from beneath them. These humanoids were more cruel than vicious beasts. They weren’t really human because they were born with horns and wings.
Many geniuses were killed because they were too young. Their cultivation realms were not high enough, and had not fully matured yet. However, none of the indigenous creatures felt threatened, because many of them had ages of experience.
These fallen geniuses were once outstanding talents from their respective clans. However, in this congregation of young heroes, all the land their clans ruled did not seem that outstanding anymore.
This time, the mortality rate was extremely high. By now, roughly eighty percent of them had already died, and only twenty percent remained.
Along the way, the ground was stained with blood. The excessive killings they witnessed made them completely silent.
There were several times when the little guy jumped off the Void Beast Skin to lend help to the weak, however, his efforts were futile. If these events continued, this world would inevitably be filled with blood.
“Wu, it’s the people of Rain Clan!”
In the afternoon, the sun rose high up into the air. When they passed by a large pond, the big red bird’s eyes caught sight of two individuals. One was a middle aged man, and the other was a white-bearded elder; these two were precisely Yu Kun and Yu Wencheng.
“It’s really them!” The Nine-Headed Lion, who had just broken through as well, widened its eyes. Before the little guy had a chance to speak, it jumped straight off the divine blanket and charged towards the two individuals. Back when these two attacked the little guy, the Nine-Headed Lion was almost killed as well.
Yu Kun and Yu Wencheng were apprehensive. They had remained in this small world for too long. As restricted, although their strength were originally very strong, they didn’t want their graves to be in this place.
So far, apart from Yu Zimo[1] who went to search for Shi Yi, the rest of their clan’s seniors had all died. This made them very anxious as they did not know how to explain this to their clan upon their return.
A multicolored yellow light began to surge as the Nine-Headed Lion dove down. This shocked the both of them, because in the brief time between their last encounter, this descendant’s power increased by an entire level.
