Elder Quanâs face changed, and he immediately rushed towards another passage. No way, no way, could it be that guy is still alive?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
I watched him get his acupoints sealed by Chu Tian, sealed at the Wolf Smoke Realm. How could he, at the Holding Core Realm, break it?
It doesnât make sense!
I checked Chen Jiusiâs cultivation, definitely at the Holding Core Realm. At that time, he couldnât even condense Gang Qi. How could he break through Chu Tianâs Gang Qi seal? This, this is unrealistic.
Elder Quan couldnât accept this. Even if you could unlock Chu Tianâs seal, it would take time, right? Plus, youâre still all tied up with ropes. In that cave, there are giant pythons, bats, enough to swallow you whole.
How could you still be alive?
The more Elder Quan thought about it, the more overwhelmed he felt, and the more incredible it seemed. If Chen Jiusi was still alive, it would be the greatest insult to him.
And even if Chen Jiusi was damn lucky and really escaped from that cave, how could he move that boulder?
Even a normal Wolf Smoke Realm wouldnât be able to move that boulder. How could he move it, how is that possible?
Unless!
Elder Quan shook his head and then laughed, "How could anyone like that exist in this world?"
He would need to survive extreme conditions, cross the pond guarded by piranhas, reach the crisis-filled Mist Forest, and then either find a Breakthrough Pill to advance to the Wolf Smoke Realm or refine his own Breakthrough Pill?
But how is it possible, is refining a Breakthrough Pill so easy?
The prescription, the furnace, forty-eight types of auxiliary medicines, three main medicines, plus proficient alchemy technique.
Without any one of these, the task is impossible.
This level of difficulty canât be called Hell Level but rather creating something out of nothing.
Indeed, itâs creating something out of nothing. If Chen Jiusi couldnât do it, how could he accomplish this series of operations?
Even with Elder Quanâs extensive experience, he can only say, heâs seen something remarkable.
Indeed, itâs remarkable, Elder Quan even feels like itâs a dream. How could anyone accomplish so many unbelievable things?
However, no matter what, someone definitely escaped, along with the White Tiger King of the Mist Forest. Who exactly is it?
Is it really Chen Jiusi?
Until now, Elder Quan is unwilling to admit that the one who escaped was Chen Jiusi, because it was just too bizarre.
Elder Quan pursued far along another path.
Once he hurried out, Chen Jie and the White Tiger emerged from the Mist Forest and headed in the direction Elder Quan had come from.
This is what it means to hide in plain sight, Chen Jie was just hiding under Elder Quanâs nose, and Elder Quan didnât notice him.
Itâs not that Elder Quan is incompetent, but Chen Jie used reverse thinking.
Who would think someone would escape from the Mist Forest, only to turn back again.
Thus, Chen Jie watched as Elder Quan quickly disappeared along another unknown route.
Just earlier, Chen Jie considered taking the White Tiger along another path, but quickly realized it was a bad idea. If he followed this direction, Elder Quan would surely react first and pursue him.
Indeed, his strength has improved, but even then, heâs just a Martial Artist at the Wolf Smoke Realm.
And Elder Quan is a supremely skilled expert at the Dragon Realm; if he chased immediately, what could he do? Could he outrun a Dragon Realm master?
Impossible.
So Chen Jie simply dove back into the Mist Forest until Elder Quan left.
Chen Jie then proceeded along the path Elder Quan came from, which was the best way to escape for him.
Following the path Elder Quan came from, Chen Jie and the White Tiger encountered a patrol soldier resting at the entrance of a cave, the same one who was frightened earlier.
The patrol soldier was there, carefree, humming a tune, feeling quite comfortable, until he suddenly saw a man approaching with a large tiger.
His legs immediately went numb.
"You, you..."
Chen Jie looked at the patrol soldier and smiled, "Taking a break?"
The patrol soldier said, "Where, where did you escape from?"
Chen Jie replied, "You see, if you hadnât asked, I would have pretended I didnât see you, but now, youâve insisted on asking, itâs troublesome."
The patrol soldier wanted to say more but suddenly, a tiger pounced, smashing his head to bits with one swipe.
Chen Jie didnât linger, and went off with the White Tiger, swaggering along.
After walking for a long time, they finally reached the end of the cave, leading to a vast forest, with gray mist swirling halfway up.
Unexpectedly, this was within the gray mist, and within that mist, lay the Dragon Vein.
No wonder they couldnât find the Zoroastrian Sectâs headquarters; they had built it within this gray mist, greatly reducing the risk of discovery, as the mist forbids entry to most.
Thinking about this, Chen Jie went down the mountain road.
Looking around, Chen Jie suddenly saw a group of laborer-looking people pulling carts uphill, guarded by Zoroastrian Sect disciples with swords.
They seemed to be transporting something.
Seeing this, Chen Jie paused, quickly detoured, and silently reached the front of the convoy with the White Tiger.
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
Urged the soldiers of the Zoroastrian Sect, and suddenly, there was a smack sound as a frail old man fell to the ground.