Chapter 535 - 391: Long-tailed Thunder Beast, Secret Realm Tribe, Divine Mountain

This place looks just like an ancient, dense jungle.

The wild grass all around reaches up as high as a person’s head, and the massive trees blot out the sun and clouds above.

Lin Chang’sheng doesn’t have time to take in his surroundings—he immediately charges forward, following the blood trail.

If Dugu Yifang escapes, he’ll be nothing but trouble later.

"At least this isn’t the Spirit-Seizing Land—I can still use Primordial Power here!"

Lin Chang’sheng activates his Cloud Soaring Sun Chasing Step, moving at a blinding speed, covering several miles in a single leap.

In no time, he’s reached the end point of the blood trail.

"Gone?"

Lin Chang’sheng frowns—the blood trail leads right up to a lake and then just vanishes without a trace?

Could he have jumped into the lake?

Roar—

Just as Lin Chang’sheng is wondering, a vicious roar of a Demon Beast echoes out from the distant forest.

The Demon Beast’s aura is overwhelming; Lin Chang’sheng has no doubt it’s at least Spirit Beast level—extremely powerful.

After all, the Spiritual Energy here is unbelievably thick—perfect for cultivation.

It’s not surprising for Spirit Beasts to be born here.

"Be careful! This place is anything but simple!"

Right next to him, Gu Shan also senses something is seriously off—even with his Mahayana cultivation, he knows he has to tread carefully, or one careless slip would end in disaster.

Lin Chang’sheng nods, not daring to use his body technique to move fast anymore. He spreads out his Divine Sense, hoping to figure out what’s so strange about this place.

But his Divine Sense has barely reached a hundred feet before it’s blocked from going any further.

Looks like there’s some sort of powerful energy here suppressing the spread of Divine Sense.

"Lucky bastard!"

Lin Chang’sheng can’t keep tracking Dugu Yifang and finally has to give up.

Ever since he entered, Zhu Tianzhi, Dugu Yifang, Luo Shang, and the others have all completely vanished.

With Divine Sense blocked, finding any of them isn’t going to be easy.

"We’d better find somewhere to settle down! It’s daytime now, so maybe there won’t be as many Demon Beasts roaming, but after nightfall, this place’ll be deadly!"

Gu Shan suggests, relying on years of experience. He feels danger everywhere in this place.

At this moment, saving their own lives matters more than anything else.

Lin Chang’sheng naturally agrees. The two of them move out front, Xiaonan—back in her human form—follows just behind.

Their group had only walked away from the lake when suddenly, huge splashes erupted across the surface—a massive Demon Beast rose out of the water.

This Demon Beast had antlers like a deer and the body of a bull, towering over everything like a small hill.

Leaving the lake behind, it started eating the tall green grass lining the shore.

This was a Cyan Heaven Antelope, not overly aggressive.

But that didn’t mean it was harmless—anger it, and it could smash entire mountains flat.

If it didn’t have some real power, it wouldn’t have control of this water source.

Whoosh—

After the Demon Beast wandered off, two people suddenly leapt from the water—it was Dugu Yifang and Luo Shang.

Luo Shang had been a step ahead of Lin Chang’sheng in finding Dugu Yifang, so he’d dragged him into the depths of the lake to cover their presence.

They didn’t emerge until Lin Chang’sheng was gone.

"Thank you, Elder Luo, for saving my life!"

Dugu Yifang clutched his chest and coughed violently as he spoke.

"I’ve only saved your life for now. Who knows if we’ll even make it out alive?"

Luo Shang stared at the distant, imposing Celestial Cyan Antelope with a heavy gaze.

Fortunately, this pool was occupied by only one non-aggressive Demon Beast—if it had been something else, they’d be in real trouble.

Besides, if a single antelope could get so tall and strong, how terrifying might the other Demon Beasts be?

If they ran into one, even with Mahayana-level cultivation, they might not last long.

"If we don’t make it out, that bastard Lin Chang’sheng won’t leave here alive, either!"

Dugu Yifang’s eyes flashed with a cold, murderous light.

He’d been sure that he could kill Lin Chang’sheng this time, but who could’ve guessed things would end up like this?

"We should just find a quiet spot and focus on healing up, huh?"

Luo Shang’s earlier confidence had vanished; now, killing Lin Chang’sheng felt like an impossible dream.

Huff—

But before they’d gone far, a shadowy figure flickered through the trees ahead.

"Who’s there?"

Luo Shang tensed instantly—if Lin Chang’sheng had found them, they’d be dead for sure.

Luckily, the figure wasn’t Lin Chang’sheng, nor was it Gu Shan.

It was an old man in green, hair as white as snow, with a wild beard and a scruffy, unkempt look—clearly hadn’t bothered to take care of himself in ages.

But the powerful aura radiating from the man told them immediately—he was a Late Stage of Mahayana cultivator, just a step away from breaking through to Tribulation Crossing.

"Who might you be, Senior?"

Luo Shang asked in surprise—he hadn’t expected there’d be someone else inside this Secret Realm.

"How did you get into my Scorpion Valley Secret Realm? Where are my Nine Poison Sect people?"

The green-robed old man seemed startled; these two obviously weren’t from his Nine Poison Sect.

How did they get inside this Secret Realm?

The array guarding this place could only be opened by members of the Nine Poison Sect.

Luo Shang instantly realized who this was.

This must be the previous Sect Leader of Nine Poison Sect.

"The Nine Poison Sect has been—has been—"

Luo Shang faltered, putting on an act.

He wanted to pin every crime on Lin Chang’sheng, turning this man against him.

This way they’d gain a powerful ally.

"What’s happened to Nine Poison Sect?"

The green-robed old man’s eyes widened, as if he sensed something horrible was coming.