Chapter 1308 - Birth Right (4) (1/2)

'F.u.c.k.i.n.g hell…' Dyon felt that he was swearing a lot more recently, but he couldn't help it. This was too trashy of a situation.

After realizing he had no chance of moving, Dyon used his divine sense to check his surroundings, but he was surprised to find that his range had being cut by almost 80%!

Still, there was no need to continue complain. 20 000km was still more than enough for what he needed. However, the oddest part was that it was more accurate to say that his divine sense was overly compressed. His soul hadn't gotten weaker, it was just that it was more difficult for it to assert its influence on the surroundings.

Putting things into context, if someone other than Dyon came here with peak celestial realm soul cultivation, they would be lucky to see a meter's radius around them. This was yet another testament to the power Dyon's soul held.

'This…' Dyon couldn't believe what he was seeing. The world itself seemed to come right out of a Jurassic park movie minus the dinosaurs. The thick foliage, the heavy air, the endless trees… The powerful and dangerous auras…

In the 20 000km radius, Dyon sensed tens of millions of life forms. As for the number of them he could defeat?... The answer of zero.

This wasn't just a probability matter. Dyon wasn't saying that if he met these life forms that he might not win… No. It was impossible to win. Period.

Dyon couldn't sense any measurable cultivation from these life forms, but it didn't matter in the least. Judging by the power flowing through their veins, he had not a snowball's chance in hell. In fact, even the fact they could move while he couldn't was enough of a testament to what would happen if Dyon met any one of them.

Suddenly, Dyon thought of something terrible.

From what he knew about beasts, they very much liked their own territory. Yet, there wasn't a single life form within the hundred-kilometer radius of him. So… What did it mean for his face to current be stuck in a huge mound of feces?...

'F.U.C.K!'

Dyon was certain that he was in a beast's territory. In fact, he was in a marked den, a place where said beast could lower its guard enough for bowel movements. That meant that any moment now, it could come back!

'Humans?' Dyon divine sense picked up on numerous village-like tribes in the surrounding 20 000km, but that only made his heart drop further.

The fact that humans were confident enough to set up lives here meant that there weren't any notable beasts in the immediate area.

Why was such a seemingly good thing enough to make Dyon's heart drop? It was because of the fact that he was so pathetic that he couldn't even be comparable to some of the weaker beings this world had to offer. How could he be happy about something like that?