Chapter 192 When the Enemy Advances, I Retreat; When the Enemy Becomes Weary, I Strike (2/2)

Zuoqiu Ze chased after them all the way to the miasma-shrouded woods. There, he gradually stopped in his tracks. Crossing this poisonous forest was equivalent to truly entering the Changyin Mountain Range. In the past, his grandfather had repeatedly warned him not to enter this place. Even with the many unnatural phenomena taking place in the mountain range, no one from the Zuoqiu family stepped foot there.

It wasn't because the depths of the mountain range were filled with unknown creatures. The truth was that there seemed to be a terrifying curse there. Rumors had it that many people died in this mountain range during the great war of the Archean Eon, including highly-skilled Immortals.

The build-up of resentment gradually formed a maleficent grand formation, resulting in dark clouds over the mountain range all year round. Those who touched the maleficent energy would transform into grieving spirits roaming the area. They could only reincarnate after finding a scapegoat.

Even though these rumors sounded outrageous, fewer and fewer cultivators entered the mountain range. Fewer still came out alive. Zuoqiu Ze was feeling uncertain but he was fixated on Xiao Chen's treasures. More importantly, if he returned empty-handed this time, he would surely incur mockery from others.

Thinking of this, he clenched his teeth and steeled his will to kill Xiao Chen. He immediately placed protective True Qi on himself and entered the poisonous forest.

Four hours later, Xiao Chen arrived at a wilted forest. He shuttled back and forth the forest in every direction, placing countless Nine Yang Extreme Heat Formations. Murong Xian'er, using her formation proficiency, helped him conceal the formations' power fluctuation.

After completing all these, they looked at each other and broke out into smiles. It was as if they weren't currently being hunted down. Murong Xian'er stuck out her tongue at him. ”That's enough. The bad guy is on his way, you know? Let's leave now, Brother Xiao Chen!” They immediately fled far away.

It didn't take Zuoqiu Ze long to arrive at the wilted forest. The golden brocade that he was wearing was torn in quite a few places. Resentment colored his expression. In the past four hours, he had exchanged blows with Xiao Chen a few times. Each time, Xiao Chen would show up out of nowhere to ambush him and then run away with his strange footwork. This annoyed him immensely.

Holding his Dark Soul Sword, he cautiously entered the wilted forest. He picked up pace after making sure that Xiao Chen wasn't hiding here. Unexpectedly, before he could go far, a loud explosion resounded and the forest instantly combusted into flames. A wave of burning-hot Qi swept in his direction.

He made a backward flip in his shock. However, he stepped on something after landing on the ground, prompting a great force to break out from underneath. This time, the outbreak of power instantly sent him flying. Were it not for his several protective magic treasures, he would have been bombed until he was bruised and bloody.

The explosions resounded one after another, creating countless pits on the ground of the wilted forest. Zuoqiu Ze might have magic treasures and talismans protecting him, but he was nonetheless reduced to a pathetic state this time. Even though he didn't suffer severe injuries, his face was scorched black and his golden brocade was in tatters after all those explosions.

”B*stard! Don't let me catch you or I swear I'll skin you alive!” Zuoqiu Ze was shaking with resentment. He had never been played for a fool in this manner in his entire life. Now, he wanted nothing more than to torment and kill Xiao Chen.

He also noticed that the girl with Xiao Chen had abundant spirit energy despite her apparent lack of cultivation. The girl must have concealed all the formations to prevent him from detecting them.

”D*mn it! Girl, I'll be sure to teach you a good lesson after catching you!” His voice reverberated in the deserted valley, lingering for a long time.

In the distant, Xiao Chen and Murong Xian'er burst into laughter after hearing the noise coming from behind them. She blinked her large eyes and asked, ”Brother Xiao, what does he mean by 'teaching me a good lesson'?”

Xiao Chen knocked lightly on her forehead. ”Forget that. Let's go! We can't let him catch up to us!” Zuoqiu Ze possessed too many treasures and talismans. They must not be caught in a direct confrontation.

Murong Xian'er rubbed her forehead and said to herself, ”Oh, alright then. I'll ask Sister Yan when we get back.”

Thus, they began running again. Less than an hour later, they arrived at the bottom of a particular mountain where a clear spring gradually turned into a brook as it flowed downward. The water was limpid and cool. They refreshed themselves with a few sips of the spring water. An idea hit Xiao Chen and he placed a Nine Yang Extreme Heat Formation in the water.

Murong Xian'er burst into laughter and cast a spell in a well-practiced manner to conceal the energy fluctuation of the formation. They then returned to the shore and ran toward a boulder concealed behind the plants, feeling like they had done something naughty.