Chapter 1892: Chapter 1885: Busted, How Awkward
The Snake King Phantom Profound Beast never expected this group of seemingly ordinary young people to fight like madmen. Normally, even a peak Divine Cultivator struggles to break through his solid energy scales, yet these young humans of only Divine Cultivation Third and Fourth Grade can shatter several scales with a single punch.
After a bout of righteous beating, the Snake King’s corpse turned into points of light and vanished. Since only a few participated in the kill, many completed upgrades directly due to a surge of immense energy.
"Amazing, this Snake King is an absolute boon!"
"Not just for a year or half year, even in ten days or eight months, our strength can rocket up!"
Everyone revealed excited expressions; for them, individually killing such a Snake King was not difficult. In this Endless Land, similar Phantom Profound Beasts must abound, making this truly a prime training ground.
With the Snake King slain, the other Phantom Profound Beasts immediately scattered and fled without a leader.
Zhang Menglong flicked an energy spike from his finger towards a small snake, causing its body to crumble with a miserable shriek.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this old sneaky bastard of a Clan Leader, holds grudges like nothing else!"
"Won’t even spare underage Phantom Profound Beasts, truly amazing."
"Just saying, if it weren’t for that little Phantom Profound Beast, we wouldn’t have had so many prey!"
"Huh? What underage?"
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"Alright, stop messing around," Zhang Menglong said, "Now that we’re in this place, let’s be a bit cautious. What happened earlier serves as a reminder; in the Endless Land, don’t harbor naive thoughts. When you encounter Phantom Profound Beasts, kill them immediately, show no pity."
"Boss, this place seems pretty big, where do we go to find people?" someone asked.
"How would I know," Zhang Menglong rolled his eyes, as if anyone wasn’t here for the first time too. He didn’t know where to find living people either.
"Let’s head in a direction," Zhang Menglong suggested, "The Sect Master said, a large number of people were once trapped in the Endless Land, and the survivor mentioned many human settlements being established here, we are bound to encounter them."
"Hm, isn’t there one now?" Zhang Menglong suddenly sensed a faint energy fluctuation; though very subtle, it was still captured, far away and seemingly engaged in a fierce battle.
"Let’s go check it out, maybe we’ll quickly see living people!" Zhang Menglong immediately flew rapidly towards the direction of the energy.
After flying for about ten minutes, they finally reached the source of this energy.
Zhang Menglong initially thought it must be a human soloing a Phantom Profound Beast, but surprisingly it wasn’t; it was two humans locked in intense combat!
One looked like a man in his thirties, his eyes were red, appearing possessed, and his opponent turned out to be a youth with the appearance of twelve or thirteen years old, both realms around Divine Cultivation Fifth Grade.
Zhang Menglong could sense, that the middle-aged man just looked this age, but his life aura was already very old, whereas the youth was probably only over a hundred years old. At this youth’s age, his realm and strength would definitely warrant being captured for research outside!
"Clan Leader, isn’t that person going crazy?" Everyone observed the middle-aged man, who seemed to fight using beast-like instincts rather than his consciousness.
However, Zhang Menglong was more concerned about the youth, because Zhang Menglong surprisingly didn’t feel the kind of aura infected by Phantom Profound Beast’s power from him!
For someone his age to have such cultivation, it’s absolutely impossible for him to hunt Phantom Profound Beasts, yet the memory fragments from Phantom Profound Beasts hadn’t affected him!
The middle-aged man’s realm was slightly stronger than the youth’s, and entering this frenzied state made him extremely ferocious. The youth was gradually falling into the disadvantage, seemingly about to be defeated within minutes.
"Go help out!" Zhang Menglong said to Wu Yang beside him.
"Alright!" Wu Yang was one of Zhang Menglong’s key members in the Shamate Clan, also the only Martial Artist to advance to Divine Cultivation Fifth Grade currently.
He flickered, directly appearing between the youth and the middle-aged man.
A violent aura surged on the middle-aged man, the muscles on his arm exuding the same purplish-red hue. He raised a fist and launched it at the face of the suddenly appearing young man.
Equally at Divine Cultivation Fifth Grade, Wu Yang merely extended a finger to block the punch.
"Awesome!" The youth’s eyes flashed with astonishment, the middle-aged man’s punch had immense impact; each time he blocked it, his arm was left in pain, yet Wu Yang managed with ease.
However, the middle-aged man didn’t decide to stop there, just as he was intent on launching another attack, Wu Yang’s punch landed first on his chest.
"Boom!" He was knocked down from the air, heavily crashing onto the ground. This punch probably broke three of his ribs, making it hard for him to get up in the short term.
"Forget it, stay quiet for a while!" Wu Yang followed up with a high-pound pressing, kneeing at his head. If he hadn’t held back a little, the middle-aged man absolutely wouldn’t survive.
But this was enough to render him completely unable to resist; his eyes rolled back, with the bloodshot fading, he fell into unconsciousness.
"Hey, did you get hurt?" Wu Yang turned to the boy.
"I... I’m fine..." The boy spoke a language they could understand, "Thank you for your assistance."
Despite the boy’s fierce combat with the middle-aged man earlier, he was already over-exerting himself to barely fend off attacks. In a few more minutes, he might have lost, fortunately Wu Yang timely intervention allowed him to feel aches and slight fatigue now.
"No need to thank me, it was our boss who asked me to help you." Seeing the boy seemed okay, Wu Yang promptly beckoned Zhang Menglong and others over.
"This is my boss." Wu Yang introduced.
"Thank you." The boy politely expressed gratitude.
"You’re welcome; we happened to notice a fight here, saving you was just incidental."
"Oh, I’m Gu Xiao, these are my mates, and the one who just rescued you is Wu Yang." Zhang Menglong could tell this young man was likely easy to communicate with, perhaps he could gather useful information from the youth.
"You can call me Doji."
"Doji, why did that person attack you?" Zhang Menglong inquired.
"Hm?" Doji was stunned, like the question seemed strange to him as if someone asked him why 1+1 equals 2.
"Is my question odd?" Zhang Menglong noticed his puzzled expression.
"Yes, Gu Xiao big brother," Doji replied, "They’re all Fallen Ones; attacking us is normal."
"Fallen Ones?" Zhang Menglong exchanged glances with others, instantly clueness on four faces.
Doji suddenly assessed them from head to toe, having a bold thought, "Gu Xiao big brother, aren’t you folks from outside the Endless Land?"
"Ah? That obvious?" Zhang Menglong scratched his head, "Caught us, how embarrassing!"
