Chapter 915: Chapter 228: Where Did Things Go Wrong? [2-in-1]
The two quickly separated.
Watching Yan Beihan’s figure disappear into a puff of smoke after going thirty feet out.
Even the grass on the ground didn’t sway a bit. A living person, seemingly vanished into thin air.
Fang Che nodded secretly.
This young lady of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect is truly not someone pampered and spoiled, her experience and response in various environments are top-notch!
Even if Fang Che were to do it himself, he might not have done better than her.
Then Fang Che turned, hid behind a tree, and silently moved forward, observing all the way.
Birds, none.
Beasts, none.
Reptiles, none.
Insects, none.
About seventy miles out, Fang Che saw a dead tree.
It was already withered.
He quietly approached, moving the tip of the sword to silently peel open the bark.
"There are traces of an ant nest once existing."
Fang Che’s gaze sharpened.
Since there are traces of an ant nest once existing, then where are the ants?
Fang Che carefully searched, silently turning over a large patch of soil beneath the tree roots, finding nothing.
Judging by the age of the dead tree, it must be decades old. Even if there were ants decades ago, the wind, sun, and rain over so many years would have erased all traces.
Only the dead tree, still standing, preserved some traces beneath the bark.
Fang Che’s eyes flickered, continuing silently forward.
The sound of wings flapping came from the sky, causing Fang Che to frown. Like smoke, he reached the treetop, looking up to see a group of large birds swiftly flying over the forest from a great height.
They moved very quickly.
With absolutely no pause.
These were birds with indescribably colorful feathers.
Fang Che estimated their wingspan to be around ten feet; in the outside world, these would be considered extremely powerful Demon Beasts.
Fang Che was watching.
When suddenly there was a roar from an unknown source.
The roar came from a great distance.
Yet Fang Che still felt dizzy, as if his heart was smashed by a heavy hammer. His vision went dark, his entire body feeling weak, and he nearly fell from the treetop.
Fortunately, he was on a sturdy branch, holding onto a thick branch, preventing a fall.
However... the last seven or eight of the large birds that just flew past, after that roar, fell straight down like broken-winged angels or stones.
A flash of white light.
The falling birds disappeared.
The rest of the flock screamed in terror, desperately flying out of Fang Che’s sight.
Finally regaining strength, the ringing in his ears gone, and his heart no longer pounding.
Fang Che realized he was drenched in sweat, his face itchy, and when he reached up to touch it, it was a handful of fresh blood!
The roar from who knows how far had caused him to bleed from the seven apertures!
What kind of powerful existence was this?
Fang Che felt utterly unimaginable.
Prior to this, the giant pythons he encountered were already the strongest Demon Beasts he had ever met, but compared to the owner of this roar, they were pitifully weak.
Fang Che quietly slid down the tree, beginning to move silently in the agreed direction.
Though he hadn’t seen it, Fang Che felt he’d already discovered why this vast land held no living creatures.
It was that roar.
A Demon Beast so powerful it had claimed this place as its territory. Hence, eradicating all living creatures in this domain!
It must be this reason.
But what kind of existence could manage such a feat? That was unknown.
However, the urgent matter was to find Yan Beihan and quickly return to the lakeside. In case this powerful Demon Beast noticed, they would still have a chance to struggle.
After an hour.
Fang Che circled around for quite a distance, finding Yan Beihan unconscious, bleeding from the seven orifices.
The direction Yan Beihan went was closer to the source of the roar, and under that roar, she had sustained serious injuries.
But after being injured, she didn’t move an inch, nor made any sound.
Instead, she directly laid still.
At a glance, Fang Che could tell that in such a situation, Yan Beihan didn’t dare use even the Space Ring; she could only remain quiet, waiting silently for Fang Che.
This was the best course of action.
Because if an energy fluctuation were detected, it would all be over.
You could tell from how Yan Beihan was lying there, the wild grass underneath her still fluffy, that this was intentional.
If unconscious and falling, losing awareness, some grass would definitely be compressed, but the wild grass under Yan Beihan only showed a kind of gentle pressing, with some broken but not snapped.
This required extreme caution.
"This girl is truly impressive."
Fang Che gently lifted Yan Beihan, letting her lean into his embrace, securely wrapping her with Spiritual Energy to isolate any aura, then took out a Heavenly King Divine Pill, and placed it into her mouth.
This was the reward for Fang Che, the champion of the battle between the younger generations of two sects. Fang Che only brought one bottle this time, containing ten pills.
This was the first pill he had used.
A moment later.
Yan Beihan, with lips tightly shut, gradually woke up. Seeing Fang Che’s face and feeling his chest against her back, she was immediately reassured.
Breathing lightly, she slowly began practicing to recover some strength, then whispered: "Return to the lakeside immediately!"
This matched completely with Fang Che’s judgment.
"Can you walk on your own?"
"Yes!"
