If Zhang Tie had not possessed powerful divine sense comparable to that of the late Spirit Transformation stage, completely covering the entire mountain region, he likely would never have been able to locate the hidden fourth-rank demonic beasts in this area.
This was clearly a cage meticulously prepared for him.
Even the sorcery teleportation ability he relied on most seemed to have been accounted for.
Zhang Tie hid deep within the gnarled roots of an ancient thousand-year-old tree, his aura fully restrained. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. Only two days remained before the secret realm's exit opened.
If he missed this opportunity, how long would he be trapped here?
Ten years? A hundred years?
As his thoughts turned, countless plans surfaced and were rejected.
In the end, a clear plan settled in his mind. The instant the exit opened, he would spare no spiritual power and directly deploy the Divine Thunder Soul Annihilation Formation, striking straight at the White Flood Dragon with overwhelming thunderous force!
Success or failure depended on this one move.
If he succeeded in a single strike, he would be free to roam the world. But if he failed... then he would have to rely on teleportation to flee tens of thousands of miles at once and make further plans afterward.
With his mind made up, Zhang Tie hesitated no longer.
Like a shadow melting into the earth, he used the cover of rocks and trees to slowly circle toward the exit from underground.
Only when he reached a naturally formed cave roughly a hundred miles from the exit, providing an excellent hiding place, did he finally stop.
He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, determined to bring both body and mind to their peak condition before the decisive battle arrived.
Two days