Damn It, That Old Bastard Has No Honor—A Sneak Attack

Su Xuan lay sprawled on the ground, unwilling to think any further.

Wood Spirit returned with an oddly amused expression.

"You'd never imagine what happened."

Su Xuan did not want to move. "What is it? The Golden Dragon King's aura should have suppressed them pretty strongly."

Wood Spirit shook his head. "Do you know what that fog actually was?"

"What was it?" Su Xuan grew curious.

"It was all produced by those red-eyed monsters."

Su Xuan said nothing, waiting for Wood Spirit to explain.

"Those red-eyed monsters were born from resentment, and that fog was all the yin energy they exhaled and inhaled. In other words, it was both their metabolic waste and their food."

"Think about it. A type of monster eats something, expels it, then eats it again. Isn't that interesting? The world is truly vast—there's nothing too strange in it."

Wood Spirit was marveling at the wonders of the world.

"Bleurgh."

Su Xuan had already vomited in disgust. As a boy with a slight germophobia, even when surviving in the wilderness, he tried his best to bathe every day.

And now he was being told that the forest he had just been in was filled with tiny particles of excrement from those Red-Eye Disease Patients.

"Bleurgh."

Su Xuan vomited again. It was fucking disgusting. He wanted nothing more than to wash out his entire stomach and intestines.

Looking at the thoroughly disgusted Su Xuan, Wood Spirit suddenly discovered this guy's weakness—his cleanliness obsession.

So Wood Spirit began to ponder—how to secretly deal with a man obsessed with cleanliness without being discovered.

As if Su Xuan possessed the divine ability to read minds, he looked at the contemplative Wood Spirit and roughly guessed what it was thinking. He warned, "If you dare try anything, I'll kill you even if I have to endure the disgust."

Wood Spirit gave an embarrassed smile. "How could I? We're good brothers who signed a Soul Contract. How could I possibly make a move against you and consider using your cleanliness obsession as a breakthrough point? That's impossible."

Su Xuan stared straight at Wood Spirit. Damn, you've taken all the bamboo shoots off the mountain.

Su Xuan ignored Wood Spirit and began observing the forest now devoid of Red-Eye Disease Patients.

Mm, it really was a forest. It was indeed gloomy and sinister. Su Xuan nodded.

Su Xuan and Wood Spirit continued onward.

It seemed that all the ghosts and savage beasts on this mountain feared the Golden Dragon King's aura.

The route up the mountain went remarkably smoothly for Su Xuan and Wood Spirit.

After walking for nearly two hours, Su Xuan came to a stop.

Wood Spirit's expression likewise turned solemn.

Su Xuan said softly, "The spell I left at the entrance has been triggered."

"The vines I left behind have also issued a warning."

Man and tree exchanged glances, their expressions grave, and spoke in unison: "Someone has arrived outside."

Wood Spirit looked at Su Xuan. "My vines can only give a warning. I can't determine the level of the newcomer's strength."

Su Xuan shook his head. "My spell is weak too. I also can't tell how strong they are, but one thing is certain: this person is definitely not weak."

"In only two hours, given this place's location and the territories surrounding it, calculating based on the normal travel speed of a Soul Emperor, this person is at least a peak Soul Emperor."

Su Xuan's expression was grave. This was definitely not an opponent they could handle.

Besides, what was strange was that, in a secret realm containing the tomb of such a powerful deity, they had yet to see any particularly strong ghosts or savage beasts.

"We need to speed up," Su Xuan said quietly.

Wood Spirit nodded in agreement. It was a tree spirit that knew its limits.

At the foot of the mountain stood a burly man covered in a thick beard, built like an iron tower.

He muttered, "This is where the abnormal phenomenon occurred? It doesn't seem like much. Why was there such a terrifying phenomenon?"

The iron-tower-like man continued forward.

But suddenly, he seemed to hallucinate. It was as though a pair of emotionless red eyes had appeared before him. He frowned and shook his head, trying to dispel the image.

After shaking his head, the iron-tower man opened his eyes again. His originally black pupils had already turned blood-red, and a cruel smile curled across his lips.

The familiar Red-Eye Disease. Unfortunately, this time it was not some worthless ghost monster.

He was one of the five members of the God Realm Committee, bearing the title of God of Destruction.

Controlling this body he had seized, the God of Destruction began striding forward, racing toward the mountaintop.

He muttered to himself:

"Golden Dragon King?!"

Then a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"You're dead!"

Su Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, every hair on his body standing on end.

Something behind him could directly threaten his life!

He turned his gaze toward the Wood Spirit.

The Wood Spirit had already greased his soles and was sprinting away at full speed.

Su Xuan's face darkened once more.

This guy.

Unwilling to be outdone, Su Xuan activated two spells with a thought—the Lightness Spell and the Divine Movement Spell. At the same time, he summoned the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon martial soul and activated its second soul skill, Power of Heaven and Earth, to reduce wind resistance.

Only at times like this did Su Xuan feel that science was actually somewhat useful, which was at least mildly comforting.

Su Xuan shot forward like a streak of white lightning, while the Wood Spirit was a streak of green lightning. The two bolts raced toward the mountaintop at breakneck speed.

Su Xuan spotted the thick Dragon Blood Trees nearby, plump Star Flowers, and even the extremely difficult-to-grow Nine-Leaf Sword Grass...

He nearly started drooling.

Gritting his teeth, Su Xuan thought, Damn it, fortune favors the bold.

Just ten seconds.

Just as Su Xuan was about to make his move, the Wood Spirit shouted:

"I already took them, idiot!"

Su Xuan came to his senses. As the pinnacle of plant-type beings, the Wood Spirit should naturally have been far better at harvesting medicinal herbs than him.

Su Xuan nodded in satisfaction. He was still somewhat useful after all.

Then Su Xuan's hair stood on end. His sense of danger instantly exploded—he had entered the hunter's attack range.

Su Xuan could no longer worry about anything else. He directly burned his Soul Power, sending his speed soaring once again.

He also tossed out some smoke bombs, flashbangs, and other things behind him—nothing especially lethal, but incredibly annoying.

Hopefully, they could buy him a little more time.

But unfortunately.

The God of Destruction was no ordinary nobody.

To someone as experienced as him, those tricks were nothing more than child's play.

Su Xuan felt utterly passive. He was the prey, and the enemy was the hunter.

It was an extremely terrible feeling.

He did not even know who the enemy was now. Only an overwhelming sense of pressure forced him to flee for his life.

Su Xuan had been forced to run for his life all this time. Otherwise, what decent person would just keep running? He would have turned around and thrown out a few attacks. Unfortunately, his instincts told him that turning back meant instant death.

Valuing his life more than anything, Su Xuan decided to keep running without looking back.

The Wood Spirit was the same. Although the danger was not primarily locked onto him, the mere pressure leaking from it was enough to make his skin crawl.

Su Xuan and the Wood Spirit ran as fast as they could.

Yet the sense of danger remained, continuously and firmly locked onto Su Xuan.

Su Xuan and the Wood Spirit desperately wanted to shake off that feeling.

But unfortunately, the gap in status between the two of them and their enemy was simply too vast.

A two-ring Soul Grandmaster, along with a Jianmu Spirit separated from his main body.

Against a God King-level deity.

That chasm-like gap was not something that could be bridged so easily.

Su Xuan felt that this time, he truly had no way out.

After weighing the pros and cons, Su Xuan decided.

It was time for the big shot to make his entrance and show off.

The ultimate big shot—the Dao Scripture.