Seven Stars Province was vast. Aside from the dozen or so major cities developed by the Dao Sword Palace, everywhere else was an endless sea of jungle.
"Bang!"
As Luo Zheng plummeted, he slammed straight into a massive thousand-year-old tree, snapping it in two.
After shedding most of the force of his descent, Luo Zheng landed steadily on the thick layer of leaves.
Countless fallen leaves had piled up on the ground, giving off a rotting odor. From deep within the jungle came the faint sound of small animals fleeing.
"Crack!"
"Smack!"
At the same time, several other Academy Disciples also crashed into this area one after another.
They had more or less the same thought as Luo Zheng: hide quickly and escape this calamity.
But just as these Academy Disciples had steadied themselves, a tremendous boom erupted from not far away!
A surging shock wave spread in every direction. Whether towering trees or low shrubs, all were destroyed by the shock wave, leaving the area within a ten-mile radius completely barren.
Several hundred yards away from Luo Zheng stood a pitch-black member of the Black Rong Race.
One of this Black Rong Race member's arms had been severed by Luo Zheng. It was utterly enraged, and its remaining arm drooped to the ground as it walked like a great gorilla, slowly crawling toward Luo Zheng. At the same time, it said in an awkward tone, "As expected of the Dao Sword Palace. You can injure me without even entering the Other Shore. How surprising!"
Lai Huabei, Yue Baicheng, and the others stood some distance away and almost simultaneously transmitted their voices to Luo Zheng through True Essence Voice Transmission.
"Luo Zheng! Run!"
"It's going to kill you!"
Hearing their warning, Luo Zheng revealed a trace of a bitter smile.