Blood Moon Prophecy

Jin Jiuhan was dead. A demigod of the Jin Consortium had died just like that in the forbidden zone, without causing even the slightest ripple.

Chen Wang wanted to leave this place, yet he felt an immense pressure bearing down on him.

"Jin Jiuhan, that bastard, really dug his own grave!"

Chen Wang could not help cursing.

Yet the horrifying sight of Jin Jiuhan using his spatial ability earlier—half his body passing through while the other half remained behind—still filled Chen Wang with apprehension. He did not dare try it lightly.

He wandered through this Primeval Forest, yet could never find his way out. Roughly two hours had already passed.

He paced back and forth inside it. The place was like a maze, and even the feedback from his Divine Sense was utterly chaotic.

"Plenty of people should have died in this area, but there aren't any corpses or bones. This ground is fucking evil."

Suddenly, Chen Wang spotted a small house ahead. It was a wooden cabin, built in an utterly ordinary fashion, with a fence surrounding it.

The cabin looked extremely crude and carried a medieval air about it. Chen Wang could not help furrowing his brow.

Could someone actually be living in a place like this?

Chen Wang's expression involuntarily grew tense, and he gripped the Purple Azure Twin Swords tightly.

Soft lamplight shone from within the cabin. Suddenly, a figure appeared at the window. It looked like a woman.

Chen Wang raised a brow.

The only person he had seen in this chaotic place was a woman. She seemed to be the very matron who had killed Jin Jiuhan!

"It can't be that much of a coincidence, can it?" Chen Wang considered it, then did not continue forward.

But after changing directions several times, he found