The deeper one went, the more dangerous it became.
Spatial rifts were everywhere, like the sudden-opened jaws of colossal beasts, capable of swallowing cultivators in an instant.
Even an existence like the Old Ancestor Demon Wolf had to avoid their edge when faced with such danger.
It had been cautious and vigilant, yet before half a day had passed, it still nearly fell into a trap.
In one area of space, countless rifts suddenly appeared. Immediately afterward, strange creatures reached out from within them.
The surging demonic clouds were pierced, and the Old Ancestor Demon Wolf nearly met with disaster as well, almost being dragged into a spatial rift.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, it spread its wolf claws and directly shoved the nearest Demon Cultivator in front of itself.
The Demon Cultivator had not even reacted before being dragged into the spatial rift by the strange creature. A shrill, mournful scream rang out.
Lin Fan was somewhat shocked. This old monster was truly vicious. To avoid being injured, it had actually used its subordinate as a shield without hesitation.
Because he had to "keep an eye on" the Yunmeng Sect Master, he had kept a certain distance from the Old Ancestor Demon Wolf. Otherwise, the one who had just been used as a shield might have been him.
Seeing this scene, the Yunmeng Sect Master smiled sweetly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, that strange creature just now should have been a Dream Eater, which inhabits the depths of the secret realm."
"They are illusory and formless, and can even ignore the effects of spatial rifts. Once encountered, they are extremely troublesome."
The Old Ancestor Demon Wolf snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied with the Yunmeng Sect Master.
The man was already dead. What use was there in offering a warning