The island was filled with demon beasts and utterly devoid of human habitation. Without question, the ancient azure plank road before them had been carved out by human cultivators; ordinary demon beasts would never have such idle leisure. Their chances of finding the edge of Misty Hall had greatly increased.
Above their heads, clouds and mist coiled around the mountainside. With a single glance, no one could make out the conditions at the summit. After climbing more than two thousand steps on foot, they entered the dense forest on either side of the azure stone path.
"Wang Tuoguai, stop!" Lu Xiaotian's expression abruptly changed. He sensed that the bluestone step beneath Wang Tuoguai's feet seemed unusual and hurriedly called out to stop him. Though he had no liking for the fellow, Wang Tuoguai still had some use before they found the treasures within Misty Hall.
Unfortunately, Lu Xiaotian's shout failed to stop Wang Tuoguai. His huge foot still came down upon the stone step ahead.
With a crack, more than a thousand stone steps before and behind them suddenly sank. The mountain itself plunged at breakneck speed. What had been an ancient azure plank road moments ago had now become a pitch-black abyss ten thousand fathoms deep.
Monsters with wolf heads and snake bodies, a pair of wings sprouting from their backs, and short azure feathers covering their bodies continuously surged from the abyss. Their strength varied, but even the weakest were fourth-rank demon beasts, while those above the seventh rank were few. Yet the green gleam in the eyes of these wolf-headed creatures made them look exceptionally savage and sinister.
"Underworld Winged Wolves!"
Lu Xiaotian thought of a certain terrifying demon beast. These creatures had long existed only in legend; he had never expected to encounter them here.
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