Could they really find a Strange Beast in just a few hours?
At first, she had not neglected to search, but there had not been a single Strange Beast in the entire Western Regions. That was why she had turned her attention to this centipede. Earlier, she had considered preparing another Strange Beast, but unfortunately, she had never had the opportunity.
Now, the entire Western Night was covered in yellow sand. Leaving the desert would be simple enough; they only needed to keep moving in one direction. For a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm, crossing the desert was not difficult. But what came after crossing it? With only a few hours, failing to find a Strange Beast would still mean waiting to die.
Thus, as she looked at the fellows before her, the fury in her heart continued to rise.
Although nurturing her body within the centipede had produced meager recovery results, she was still recovering. So she could barely keep herself alive like this. As long as she lived, there was hope, wasn't there?
But now, all hope was gone. If her body died, she could not continue living solely through her soul. A soul and body could not remain separated for too long. The reason the nurturing technique was a technique was because her soul had replaced the Strange Beast's and relied on the Strange Beast's body to nourish both her soul and body.
The three were linked through a Restriction. Only then could she survive; without any one of them, she could not live.
Now that it was dead, she could only kill all the fellows before her within the limited time she had left.
Oh! And that fellow hiding in the distant cave had to die too.
None of them were good things. The people