Lu Yin wanted to tell Long Xi that he didn't need her protection, but after thinking it over, he decided against it. If he performed too well, he might arouse suspicion. What he was most curious about now was the White Dragon Clan's secret art. Long Xi had been in such a tough battle just now and still hadn't used it. That was strange. The Four Sides Heavenly Balance couldn't possibly be without secret arts.
He turned his gaze to the frog-like monster with eight legs. These things were everywhere in the Lower Realm. If the entire Lower Realm were dumped into the Fifth Continent, wouldn't the Fifth Continent be awash in blood?
"Let's go," Long Xi said. Picking a direction, she set off.
Lu Yin followed close behind her.
A day later, they were attacked again. This time, it was a bug that burrowed up from underground, trying to crawl beneath Lu Yin's feet. He hurriedly dodged, startled, but the bug was too weak, at most at the Exploration Realm. Long Xi killed it instantly. However, when the two saw the ground beneath them crawling with countless bugs, they immediately fled. There were simply too many.
The towering trees that seemed to reach the clouds in the Lower Realm weren't trees at all, but roots. After several more days of travel, during which they were attacked by all kinds of creatures more than ten times, their view finally opened up. In the distance, Lu Yin saw an enormous white head that nearly filled the entire sky. That was Ancestor Mang's head.
They couldn't see its full shape. Most of the head lay above the clouds, with only a small portion visible. Even so, that small portion was unbelievably huge, like a landmass hanging upside down in the sky.
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