Deep within Falling Dragon Abyss lay a deathly silent forest. Countless bare trees stood in view, not a single green leaf to be seen. A mass of gray mist floated above the woods, creating an oppressive feeling.
Han Changming advanced slowly, his face filled with vigilance as his eyes turned golden.
After fleeing into Falling Dragon Abyss, he had used the Golden-Eyed True Pupil to avoid several restrictions. Along the way, he had encountered some fifth-rank demon beasts, all of which he had dealt with. Fortunately, divine sense was heavily restricted here, making it far from easy for Ximen Lang to pursue him.
He could not understand why Ximen Lang was relentlessly chasing him. Was it for the top-grade pills on his person? Or had the Blood Fiend Sect issued a death order, demanding that Ximen Lang kill Han Changming?
The former would be manageable, but if it was the latter, Han Changming had effectively landed on the Blood Fiend Sect's kill-on-sight list. Even if Han Changming could drive back Ximen Lang this time, what about next time? And the time after that?
This was a hidden danger, but Han Changming had no time to dwell on it. He first needed to shake off Ximen Lang.
Han Changming stopped, his brow tightly furrowed. Ahead was an open stretch of land, with faintly visible cracks scattered through the air. They were spatial rifts, and not a blade of grass grew there.
He looked into the distance. To his left stood a long, narrow canyon, with gray mist drifting above it.
Han Changming's eyes shone with blinding golden light, allowing him to clearly see the situation within the canyon. There was a cave several zhang wide inside, and within it were two enormous silver centipedes. They had four wings on their backs