The dozen or so gray tornadoes moved at incredible speed. Large numbers of azure demon wolves were swept into the gray tornadoes by the powerful currents, instantly ground into a rain of blood. Even their souls could not escape.
In less than ten breaths, a quarter of the demon wolves had been slain.
The Flying Spirit Chariot was extremely fast, staying far away from the dozen or so gray tornadoes.
After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, they flew out of the azure grasslands and entered a crimson forest. The trees were towering, and the fallen leaves on the ground were several feet thick.
Han Zhangxiang and the other three all breathed a sigh of relief. Had they not possessed a top-grade flying artifact, they would likely have met with disaster.
"Be careful. Aside from demon beasts, the restrictions here are not to be underestimated either."
Han Zhangxiang wore a grave expression. Fallen Immortal Island was, after all, a famous perilous region in the East Sea cultivation world; they could not afford to be careless.
"Fellow Daoist Dai, you are more familiar with this place. You lead the way!"
Han Chaoyang spoke gently.
Hundred Spirits Wanderer nodded and pointed at the forest. "This forest is the Ten Thousand Spirits Forest. Many high-grade demon beasts and spiritual herbs of great age live here. I did not encounter any restrictions when I came last time, but I cannot guarantee there are none."
Nothing in this world was absolute. Just because he had not encountered restrictions in the Ten Thousand Spirits Forest during his last visit did not mean he would not encounter them this time.
Han Zhangxiang nodded. With a hand seal, he directed the Flying Spirit Chariot into the forest, keeping it thirty zhang above the ground.