Hunting

The members of the Wind Walker Society proceeded along the Formless River.

They kept neither too far nor too close to the Formless River. If they strayed too far, it would be difficult to find traces of Aberrant Beasts; if they drew too near, it would be excessively dangerous, and they might instead be attacked or slain by an Aberrant Beast. Being killed by an Aberrant Beast was one thing, but if they were caught off guard, suppressed by some ability, and forcibly dragged into the Formless River, that would be the most perilous outcome of all.

As Nine Heavens Divine Lords, although the spatial suppression within Formless City was exceedingly terrifying, they still possessed the ability to fly and evade. They could only rise two or three zhang into the air, however, and could not cross no-fly zones above ten zhang. The moment they did, they would trigger some rule power of the Formless Realm and be forcibly knocked down.

"Careful, an Aberrant Beast."

Wind Walker God Monarch, who was leading the group forward cautiously, suddenly narrowed his gaze and issued a low warning.

Even as he warned everyone, he glanced sideways at Chen Mu and saw that Chen Mu's eyes had similarly tightened, his gaze fixed upon a spot ahead. Clearly, Chen Mu had detected the Aberrant Beast at nearly the same moment.

"Brother Chen's comprehension of the Void Dao runs deep. During the hunt, Brother Chen should walk at the very back of the group."

Wind Walker God Monarch spoke to Chen Mu.

What made Divine Lords of the Void Lineage welcome was not merely their sealing abilities, but also their relatively formidable spatial perception. This sort of perception was often even more useful than the life perception of the Creation Lineage.

Aberrant Beasts were exceedingly strange.