Yu Ci turned his head and looked at the bloodstains that, following the flow of the water vapor, had spread across most of the "cloud," feeling a slight headache. He only hoped Baoguang wouldn't care too much.
He no longer carried Monk Zhengyan. Although the latter had taken the medicine, the monk's condition was still continuing to deteriorate. At this moment, he seemed to have regained some consciousness, emitting low, muffled groans.
The most appropriate way to handle this now was naturally to send the monk to the station of Jingshui Altar. Not to mention his external injuries, his sect should surely have some methods for the lingering injury occupied by that baleful, venomous fiery power.
However, how to deliver him required a little bit of technique.
At this time, the mountain forest was far from calm. The sounds of birds calling and beasts roaring frequently echoed around, and the auras were also extremely chaotic.
Yu Ci walked a bit farther away and turned his back to look at the Zhaoshen Map to further confirm his location. At this moment, however, he saw that the chaos in the canyon had already spread into the mountain forest at the valley's peak. The wave of fiends, demons, ghosts, fierce raptors, and savage beasts that had escaped from the cold snap earliest had already climbed up onto the valley, and the followers behind them were still arriving in an endless stream. Pushed by the cold snap and the increasingly chaotic situation, they scattered toward this broader world.
The situation at this moment was just as he had lamented earlier:
A big problem has happened!
Moreover, through the Zhaoshen Map, he also saw that at least two patches of "Core Formation Haze" had already rushed above the valley and plunged into the mountain forest.