Murky Mud was not only filthy and foul, with a stench that rose to the heavens, but poisonous all over. Its methods of attack were endlessly varied, and in those days, neither the Ancient Demons nor the Dragon Race would willingly provoke one.
There was only one way to defeat Murky Mud: kill it in a short time with overwhelmingly powerful force.
Any living being that foolishly attempted a prolonged battle against Murky Mud would ultimately be killed by it.
Fortunately, however, Murky Mud rarely took the initiative to attack others.
Fang Yun carefully surveyed all the living beings here, twenty-seven in total, then chose a spot far from the Fierce Spirits and sailed toward it.
At first, none of the races noticed Fang Yun. Only when he drew near did they look at him one after another. Discovering that he was merely a third-realm Great Scholar with only a tiny Flowing Current beside him, their gazes shifted subtly.
The Saint Spirits were somewhat better; they generally attacked only enemies that threatened them.
Several beings of other races wore different expressions, and all were observing Fang Yun, as though recalling something and making guesses.
The Murky Mud paid Fang Yun no attention at all, while most of the Fierce Spirits stared at him.
The Fierce Spirits' eyes were all extremely similar: crimson, with black cracks across their surfaces and pale golden light around their edges, radiating an eerie aura and power. After these Fierce Spirits died, their Black-Marked Crimson Eyes would remain if they had not been destroyed. Absorbing the power of Black-Marked Crimson Eyes could strengthen one's vision within Burial Saint Valley, allowing one to see through places invisible to the naked eye.
Fang Yun had killed many Fierce Spirits before and absorbed many Black-Marked Crimson Eyes, and both