Predicament

In a sense, Wen Xu had hit upon the truth. Unfortunately, he had no way to verify it.

"I cannot see. Can you be absolutely certain that this is the Forest Secret Realm for the Foundation Establishment individual competition?"

Bian Chunchou and Chen Zui looked at each other. Clearly, seeing it from outside and being inside it were not the same. They truly could not be one hundred percent certain; they might even have been led astray by their preconceived notions.

"Once we entered, the sect masters must have received the news immediately. Perhaps they are rescuing us outside at this very moment. But since we have not gotten out yet, we must have encountered some obstacle. Perhaps that obstacle has something to do with where we are now."

Wen Xu was very good at dealing with sudden situations. Just as when he had fallen from the Mortal Realm into the Cloud-Breaking Secret Realm, he had immediately seized Chunchou, his lifesaving straw, he now immediately sought to save himself.

Waiting to die was not his style.

"So you think...?"

Wen Xu stretched out his hand, sensing the breeze in the forest as it brushed his palm with traces of moisture. "The wind here is very chaotic. There is no information in it at all. Generally speaking, this kind of wind signifies danger."

After speaking, he pressed his lips together slightly. "Perhaps we should leave this place as soon as possible."

Chen Zui and Bian Chunchou both trusted Wen Xu's brain very much. "We'll listen to you."

The three needed no words to coordinate. Chen Zui took the lead with his saber, Wen Xu walked in the middle and sensed their direction, while Bian Chunchou brought up the rear. Before long, they had left the spot where they had fallen. Not