Deep within the Forbidden Land.
Buddha Light still blazed.
The Bodhisattva of Calamity was still fighting, day and night, without a moment's pause.
At the edge of the Forbidden Land, the Blazing Sun rose as well.
The man and the Monster had developed a certain rapport. As the Great Blazing Sun Art swallowed the two Seventh Tier experts, they turned and fled without hesitation.
Ten minutes later.
The man and the Monster hid inside a great tomb.
"We should've shaken them."
"Mm."
"Let's rest." Huang Chu said, "We've just exhausted our Spirit Power. Cultivating and recovering now will work best, though the Divine Power here is nowhere near as dense as it was back there."
"All right."
Chen Shu sat down cross-legged.
By his reckoning, it was already July.
They had been in the Forbidden Land for a month.
This world remained frozen at Dusk, with no cycle of day and night. Danger lurked at every moment. Under such conditions, time lost much of its meaning. They might sleep or cultivate in the afternoon, or they might do so in the morning. It was beyond their control.
There had been benefits to teaming up with this tiger demon, though—
Her five senses and Spirit Sense were keen. She almost seemed born able to sense danger. After a few days together, the man and the Monster had made the audacious decision to press deeper into the Forbidden Land, where Divine Power was denser. As long as they lived, they would keep courting death.
The deeper they went, the better the results of cultivation.
The deeper they went, the greater the danger.
At the edge of the Forbidden Land, the worst they faced was being spotted and hunted by a lone Seventh Tier Cultivator, whose strength was generally nothing extraordinary. But over