"We can't go in. Lord Bashan is hiding inside and could strike at any moment. If we're no match for him, not only will we fail to hunt him down, we'll throw our lives away here for nothing.
We might even become the resources he needs to ascend to Demon God, helping him complete his Dao Fruit!"
Venerable Longevity and Hong Lei exchanged a glance and immediately retreated.
But then surprise and doubt welled up within them.
"What's wrong with me? Why do I suddenly feel this inexplicable fear..."
"This is bad. It's the Tiger Race's innate divine ability, tiger might! Legend has it that the Tiger Race are born kings of all beasts. A single roar, or even a mere trace of their aura, can terrify living creatures. This is an inborn instinct, a power that reaches the level of laws!"
"The moment we see this mountain forest, we think of a fierce tiger hiding inside, and fear rises in our hearts, keeping us from venturing in rashly..."
Watching Venerable Longevity and Hong Lei stop, Li Ling also began to understand.
"There's something subtle about the atmosphere here. Let me take a look... what's this?"
He sensed a peculiar incense essence emanating from their surroundings, swirling like gray smog.
After examining it more closely, he realized with a start that it was the bodily scent of a higher-order life-form, much like a Face Tree, carrying a power of fear that could strike terror into the heart.
Even a cultivator like him could not help trembling with fear upon smelling it, feeling cowed by its presence. No wonder Venerable Longevity and Hong Lei had stopped.
Although they could not discern the incense essence within it, they had received its underlying meaning almost instinctively. The Ying Spirit then entered their bodies