Chapter 217: Hunting Demons Together, Controlling and Repelling Fire (12,000 Words Today, 4,000-Word Catch-up Release)
"Most of the Foundation Establishment cultivators who died in the Beast Tide around the Azure Rosy Clouds Temple flew into the sky, attracting flocks of flying Demon Beasts. Once caught up in the fighting, they couldn't escape and were trapped until they died."
What Mo Zhaoli had revealed was a little-known secret.
The version Lin Changheng had heard was different. According to that account, most Foundation Establishment cultivators had escaped, except those determined to fight to the death.
Perhaps the story had become distorted as it spread, or perhaps someone had found it lacking and added their own interpretation.
Naturally, Lin Changheng trusted Mo Zhaoli's account more. After considering it himself, he knew her words rang true.
He nodded to show he understood.
The boat flew extremely fast, covering more than twenty li in little time.
Along the way, they saw quite a few human cultivators exploring the Savage Wastes and hunting Demon Beasts.
Beyond twenty li, however, such sightings became rare.
Presumably, the danger was greater there.
Soon, at Mo Zhaoli's signal, they jumped directly off the Spell Boat. While they were still descending, the boat followed, rapidly shrinking before shooting into her Storage Bag with a whoosh, a streak of light.
"Whoosh..."
They parted the canopy and landed lightly, stirring only a faint breeze without any other sound.
"This way."
Mo Zhaoli glanced around, found her bearings, and took the lead.
Lin Changheng curiously surveyed the tangled, sprawling branches of the enormous trees. In this dense forest that blotted out the sky and admitted almost no light, they looked all the more like demons flailing their arms.
Yet he did not slow in the slightest, following just one pace behind Mo Zhaoli.
While