Once the conspicuous light vanished and they shook off the monsters chasing them, they no longer alerted any others.
This confirmed that although the monsters could see at night, they could not see very far. As long as they produced no light, avoiding them was not too difficult.
Of course, that was only because they had the Wind Scales.
Just as Shi Chun was studying the terrain, searching for landmarks and memorizing the location of the enormous pit, his right-eye ability suddenly vanished again, plunging the entire world into darkness.
He had no choice. They could not fly blindly like this, so Shi Chun once again channeled his blood energy to activate the ability.
This time, however, the side effects were unusually severe. The agonizing pain he had not felt in so long returned, seemingly as intense as the first time. Not only did his head feel ready to split and his spinal cord feel as though ten thousand insects were gnawing at it, but a powerful dizziness also struck him, making even the flying Wind Scales wobble.
Clinging to his thigh, Wu Jinliang immediately felt it and asked in alarm, "Chuntian, what's wrong?"
Shi Chun forced himself to steady with sheer willpower. "Nothing," he said, his voice trembling.
He could barely speak, and he called that nothing? Wu Jinliang said anxiously, "Chuntian, don't scare me."
"Shut up!" Shi Chun snapped.
He felt terrible, especially with that dizziness. Any noise made him nauseous, and he had neither the desire nor the strength to keep talking to Wu Jinliang.
He knew perfectly well what was happening. He had used his right-eye ability too frequently in too short a time.
From when he went to bury Yan Ji after killing him and activated his right-eye ability upon noticing something strange, until now,