The black python had long since lost the strength to withstand Monkey Sun's attacks and died beneath his Heaven-Breaking Staff.
"Heh heh, trying to ambush us? I'll send you straight to your grave." Monkey Sun stopped attacking and gave a cold chuckle.
"I think we should all be more cautious. There will probably be plenty of ambushes like this, and we can't rule out factions coming out to rob us," Wenlong warned everyone.
This unfamiliar territory likely concealed quite a few factions. In this world, reason counted for nothing; force had the final say.
They would use any means to plunder others. In this chaotic world, every one of them struggled to stay alive.
Though their party numbered five and had considerable strength, who could know what methods their enemies might use to achieve their goals?
Late that night, they found a small cave and settled into meditation to rest. At this hour, everyone would enter a deep state of slumber.
To guard against unknown dangers, Wenlong also set up a defensive formation. Any living creature approaching would wake them.
Yet a swarm of unidentified insects crept over without a sound and quickly reached the defensive formation.
They opened their tiny mouths and gnawed at the formation without making the slightest noise. Even an expert like Old Black showed no reaction at all.
That alone showed how formidable these little insects were. None of it, however, escaped the thread of Divine Sense Wenlong had left on the formation.
At first, he thought little of it, until the insects bit through the defensive formation.
Only then did Wenlong's expression change in alarm, and he woke from his meditation. Such formidable little insects could truly kill without a trace.
Had he not left a thread of Divine Sense on the defensive formation,