Lan Ji froze at those words, shock instantly filling his eyes, and hurriedly bowed again.
"So you are King Yun. Forgive my disrespect. Our party originally entered the mountains to train, but just as we reached this area, we encountered this evil creature that had just escaped its seal. If you hadn't intervened, King Yun, we would all have died here today."
Yun Che swept his gaze over the fallen cultivators and asked, "Can your injured companions still be saved?"
Lan Ji sighed. "There's no saving them now. They were splashed with the creature's black blood, and their meridians have already been corroded beyond repair. Also, King Yun, there are opened seals along the road ahead toward the heart of the mountain range. The evil creatures that escaped from them are impervious to physical and magical attacks. Many cultivators who entered the mountains have fallen victim to them. You must be careful if you're heading that way."
Yun Che nodded. "Thank you. You should leave at once!"
Lan Ji hurriedly thanked Yun Che and called for his surviving companions to gather the bodies of the fallen. They made their way out of the mountains step by step, their footsteps heavy.
Watching them leave, Yun Che's brows drew even tighter. In such a short time, these evil creatures that had escaped their seals had already claimed so many lives. This scheme of the Heavenly Dao was truly outrageously vicious.
He suppressed his anger and continued toward the heart of the mountain range, following the guiding spiritual light from the key. The deeper he went, the thicker the savage, sinister aura in the air became. Dismembered limbs of cultivators torn apart by evil creatures lay everywhere beside the path, along with scattered fragments of magical treasures. Occasionally, a few shrill cries rang