As for Little Armor, he cut several strips of Demon Beast Meat, each about a zhang long, from those demon spiders to save for preparing spirit meals later.
In a corner, dozens of remaining second- and third-tier demon spiders huddled together, trembling as they watched Little Armor and Little Gold harvest materials from their own kind.
That was only because Zhou Xun had deliberately shown mercy and had not slaughtered them all. Otherwise, with their abilities,
clearing them out completely would have cost only a little more spirit power.
Before long, the two spirit beasts finished cleaning up.
Zhou Xun and the other two set out once more.
They continued deeper along the valley. The surrounding environment began to change: the towering trees that had once blotted out the sky were gradually replaced by shrubs, which grew sparser and sparser until they finally became a boundless prairie.
Upon reaching the edge of the grassland,
Zhou Xun patted the Storage Pouch at his waist. A streak of spirit light flew out and landed on the ground, transforming into a disc-shaped treasure—his Diviner's Compass.
Zhou Xun formed Mystic Gestures with both hands and performed the divination art. Then he lightly pointed at the compass.
"Go!"
A streak of spirit light struck it.
The compass flickered faintly. After a moment, it pointed toward the northwest.
"So the core of the ruins lies in that direction!"
Zhou Xun smiled faintly, stowed the Diviner's Compass in his Storage Pouch, then rose into the air and sped away a foot above the ground.
Before long, Zhou Xun and the other two came to a halt.
"Master, I feel that something is wrong with this place," Little Gold said.
The farther they went, the more scorching the air became. By the time they reached their current position,