Although the three tribes had broken the formations of the outer abode long ago, an ancient aura still swept toward them as they flew close to the island. Most of its trees had trunks several arm spans around, with thick branches and broad leaves packed so densely that no sunlight passed through.
Once on the island, Mu Bai dared not be careless. He sent out his divine sense to investigate his surroundings, only to find many formation fragments obstructing it and making his search difficult.
"Third-tier fierce beasts are everywhere on this island. Watch out for the illusion formations here, too!"
Mu Bai warned the other three in time, and all three nodded in acknowledgment.
As they explored deeper into the island, Wu Daojian stepped forward and took the lead in clearing a path. Wu Meng followed behind him, while Wu Daoyuan brought up the rear. Mu Bai walked alongside the group, taking responsibility for mobile support and early warning.
As for Wu Daoyi's group, Wu Daoyi strode at the front without yielding the position to anyone. A third-level divine cultivator followed behind him, with two second-level peak cultivators on either side. Their formation was also well arranged.
Wu Daoyi led his group onward, casting a cold, sidelong glance at Mu Bai's team. Settling on a scheme in his mind, he bitterly led his group out of sight into the island's mountain forests ahead.
Mu Bai's party of four advanced cautiously. When they reached the foot of a mountain, Wu Daojian stopped and transformed without the slightest hesitation. Right ahead, an Ancient Giant Lizard glared menacingly at them, its sharp fangs interlocking as it repeatedly flicked out its long tongue, cold, savage light shooting from its eyes.
*Damn, this was the kind of killer to fear most-a fierce beast that