As night fell over the Star Dou Great Forest, Xiao Die, who had set out ahead of Tang San's route in advance, quietly spread out her illusion. Everything was like a spring rain, moistening all things in silence, without raising the slightest ripple.
The next morning, Tang San extinguished the campfire before him and set out once more toward the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest. What he wanted was a plant-type Soul Beast with close to eighty thousand years of cultivation. Soul Beasts of this type were even rarer than animal-type Soul Beasts. After all, plant-type Soul Beasts were extremely fragile in their early stages, and because they could not move, their living conditions were even less ideal. Thus, any plant-type Soul Beast capable of cultivating to eighty thousand years was without exception an existence as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns, and it would certainly have something special about it.
Ning Bei had also anticipated this, so in the illusion he had Xiao Die set up, he had long since prepared these Soul Beasts that Tang San would desire.
After quietly advancing several kilometers, Tang San successfully entered the area covered by Xiao Die's illusion.
From the moment he entered the depths of the forest, Tang San had kept his Purple Demon Eyes active at all times, believing that all falsehoods would have nowhere to hide before his gaze. In truth, that was indeed the case. The instant he entered the illusion, Tang San discovered something slightly wrong. His purplish eyes stared fixedly into the forest ahead. He sensed that an enemy was there.
"I'd like to see what kind of mighty being dares to show off his blade before Guan Yu."
Several Willow Leaf Darts shot out in an instant, cutting several huge gaps through