Whoosh—
Smack!
As he began to fall, Zhou Baitai picked his direction, threw down one of the children slung over his shoulder, then stepped on him for a second jump before the child was swallowed by the swarm.
After repeating the same trick four times, he successfully crossed that long and perilous stretch of insect swarm.
Gazing at the mountain path that had reappeared before him, Zhou Baitai's face brimmed with confidence.
His state of mind and thoughts at this moment were exactly the same as Wang Sanjin's during the Pill Origin Ceremony. Both believed themselves to be the chosen ones.
The notion of seeking the Immortal Treasure, planted by the higher cultivator's will, had now taken root deep within him and become an unshakable conviction in Zhou Baitai's heart.
"Once I cross this place, I'll be halfway up the mountain. Since the Yang Clan devised this method of selection, they can't possibly block off the road to the summit entirely."
As Zhou Baitai adjusted the circulation of spiritual energy within his body, he thought, In my view, the puppet zone we just passed through should have been the upper limit of this selection. There may not be many powerful enemies further ahead, but there will surely be some other mystery at work.
But no matter. With immortal power protecting me, it is as though Heaven itself is aiding me! Whatever mysteries and arcane wonders lie ahead, I can unravel them one by one with ease!
With that thought, Zhou Baitai prepared to set off again.
Whooo—
Yet just then, a fierce gale suddenly descended upon the area, howling through the mountain forest.
Zhou Baitai hurriedly lowered himself. Only after the gale had swept past did he raise his eyes again, whereupon he saw a little wildling of about four