Chapter 476 - 283: Golden Armored Thunder Ape, The Marvels of the Escape Technique
Chapter 476: Chapter 283: Golden Armored Thunder Ape, The Marvels of the Escape Technique
This was the power of a Tier Three Demon Beast! An existence equivalent to an Early Stage Core Formation cultivator of the Human Race!
The mere aftershocks of their battle were enough to easily tear a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to shreds!
The two colossal beasts might have been fighting to the death over some grudge or perhaps a certain Treasure. Their fighting style was savage and direct. Every collision made the earth tremble and the mountains shake, a clash of thunder and fire that turned the area into a true land of death!
All the hidden Foundation Establishment Cultivators watched with terror, not daring to even breathe too loudly. If they were swept into a battle of this caliber, they’d have little to no chance of escape.
Master Linghu observed for a moment, his hair and beard whipped into a frenzy by the wind. He retreated silently, his expression grim as he sent a voice transmission to the others:
"A Golden Armored Thunder Ape and a Red-Winged Fire Elephant are locked in a deathmatch. From the looks of it, neither will win anytime soon. We can use this chance to leave. We must not be discovered by them, or the consequences will be unimaginable!"
Naturally, no one objected.
Faced with two rampaging Tier Three Demon Beasts, this was undoubtedly the wisest choice.
But in the next instant, a more subtle rumble, like muffled thunder rolling across the ground, came from the direction of the battlefield. It quickly grew clearer and louder!
That wasn’t the sound of the two behemoths fighting, but rather... the thunder of a thousand stampeding beasts!
"This is bad!" Master Linghu’s expression finally changed. "It’s a Beast Tide! The shockwaves and pressure from their battle have triggered a panicked stampede among the Low Tier Demon Beasts!"
As if to confirm his words, a plume of dust shot into the sky from the distant forest. Innumerable Demon Beast silhouettes emerged like a bursting flood!
In the sky, all sorts of Demon Birds flew about in a panic. On the ground, various Demon Beasts from Tier One to Tier Two were now driven by the sole instinct to flee, converging into a destructive torrent that swarmed in their direction!
A Beast Tide! A terrifying Beast Tide, triggered by the battle between Tier Three Demon Beasts!
This change was too sudden. The group had just been preparing to slip away when the overwhelming Beast Tide caught up to them, sweeping them up in the very edge of its charge!
"Defenses up! Don’t get separated!" Master Linghu roared urgently. His Black Wood Banner unfurled in an instant, transforming into a shroud of black light that enveloped the few people nearest to him.
Lin Changheng had sensed it coming. He’d realized it was a Beast Tide even before Master Linghu and had slowed his pace, pulling Mo Zhaoli closer to the master.
As a result, they were wrapped in the black light, protected by the shield of the Magical Treasure Embryo.
’This shield is incredibly thick. It’s much safer.’
The others also hastily activated their Defensive Spiritual Artifacts or cast Protective Techniques. For a moment, Spiritual Lights of all colors flared as they tried to avoid being swept into the torrent of the Beast Tide. If they were unfortunately hit, they could still hold their ground, protect themselves, and gather their Magical Power to flee again.
Otherwise, if they were swept into the pack of Tier Two Demon Beasts, they would lose their footing and balance. Their Magical Power would be thrown into chaos, making it impossible to gather, and they would be trapped in the endless torrent. Even a Fake Core Cultivator would find it difficult to survive.
They would most likely be killed.
So, they had to run!
And they had to run fast enough and far enough!
...
"Let’s go!"
Master Linghu’s voice was urgent. He suddenly accelerated, flying diagonally up into the sky until he was just above the treetops, leading the others in a hasty escape.
In the forest, the tangled branches were too much of an obstruction and would severely impact their speed.
But high in the sky, flocks of various birds startled by the Beast Tide were sweeping past. Among them were more than a few Tier Two Demon Birds, which were even more dangerous.
They had no choice but to travel at a low altitude. After weighing the options, this was the safest method.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
The others mounted their Escape Lights and followed closely behind Master Linghu, who was clearing the path. They shot forward like several streaks of fireflies.
That Female Cultivator with the surname Qiu—the Middle Stage Foundation Establishment one who had lost her male companion—had just panicked, taken off first, and abandoned the group to rush ahead.
More importantly, she hadn’t even waited for Master Linghu’s command before bolting, which made her stand out.
At the same time, because she was too far from Master Linghu, she wasn’t swept into the black light with the others.
Before long, her lack of stamina caught up with her. The group overtook her, and naturally, no one paid any mind to the one who had abandoned her companions. She ended up falling to the very back.
WHOOSH!
She pushed the Jade Shuttle beneath her feet with all her might, but she could still feel the distance between her and the group ahead slowly widening. Just then, a foul, hot gust of wind suddenly blasted her from behind, accompanied by a scalp-numbing HISS!
Her heart clenched. She swept her Divine Sense behind her and was instantly scared out of her wits!
A Corrosive Poisonous Anaconda as thick as a water bucket, its body covered in dark brown scales, had emerged silently from who knows where. Streaked with mud, it opened its massive jaws—wide enough to swallow a calf—and lunged for her back, its fangs dripping with corrosive venom, shooting forward like an arrow released from a bow!
Its crimson pupils were filled with coldness and greed!
It was a Tier Two Late Stage Demon Beast, swept along by the Beast Tide, that had used the chaos to lie in ambush and attack the one who had fallen behind!
"Look out!"
"Junior Sister Qiu!"
"Get out of the way!"
The cultivators ahead sensed the abnormal Spiritual Power fluctuation from behind. They glanced back, crying out in alarm with urgent expressions.
But their life-saving Spiritual Artifacts remained clutched in their hands, with no sign of being used.
In this situation, Magical Power was precious and couldn’t be wasted. Once exhausted, death was the only path.
With disaster looming, the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators could only offer verbal support to save their own skins. They offered nothing more.
Everyone was clear-headed and realistic.
Besides, this woman’s intentions were crooked. Saving her was pointless. Not only would they get nothing in return, but they would probably end up like the Male Cultivator she had invited as a helper—buried forever in this Wilderness.