Chapter 4535 — Superfast Escape
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
Fortunately, with the Ghost Thing's constant guidance, he was able to avoid those he could not afford to provoke. Otherwise, relying on himself alone, even a hundred lives would not have been enough to keep him from suffocating to death here on the South Island.
And not only him—even the Old Sect of the Western Mountains, that giant among demonic cultivators, had struggled on the South Island for a full month and more, stumbling about and circling the gates of hell several times over before finally, battered and bruised, escaping with its life.
Shifting back and forth between the Super Butterfly Microstep and the Super Ultimate Butterfly Microstep, Wei Zhao transformed his whole body into a phantom, darting at breakneck speed through the vast, boundless dense forests of the South Island—and that dash lasted a full month!
The sheer breadth of the South Island's lands and the vastness of its forests were beyond the imagining of anyone who had not set foot there in person. Over that month, apart from the barest minimum of rest, Wei Zhao kept up a high-speed advance from first to last, and when he employed the Super Ultimate Butterfly Microstep his speed was enough to make one's hair stand on end—and even so, he barely managed to traverse two districts.
Naturally, he could not keep to a straight line through the dense forest; rivers, mountain ranges, swamps, and other such terrain all had to be avoided in advance, for by the Ghost Thing's account, every one of these places belonged to some master, and the spirit beasts that could claim them were far beyond what Wei Zhao could afford to provoke.
At the same time, Wei Zhao also had to steer clear of the places shrouded in miasmic fog. True, circulating true qi to protect the body could keep the fog from eroding one's flesh, but the trouble was that the fog greatly impaired one's perception, and in a place like the South Island, once one's senses were limited and one kept blundering about, no number of lives would be enough.
Beyond that, the gathering grounds of the spirit beasts naturally had to be given as wide a berth as possible. If only one or two spirit beasts noticed him, and their strength was not too overwhelming, Wei Zhao's speed might still offer him a slim chance to break away; but if he stirred up a whole pack, then never mind Wei Zhao—even the Old Sect of the Western Mountains would have a hard time fighting its way out...
Breakneck speed, the Ghost Thing's guidance—and beyond these, a third condition of vital importance was required before Wei Zhao could finally escape the South Island in one piece: the spirit beast aura fabricated by the Ghost Thing.
Every spirit beast was acutely sensitive to the aura of human cultivators, a sensitivity that could surpass even the frenzy of a shark scenting blood in the ocean.
Though Wei Zhao was highly skilled at concealing his aura, concealment was not the same as disguise; there was always an unnatural abruptness about it. Humans might not notice, but the spirit beasts, with their exceedingly keen senses, could always detect something amiss. For Wei Zhao to cross two great districts without giving himself away—such a possibility simply did not exist.
In such circumstances, Wei Zhao in the South Island's forests was essentially a lantern parading through the darkness, impossible not to notice. Fortunately, the spirit beast aura fabricated by the Ghost Thing solved this flaw perfectly.
Only with all three of these heaven-sent conditions together could Wei Zhao finally succeed in crossing two great districts. Let him lack any one of them, and he could never have escaped with his life—after all, he did not have the ferocious strength of the Old Sect of the Western Mountains.