Chapter 4583 — Just His Bad Luck
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Wei Zhao restrained himself for a long while before he barely managed to suppress the urge to strike down those two watchers. For all their perfunctory attitude, the moment they sensed danger they would undoubtedly crush their sensing jade tokens at once—and then, even if the old Western Mountain Sect had forgotten him, the shattered tokens would instantly bring the whole matter back to mind.
With Wei Zhao's current strength at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, he had little confidence of withdrawing unscathed from a confrontation with the old Western Mountain Sect. Even if he fled back into the Five-Venom Swamp and left them helpless, doing so would expose the crucial secret that he could survive in the swamp. By then the sect, once it understood, would certainly pursue him to the death, and escaping this place would become even more impossible.
That was a risk Wei Zhao could not afford. So after weighing his options, he could only ride the spiritual bird back down to the space below in dejection.
"Looks like there's no way out through here. So—want to try the third passage?" Catching sight of Wei Zhao's black mood from afar, the Dragon of Five Baleful Spirits didn't need to ask to know the outcome.
"Of course. Otherwise I'll be trapped here until I die. And I really have to hand it to that old monster—even a single careless slip on his part leaves me pinned down with nowhere to go..." Wei Zhao said with a bitter smile.
If the old Western Mountain Sect hadn't forgotten about him by now, then after a while longer they might still have withdrawn the watchers. But since they had forgotten, they would never think of it on their own, and people like Long Kuiba dared not bother them over such a trifling matter. It was quite possible that ten or twenty years from now, things would still be exactly the same—not a shred of hope.
The Dragon of Five Baleful Spirits was stunned for a moment; after hearing Wei Zhao's explanation, it doubled over laughing, pounding the ground madly with its claws until the very earth shook and the mountains swayed.
"Could you at least show a little restraint? You don't have to revel in my misfortune quite so thoroughly, do you? You're practically causing an earthquake!" Wei Zhao said, eyeing it sidelong, speechless. If a Earth-Splitting stage existence really cut loose and went on a rampage, this entire space would likely collapse. Just from the dragon's laughing alone, cracks had already appeared—it truly couldn't withstand much of this.
"Roar, roar, roar, roar! This is the funniest joke I've heard in two years! You really are just plain unlucky—it's hilarious!" The Dragon of Five Baleful Spirits kept laughing without the slightest restraint. It was plainly a dinosaur, yet Wei Zhao watched it laugh until tears came to its eyes.
You've only ever seen one human in two years—you can't even run into a single ghost otherwise. If you actually heard a joke, that would be the real miracle! Wei Zhao grumbled inwardly in silence, and only once the Dragon of Five Baleful Spirits had laughed its fill did he urge it to lead the way to the third entrance.
Vast and boundless as this space was, before the Dragon of Five Baleful Spirits' speed, even the farthest places were reached in an instant. The spiritual bird was nowhere near as terrifyingly fast, but the speed of a Nascent Soul stage spiritual bird, once brought to the outside world, was still enough to make one's hair stand on end.
They flew on, one ahead and one behind, for a time, until the Dragon of Five Baleful Spirits ahead suddenly descended. Wei Zhao thought they had arrived and hurriedly brought the spiritual bird down to land as well—only to find everything around them no different from what they had seen along the way. It looked nothing like the site of an entrance.