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Everyone hurriedly fled forward like mad, wishing they could grow a third leg. The ferocious beasts they were riding on and the treasured tools they carried were all pushed to their limits. The runes circulated, emitting a dazzling brilliance, even to the point of hearing the sound of the air exploding, and only stopping after a frantic sprint for several kilometers.

However, after a long time, the feeling of a fishbone stuck in the throat and a thistle on their back gradually dissipated from everyone's hearts.

"Phew, we've finally made it out…" It was only after a long time when they saw some changes in their surroundings, did the group of strong people who had rashly ventured into the Wilderness breathe a sigh of relief.

What exactly did we just pass through, why was it so terrifying!"

The middle-aged man on the towering scale-armored unicorn stopped, holding tightly the reins on the horse's back, his eyes filled with indescribable terror.

He was from the Kong Tribe, the leader of his tribe, had a powerful presence, and held heavy authority in this territory.

But as they passed through the mountain range, he felt a deep-seated fear, his brow pounding as he received a frantic warning, urging him to leave immediately, as if he would be trapped forever the next moment.

Most suffocating for him was that up until now, he still didn't understand why this had just happened. His treasured eye technique, of which he was so proud, couldn't see through anything.

He felt as though an unseen gaze was fixed on them all, but he could not pinpoint the location or distance of this gaze, and even started to question whether it had appeared at all.

It was not only him. The same was true for the other extraordinary beings present, their faces dark and their eyes thoughtful.

All present were renowned figures in this domain who could bulldoze their way across this region. However, they had almost been undone even before they had ventured deep into the mountain range.

This was enough to shock their hearts and make them worry about the smoothness of their journey ahead.

The air was filled with an oppressive atmosphere. The few young boys and girls had also sobered down considerably and were no longer bickering with each other.

The Wilderness has always been like this, littered with danger. The slightest carelessness could lead to irreversible doom. We all must be more cautious on the road ahead!"

On an enormous white unknown beast bone, an old man from the Purple Mountain Clan spoke solemnly, not knowing whether he was comforting himself or all those present.

He was the biological uncle of the Marquis of the Purple Mountain Clan, held a high position and his strength was no weaker than those of others. It was him who pointed out a way out for everyone at the critical moment, helping them escape their predicaments.

"Even the old man is unsure what just happened?"

The leader of the Kong Tribe was taken aback. The elder adorned in white feathers in front of him was from a king's territory and had more extensive experience than they did. But judging by his tone, he still seemed to be unclear about the actual reasons.

I am a foolish old man, I also do not know what just happened. I only felt that if we lingered there any longer, we might have ended up trapped there, from birth to death."

The elder from the Purple Mountain Clan simply nodded in response to the Kong Tribe leader's words, his tone solemn.

"This is indeed strange; nothing was detected except for endless mountain peaks. Even the roads we had passed have seemed to disappear!"

Lei Ming Yuan, the leader of the Thunder Clan, came back. He jumped up and sat back on the beast skin suspended in mid-air.

He had just conducted an investigation in the distance, but he found nothing. He didn't dare to go any further for fear of falling into the same predicament.

Yonder.

A series of vast mountain ranges stood, stretching endlessly, and it was profoundly deep, almost emerging like an ancient beast waking up, seemingly wanting to devour them in one gulp…

This powerful being of the Thunder Clan involuntarily shivered at the thought and quickly averted his gaze.

This was a barren land, with no villages up ahead or shops behind. Should anyone die here, it is very likely that not even a corpse collector would be found.

"Everyone should keep moving. Thinking too much will not do any good."

Legend has it that the mountain depths are home to the Mountain Treasure. Even the Species from the Ancient Times are crazy for it. We must pick up the pace, lest we end up with nothing."

"Even if we don't find anything, dealing with these Species from the Ancient Times would be enough to give us a headache!"

Another figure from a powerful force spoke up, apparently from Cloud Top Palace.

It was a mysterious group, with not many disciples within their ranks, but each individual held the power to rule over a domain. Moreover, they were extraordinarily good-looking, at a young age they could contend with some long-established figures, they were incredibly powerful.

People nodded, tucking their doubts away in their hearts and continued moving forward.

At this moment, atop a certain mountain peak.

Jiang Hui activated his Five Senses to the maximum. Only after the group of people had vanished from his sight that he stopped observing.

He had long noticed this unexpected group stepping into the Wilderness, he'd been observing from the shadows the whole time.

This group was terrifying, particularly those who led, exuding divine aura with runic patterning on their bodies, shining brilliantly like stars. Their vitality was like a boundless ocean, never drying up. Each one was incredibly strong, an important figure from this realm.

However, their luck didn't seem to be good. Immediately upon their arrival, they stepped into a trap Jiang Hui had just set a few days ago – the Paradise.

Paradise was not some formation, it was more like a rule of power, inheriting the grand force of Heaven and Earth. Therefore, there were no such things as breaking or solving a formation.

Although there was no thinking of killing and fighting within, it could trap accidental intruders forever, ignoring the differences in realms, even if a divine spirit that had ignited a Divine Flame went in, it would have to obediently wait.

The reason these people could escape was not that the old man in the feather coat had discovered the correct path, but Jiang Hui had opened a small passage for them.

Otherwise, no matter how much time passed, they could only dream of escaping.

The reason was simple.

Through the conversation among this group, he had basically identified their identities.

They were likely the strong and talented individuals from the Thunder Clan, Luo Floating Marsh, Cloud Top Palace, and Purple Mountain Clan who were' currently adventuring in the mortal world.

According to the original narrative, this group should discover Stone Village and eventually, most of them would fall into the hands of the Stone Village's Ancestral Spiritualist due to their greed for the Suanni Cultivation Technique.

If he had trapped this group of people in the Paradise, he might have inadvertently changed the major plot developments.

Before having genuinely grown up, Jiang Hui did not want to interfere with the main plotline, otherwise, if things got messed up, he would lose a lot of opportunities.

Just because of this reason, he chose to let this group go in the end.

"The Wilderness is going to be lively…"

Jiang Hui stood tall upon the mountain range, overlooking the winding rugged ridges beneath him, a wild atmosphere facing him, with the Paradise blocking everything, he wasn't too worried about himself and Liu Village being affected.

The Thunder Clan, Kong Tribe, Luo Floating Marsh, and others traveled at a fast pace, directly crossing the dense forest.

Half a day later, a village stood in front of the clans.

Only then did the group stop.

"Oh, Grandpa, look, that village's sacrificing spirit is so strange, why is it an old willow tree that has been struck by lightning? Only one tender branch remains!"

The speaker was a little girl from the Purple Mountain Clan, her eyes full of surprise as she looked at the sacrificial spirit on the altar.

It's a lightning-struck tree. Struck by lightning but not destroyed, showing a trace of vitality in obliteration, it must have nurtured a new power. This sacrificial spirit is mine and I won't let anyone take it from me."

From behind, a seemingly six or seven-year-old boy leapt from atop the enormous drake and landed steadily on the ground.

After all, being a child by nature, once they had left the dangerous situation, the young boy's liveliness was restored..