Endless Succession of the Dead

"Elder Dagu, what's going on?"

Having watched the burly youth die tragically, many of the Azure Wood Manor separatists turned fearful. If they had been the ones probing the way forward, they would have ended with the same outcome. It was an outcome that truly left them without any remains.

The purple-robed elder's face twitched as the expression on his face turned grim. He gritted his teeth and said, "The Heaven and Earth array of the Blood Desert is profound, so having an occasional mistake in the path I figured out can hardly be avoided."

Hardly be avoided?

He had said the words 'hardly be avoided' so frivolously, but to the scout, it would mean the outcome of turning into a pool of blood before vaporizing.

"What about that punk named Yi Yun? Why was he able to predict the fatal outcome from that one step?" Rooster asked. Yi Yun's words from before had left him with a lingering fear.