Chapter 200 The Birth of the Divine Beast

Helian Hong held a sword in her hand, dressed in black, looking serious and cold. She observed her surroundings vigilantly, but still managed to spare some energy to respond to Feng Rong's words:

"Their strength is indeed quite impressive, which is rare in this spiritually barren Eastern Wasteland. But do you think that woman in white looks familiar?"

Feng Rong waved his hand. "It's just a silhouette from behind. We haven't even seen the face yet. How can we tell it looks familiar?"

Helian Hong frowned. She didn't know either, but it was indeed very rare that she felt that she had seen that figure somewhere before.

Who could it be?

"Su Qianchen, what do you think?"

Beside Helian Hong, there was a man in a brocade white robe. He stood with his hands behind his back, his jade-like face as soft and lustrous as moonlight.

Her facial features are as delicate as a young girl, but she doesn't look feminine at all. She is just beautiful, a beauty that is hard to describe.

Although there was no expression on his face, he gave people the illusion that he was smiling.

His eyes were as beautiful as a clear lake bathed in moonlight, sparkling with amber light, extremely beautiful and pure.

But at this moment, his eyes were fixed on Yun Guiyue's back, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

The beauty looks like an old friend.

"Qianchen?"

Helian Hong cried out in confusion. Su Qianchen had never lost his mind before. Could it be that there was something about those people that made Qianchen concerned?

Su Qianchen calmly withdrew his gaze, "Sorry, I'm a little tired. I don't think they look alike. After all, no one can replicate that person's grace."

Feng Rong smiled, as if he understood everything. "But Qianchen, we didn't say who she looked like. Who did you think of?"

Su Qianchen didn't answer, "Let's go, the divine beast has been born, we are here for a mission, don't delay."

When the mission was mentioned, the other two people's expressions straightened.

"Qian Chen is right, let's go."

Yun Guiyue and others killed another green earthworm, and their physical strength was consumed again.

Yun Yuhen's robe was stained with blood, but it remained unwrinkled. He frowned slightly, "There's something strange about the forest today. When these monsters fought us, they didn't seem to be lingering in the fight. They didn't seem to want to compete with us for anything, they just wanted to leave quickly."

Yun Guiyue hummed, breathing heavily, "Indeed, it seems that there is something they are afraid of deep in this forest, so they are hiding from it."

Having said that, Yun Guiyue looked up and exchanged glances with Yun Yuhen. The two of them had such a tacit understanding that they could understand each other without speaking.

The only thing that can scare the monsters in the depths of the Misty Forest is a monster that is stronger than them.

The strongest magical beast they have seen so far is a seventh-level magical beast, so there must be at least an eighth-level or ninth-level magical beast among them.

But the one who could scare them to such an extent must be more than just this, it must be at the immortal level, or even the god level.

However, the god-level monsters have disappeared from this world for tens of thousands of years. They almost only exist in records. Many people even think that the so-called mythical beasts are just a legend.

So at this time, the two people had no doubt that it was a divine beast. So if it was not a fairy beast, it must be an extremely evil beast - a ferocious beast.

Yun Yuhen advised in a low voice, "Hua'er, Master Su, it's best for you to stay where you are. We will set up a formation to protect you. If you go in together, it will be dangerous, and we may not be able to protect you."