The cave was very quiet; there were no sounds of wild animals or human activity.
"What should we do? Should we go in and take another look?"
"No, maybe not..."
The cave was dark inside, and there were many semi-dried bloodstains on the cave walls, so the three of them dared not go inside.
After waiting a while, Fengluo heard sounds of activity inside. They carefully hid in the bushes and watched the cave entrance warily.
After waiting a while, we saw several people carrying weapons walk out of the cave and carefully observe the surroundings.
When Lü Huanhuan and Liu Guifang saw these people, they couldn't wait to jump out and shouted, "Brother Yang Wei, Brother Hu Zi! It's us! We're so glad to have found you!" They started crying as they spoke.
Ah Jiang was also very happy to see the three little girls come back alive. Although she didn't have much of a relationship with them, she still felt good that they were able to come back alive when real danger came.
However, when A-Jiang looked at Feng Luo, she felt something was off about this little girl.
In the village, she was just an introverted, shy, and taciturn girl who seemed a bit dim-witted, but now her eyes are much more alert.
Moreover, her eyes have become much more alert; I can't quite put my finger on it, but I've started paying attention to her.
"It's so good that the three of you are still alive!" Yang Wei and the others were also very excited.
"We were terrified! We saw so many corpses on the road, we thought...we thought..."
These words caused everyone's expressions to turn very grim, clearly recalling some unpleasant scenes.
Zhao Shide walked over from behind and changed the subject, saying, "It's alright, it's alright, stop crying, let's think about what to do today."
When this topic came up, everyone fell silent.
Feng Luo was also speechless. She had been suppressed for more than ten years and almost lost her soul. Now that she had finally woken up, she was in such a dangerous situation.
In typical romance novels, the male lead appears when the female lead is in danger, but the question is, is she the female lead? Or is it a story of a strong female lead focusing on her career without a romantic partner? In the novels she's read, the survival of the fittest and murder-for-treasure are all too common in the cultivation world.
Sigh, if only I could transmigrate into a romance novel and be the female lead, enjoying sweet love! Why is her transmigration so tragic?
While Feng Luo was lost in thought, everyone quickly packed their things and prepared to go find food and weapons.
On the way, Yang Wei briefly recounted his experience from the previous day:
"Nothing happened for the first half of the night. Just as I was about to fall asleep, a tongue suddenly darted in through a crack in the cave entrance. The tongue was long and forked, covered in sticky mucus. Once it got on people, it would retract into the monster's mouth. The monster then used its sharp claws to pry open the rocks at the cave entrance, and its long, thin mouth darted in. Its tongue swept wildly through the cave, and more people were eaten by it."
"Fortunately, the beast was too big to fit in, and the cave was deep enough. We retreated again and again, and Pang Longhan and the others used the swords they found to cut its tongue a few times. When it drew blood, the beast was in pain and stopped going deeper into the cave. Otherwise, the outcome yesterday might have been very different."
Therefore, of the original sixty-odd people, only twenty-odd remain.
After saying all this, Yang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, as if the nightmare of yesterday had finally passed and the weight on his heart had been lifted.
The twenty-three people divided up their tasks and began searching for food and making weapons. During this time, they encountered several lone individuals who joined the group, bringing the total number of people to thirty-seven. The tense nerves of the group began to relax slightly.
But when night falls, the forest becomes even more brutal than before.
This time, the Spirit-Hunting Mountain has opened three seals, allowing demonic beasts below the seventh rank to freely hunt prey.
The people's original preparations were no match for the claws of the more powerful monsters. They were not in a hurry to devour human flesh and blood like the lower-level monsters, but instead toyed with those who were trapped in boundless fear, watching their various reactions.
The night was longer than usual. The number of deaths was not as high as before, but the screams were particularly shrill.
The monsters only retreated when the sun rose and dispelled the fog in the forest.
Three nights, countless dead and injured.
Those who barely survived fell into despair and began to beg for mercy, wanting to leave this place.
After no one responded, he began to curse, cursing this place, this sect, and this world.
Some, unable to accept the harsh reality, chose suicide.
Three days of hellish living had pushed people's emotions to the limit, and they finally exploded.
Others began killing each other in a fight for weapons and food.
His blood-covered, grinning face resembled that of a demon from hell. Just as he took the weapon into his hand, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen. A sharp wooden stick had pierced his back. He collapsed, his eyes glazed over, not even knowing who had killed him.
Will there still be sect selections like this?
Ah Jiang has read countless cultivation novels, but he has never seen anything like this before. This is the epitome of a hellish start.
Even with preparation, I was still shocked by what I saw.
She has no undercover mission in mind right now, nor does she have any grand ambition to overthrow Huanling Mountain; she just wants to return to her sect as soon as possible.
"I wonder what the sect's high-ranking disciples are planning, and when we can go back."
Fortunately, this team was lucky. They applied grass juice at night, hid deep in the cave, and escaped the monster's night attack.
On the fourth night, the forest was very quiet.
Of the more than 1,600 people who entered the mountain at this time, less than half remained.
Just when people were hoping that the nightmare would end, the following night made them even more desperate, as all the monsters below the seventh rank came out to hunt.
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