After dealing with the group of acid swamp frogs, the pungent, corrosive white smoke in the air also faded away.
Ruan Tang looked at the frog carcasses rolling in the swamp, her small nose wrinkling involuntarily.
The monsters in this "dead land" are all so disgusting to look at.
Ruan Tang tilted her head and looked at Yan Yu, saying, "Brother, the death zone doesn't seem to affect superpowers."
Yan Yu held her hand, his palm tightening, the warm pressure seeming to confirm her thoughts.
"Yes, superpowers mostly come from the storage of energy in the body's crystal core."
His voice was as steady as ever, and his brief explanation carried a calming power.
Ruan Tang looked up, her almond-shaped eyes shining brightly: "Fortunately, your superpower is still there."
Seeing the admiration in her eyes, Yan Yu was also very happy.
He didn't say anything more, but simply pulled her a little closer to him. An invisible mental shield naturally opened up, completely shutting out the stench of the swamp.
Yan Yu, holding Ruan Tang, used spatial jump to quickly leave the swamp.
Although he could use his spatial abilities, Yan Yu was not clear about the surrounding situation, so he did not continue to teleport Ruan Tang with his spatial abilities. After leaving the swamp, the two appeared on a hillside.
The two were still unsure of the exact size of the "dead zone" and when they would be able to leave, so they decided to proceed with caution.
Fortunately, this "dead zone" is a life-or-death situation for others, but for them, it is more like an undisturbed training.
Although Ruan Tang's consciousness was suppressed, her intuition for danger remained sharp, and she could always detect hidden malice one step ahead.
Yan Yu's mental, lightning, and spatial abilities are completely unaffected here.
Without spiritual energy, those demonic beasts could only rely on their most primal physical instincts to hunt.
When it comes to hand-to-hand combat and killing skills, Yan Yu, who crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the apocalypse, is their ancestor.
The road ahead became almost entirely Yan Yu's personal stage.
The "Ghost-faced Vine," disguised as a dead tree, had just extended its tentacles when it was cleanly severed from its roots by an invisible spiritual blade, without even a chance to twitch.
A group of jet-black, lightning-fast "earth-burrowing worms" burst from the ground, but before they could get close, they were grabbed in mid-air by a terrifying psychic force and silently crushed into mincemeat in the deathly silence.
Ruan Tang followed closely behind Yan Yu, feeling as if she were strolling through her own backyard rather than venturing into some dangerous place. She even had the leisure to comment on the strangely shaped plants around her.
"Brother, look at that mushroom! It glows! It looks so strange!" She pointed to a cluster of fungi that emitted a faint blue glow, her eyes full of curiosity.
Yan Yu swept his mental energy over the area and stated the facts in a calm tone: "Highly poisonous, paralyzes nerves."
"Oh." Ruan Tang immediately and obediently withdrew her restless fingers.
"Where's that tree? Why are its leaves red?"
"That red leaf is extremely corrosive."
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