Chapter 200

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Chapter 200: True Strength
Indeed, just as the Obsidian Beetle had mentioned, Long Qi was on the verge of collapsing. He was now half kneeling on the ground, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, only able to support himself with his right hand. The look in his eyes towards the opposite side was filled with resentment and a hint of fear.
However, the black-veiled woman behind Long Qi, perhaps due to the immense pressure she endured from Long Qi, managed to barely stand in place, maintaining her posture. The anxious look in her eyes as she gazed at Long Qi was evident.
Although she often bossed Long Qi around, their relationship was indescribable with simple words. The reason Long Qi was so severely injured now was because he took on what was in her heart. She suddenly felt a hint of regret. If it weren’t for Long Qi trying to find an opportunity for her to advance to second-rank, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a situation. She cursed herself for being impatient and falling into a trap set by a beast.
If only I were second-best now, I wouldn’t have to be controlled by them. Poor Long Qi has to endure the mental pressure of someone half a level stronger. But she is already pushing her limits, resisting even the remaining half. Is it still a matter of strength?
The woman in black veil forced a smile. She no longer had the energy to use her Minor Prophecy, her once proud ability to foresee the future through divination, now futile without a power source.
So, is all that’s left to wait for death now?
The woman in black veil closed her eyes, prepared to welcome death.
Just then, Zhang Mu leisurely walked over from behind a tall slender bamboo, an Obsidian Beetle perched on his shoulder. He confidently pushed aside the bamboo leaves in front of him, greeted the four of them with a harmless smile, saying, “Hello there.”
The zombie monk, the fox, and Long Qi all turned their gaze towards Zhang Mu.
The fox looked fierce, eager to devour Long Qi as its tasty treat. Zhang Mu’s sudden appearance ruined its mood. As for the first-level woman in black veil, she was just a tiny dessert in the fox’s eyes. The zombie monk, on the other hand, showed no emotional response, staring straight at the woman in black veil who had just warned Long Qi to evade his attack. Not understanding the principles of Minor Prophecy, he was puzzled.
Long Qi, blood dripping from his mouth, stared at Zhang Mu in disbelief, wondering how Zhang Mu had ended up there, his eyes clouded.
Zhang Mu, a first-level evolver with the ability to tame beasts, had now awakened a new fundamental ability in two realms. The woman behind him derived her Minor Prophecy from her mental power, a rare occurrence. Although her mental strength lacked special attributes, her attacks carried defensive capabilities.
His eyes were asking Zhang Mu, “How come it’s you?”
Because of the bamboo forest setting, during the battle just now, he and the woman behind him were communicating, feeling like they were caught in a trap set up by others. They were like two little mice being lured step by step into a hunter’s carefully prepared trap by the tempting cheese of the white fox.
This Zhang Mu, who should be attacking the city outskirts with the evolver now, somehow ended up in Jin Zhong City and arrived at this abandoned Zhenguo Temple, entering the illusion formation of the bamboo forest.
Now his plan to behead failed, his troops outside the city should have already retreated in defeat. These were his orders, instructions originally given to his deputy. Regardless of his ability to come out, when the extent of casualties reaches a certain level, they must retreat. This is an order.
However, Zhang Mu just mysteriously smiled at him, blinked as if answering his question, and slowly said, “Yes, it’s me.”
Smiling, Zhang Mu was slowly moving in that direction.
At this moment, Long Qi struggled to move his hand on the ground. He saw Zhang Mu coming over and his bell-like eyes widened, glaring angrily at Zhang Mu, telling him to leave.
This Zhang Mu had no idea how dangerous it was here. In this illusion formation, there were also the mental pressures of the white fox and the zombie monk. Just because they had all their attention on Zhang Mu. Once they couldn’t hold on here, the target of their mental release would all be on Zhang Mu.
He probably didn’t know the depth of this bamboo forest, stumbling in accidentally. Long Qi didn’t believe in Zhang Mu’s strength at all. They were all second-rank experts in terms of mental abilities.
Even though Zhang Mu’s arrival here was strange, he didn’t have time to think, he just wanted to leave as Zhang Mu realized the danger here and quickly leave this dangerous place.
But Zhang Mu still seemed oblivious, making Long Qi sigh heavily inside.
Originally, it was enough for just the two of them to die, but now adding an unlucky Zhang Mu into the mix, he didn’t want Zhang Mu to get into trouble, because he was also somewhat related to Long Qi’s past. His original plan was to take care of each other as much as possible, but now even he was in danger. It seemed impossible now.
He even closed his eyes, Zhang Mu approaching closer meant certain death for him, struggling desperately to survive, hoping that before the white foxes could extract the spiritual power from him, Zhang Mu could react and leave quickly.
Zhang Mu shook his head helplessly, looking at Long Qi and silently murmuring to himself, “Even when you’re about to die, you still want me to leave. If I leave like this, it feels uneasy, as if I’m swallowing something of yours.”
As expected, Zhang Mu’s death did not come, he calmly took steps towards the direction of the white foxes, leaving Long Qi truly astonished.
Zhang Mu completely ignored the intimidating gaze from the white foxes, facing the eyes that were about to devour him, he walked until he was just three meters away from the white foxes and stopped.
He actually had spiritual power, and he was even second-rank!
Is this his true strength?