353: Thrilling swamp, exhausted ashore

For a moment, Shen Bei thought he was seeing things.

How could he see a figure entering the swamp on the opposite bank?

He knew that within the unknown powerful being's barrier, only he and Zhuang Bifan had entered, and no one else had been found.

On his side, he had completely exhausted his True Qi, consumed several bottles of True Qi Pills, and then, by drawing on Zhuang Bifan's True Qi, he was panting and out of breath, his physical strength failing, only then did he Breakthrough the swamp and see hope of reaching the shore.

But there was someone on the other side?

How was that possible!

Shen Bei focused his gaze again, looking closely.

In just a breath or two, he clearly saw the figure entering the swamp, and Shen Bei was slightly startled.

It was a Little Brat of four or five years old, with a bit of baby fat, a dirty face, messy black hair, and a black short-sleeved shirt covered in mud.

He was carefully walking in the swamp, looking for a place to step, but soon, as if attracted by something, he slowly approached a small puddle, stretching his neck to look into it.

Shen Bei's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed over, the first thing he saw was the water plants in the puddle slowly parting, revealing a bloated and somewhat rotten female corpse floating under the water, with a faint smile, her arms slowly swaying, attracting the Little Brat above.

A look of surprise appeared on the Little Brat's face, and he reached out to grab the surface of the water.

This is bad.

Shen Bei was startled; at this point, he couldn't bother to wonder why there was a Little Brat here.

His True Qi began to be consumed in vast quantities.

In an instant, his speed increased several times, and he rushed straight towards the Little Brat.

At the same time, Shen Bei struck out with his palm, and a bolt of lightning streaked straight towards the monster.

Rumble...

From beneath the puddle, a monster burst out of the water, its gaping maw filled with jagged teeth, just as it was about to bite the Little Brat.

Lightning streaked across the sky, crushed by some unknown force, instantly twisting and exploding, then illuminating the swamp in a bright flash.

Amidst the ferocious explosion of electricity, the Void Realm rippled, and rolling thunder roared, shaking everything around, as if the endless swamp beneath their feet trembled.

That bolt of lightning instantly struck the monster.

Its action of biting the Little Brat immediately froze.

The monster roared repeatedly, its body flashing with electricity and blood splattering as it frantically retreated.

Shen Bei's attack was a hundred thousand volts!

Although it wounded the monster, it was not enough to cause fatal damage.

Just at this moment.

"Wah!"

It wasn't until the monster fell back into the puddle and disappeared again that the Little Brat, frightened, sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Shen Bei's face was ashen, and his steps quickened, his speed increasing by another notch.

The monster had fallen into the water and disappeared, but he felt an invisible Killing Intent floating around; the monster had started to target him.

Rushing to the Little Brat's side, Shen Bei grabbed him, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and ran wildly out of the swamp; at such a speed, even if he stepped into the mud, he could run out before sinking.

There was still less than a kilometer to the shore outside the swamp, but after running for about three hundred meters, Shen Bei's hair stood on end, a chill spread through him, and a sense of great terror and crisis instantly engulfed his entire body, the blood flowing in his veins even showing signs of freezing.

This was instinct; when a creature faces an inevitable crisis, it either stiffens, ready to be slaughtered, or explodes with maximum frenzy.

The difference was too great!

Splash.

The sound of water splashing behind him rang out, Shen Bei's hair stood on end, his heart pounded wildly, the great terror between life and death almost made his heart burst, and all he could hear was the pounding of his heart.

In that instant of life and death, Shen Bei seemed to Breakthrough the oppressive fear, instantly transforming from being ready to be slaughtered into the most hysterical frenzy, his thoughts surging dozens of times faster.

Just as the monster, with its gaping maw, rushed towards them.

"Old Bi!"

Zhuang Bifan was still examining the corpse in the mirror, but upon hearing Shen Bei's shout, he poked his head out of the mirror.

This sight startled Zhuang Bifan; the monster's gaping maw was heading straight for his head.

"Holy crap!"

Zhuang Bifan reacted incredibly fast, grabbing a stool and pushing it with one hand, actively shoving it into the monster's gaping maw.

Crack.

More than a dozen of the monster's jagged teeth were instantly broken.

An enraged wail echoed through the swamp, and the monster flicked its tail, disappearing back into the puddle.

Shen Bei did not stop, again carrying the Little Brat on his shoulder and running wildly.

The Little Brat, who had been crying loudly, was now just wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

"I feel like you called me out to die…" Zhuang Bifan muttered.

"Just tell me if you're dead or not."

Zhuang Bifan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I'm alive by my own ability."

"You're awesome," Shen Bei praised.

There was still nearly seven hundred meters to go before leaving the swamp area; at this distance, according to the monster's attack frequency, they would have to fend off at least two more attacks to escape.

As expected, after two or three more breaths, having traveled over a hundred meters, that terrifying sense of crisis surged again.

Shen Bei used the same method, having Zhuang Bifan constantly on alert behind him to block attacks.

However, the monster's last attack did not come from behind Shen Bei, but suddenly appeared on his right side.

Zhuang Bifan tried to swing the stool again, but it was out of reach.

But Zhuang Bifan's combat reaction was also extremely fast.

He threw a few pieces of glass, then with a backhand slap, a long cylinder made of mirrors descended from the sky, directly trapping the monster within.

This mirror cylinder was similar to the one used against the leader of the alien army.

It could temporarily interrupt the enemy's attack rhythm.

Neither of them needed to kill the monster; they just needed to run to the shore, which was the most convenient and easiest way at the moment.

The monster was trapped by the sudden mirror prison and shattered the mirror almost instantly.

And in that brief moment, Shen Bei had already reached the shore.

After missing its target, the monster did not fall into the water; instead, it seemed to go insane, savagely tearing and slashing at its surroundings.

Water splashed, water plants withered, and corrosive Qi constantly steamed up with sizzling sounds; in just a breath or two, an area of over ten meters around was completely turned into stagnant water, everything corroded clean.

After Shen Bei landed, he looked back and saw that the monster, like a tide, had retreated and disappeared, seemingly waiting for Shen Bei to return, continuing to lie in wait.

Shen Bei, however, did not stop, running wildly, escaping the range of the swamp.

After fleeing nearly a kilometer out of the swamp's range in one breath, Shen Bei finally stopped, panting heavily, his wildly beating heart finally settling down for a bit.

Shen Bei collapsed onto the ground.

He was dizzy and exhausted, having continuously used the Seven Stars Steps for nearly three hours, and being chased by a large number of monsters, his nerves were taut, and his psychological pressure was immense.

He felt like his entire body was on the verge of collapsing.

He pulled out three bottles of water and chugged them down, but still couldn't produce any urine.

After a short rest.

Shen Bei placed the Little Brat on the ground, rubbing his head, his expression a bit complex.

What the hell was this thing?

Was it really human?