333: Chapter 333 The Underground Iron Furnace and the Mysterious Mist of the Ghost Cry Forest!

Su Yang led the four women and continued forward.

There was none of the oppression of the underground caverns here; instead, it was a hazy, gray forest.

A blood-red moon hung in the sky. All around were bare, black trees.

The branches were twisted and deformed, like struggling arms. The air was thick with a strong, putrid stench.

Qin Xueji clutched Bai Li's clothes tightly, her voice trembling: "Boss, what is this place? It feels so eerie."

Bai Li looked around, a flash of vigilance crossing her purple eyes.

"This place is called the Ghost Weeping Forest. Everyone be careful; many unknown dangers are hidden within the forest."

Mary covered her nose, her face full of disgust.

"It stinks so bad. There isn't even a single living animal in a place like this, just a bunch of rotten bones."

Su Yang stood with his hands in his casual pants pockets, his expression calm.

"I don't care what place it is, as long as there's treasure. Let's move forward."

The group walked forward along the small path through the forest.

The dry leaves on the ground made a rustling sound as they stepped on them.

The gray mist around them grew thicker and thicker, and visibility dropped sharply.

Some kind of hallucination seemed to be hidden within the gray mist; strange dark shadows constantly darted between the trees, letting out ear-piercing screams in an attempt to disturb everyone's minds.

Qin Xueji was just a newcomer who had just stepped over the threshold of cultivation; she was made dizzy by the sounds, and her footsteps faltered.

Su Yang noticed her abnormality, and a ball of golden Pure Yang True Fire ignited at his fingertip.

The golden flame was like a bright lamp in the dim forest, instantly dispersing the surrounding gray mist.

Pure Yang Qi specifically counters sinister illusions.

Qin Xueji immediately felt her mind clear, and she gave Su Yang a grateful look.

Su Yang withdrew the flame from his fingertip, letting the golden light hover above his palm.

"Keep up. If you fall behind, no one is going to look for you," Su Yang said flatly, turning to continue his stride.

Qin Xueji nodded hastily and quickened her pace to keep up, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes.

Following behind Su Yang, her racing heart gradually calmed down.

The dry leaves on the ground piled thicker and thicker, stepping on them was like stepping into a soft, rotten quagmire.

The surrounding air became very cold and damp. Visible wisps of cold air darted between the trees.

They walked for over ten minutes.

Bai Li suddenly stopped, her purple eyes looking toward the base of a thick, withered tree on the left.

"Husband, there's something under the tree," Bai Li spoke softly, pointing lightly with the folding fan in her hand.

Su Yang walked over to take a look.

In the soil at the base of the withered tree, several herbs grew that were pitch-black all over and emitted a faint blue light.

The leaf shape was like a ghost face, very strange. The soil around the herbs appeared a bizarre purple-black color.

"Nether Ghost Shadow Grass." Bai Li recognized the herb's origin. "It has long been extinct in the outside world and is a top-grade Material for refining Soul-Returning Pills. It grows in places with the heaviest Yin Qi."

Su Yang reached out and grabbed them, pulling them up by the roots and casually tossing them into his storage space.

"Consider it a small harvest. Let's keep going."

Just as he finished speaking, dense rustling sounds suddenly came from the surrounding gray mist.

The sound surged from all directions, as if countless feet were frantically running over the dry leaves.

The tree branches were struck, making cracking sounds.

Immediately after, pairs of crimson eyes lit up one after another in the mist.

Densely packed, there were at least a thousand pairs, surrounding the five of them.

Low growls rose and fell, carrying a thick scent of blood.

The gray mist dispersed.

Over a thousand black giant wolves, comparable in size to water buffaloes, bared their sharp fangs and slowly approached.

The giant wolves had no fur; their muscles were exposed directly, appearing dark red.

Saliva dripped onto the ground, emitting puffs of white smoke.

"Nether Blood Wolves. They like to live in packs and are brutal by nature," Bai Li gave her assessment.

Seeing the wolf pack, Mary immediately flapped her black bat wings excitedly and flew into mid-air.

Her tight leather outfit outlined her explosive figure.

"Leave these big dogs to me! Just in time to stretch my limbs!"

Ten-centimeter-long blood-colored sharp claws instantly grew from Mary's fingers, like ten sharp daggers, flashing with a bloodthirsty red glow.

Chu Ling's ice-blue long dress fluttered in the wind, and she was equally unwilling to be outdone.

"Half each, let's see who kills more."

Chu Ling's voice was cold as she condensed two faint blue ice swords in her hands.

Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice cold air traveled along the blades.