133: Chapter 133 The Mysterious Giant Serpent

A flash of light flickered in Wu Li's blood-red pupils, and his voice remained calm: "My condition is quite good, and I want to continue deeper to take a look."

The Iron-Backed Bear King opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he swallowed it back.

He nodded, patted his belly, and said in a muffled voice.

"Fine, be careful, little brother."

The Rift-Wind Wolf King licked his lips and also chimed in: "Many of those Immortal Sect Disciples have died, but there are still plenty left, so be extremely careful."

Wu Li nodded.

"Rest assured."

Wu Li watched as the figures of the Iron-Backed Bear King and the Rift-Wind Wolf King disappeared.

He turned around, randomly chose a direction, spread his wings, and continued to fly deep into the ruins.

His figure appeared and disappeared within the grayish-white mist, like a bolt of black lightning, cutting through the dead silence of this wasteland.

The ruins beneath his feet became increasingly dense; some looked like broken city walls, while others had lost their original shape, leaving behind only piles of rubble.

Wu Li's blood-red pupils swept across his surroundings as his spiritual sense poured out, blanketing the area and searching every inch of land.

He flew for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea when the terrain ahead began to change.

The ruins gradually thinned out, replaced by a dried-up riverbed.

The riverbed was several zhang wide, and the bottom was covered with fine pebbles. The stones had been scorched black by something, and some had even cracked.

On both sides of the riverbed were steep stone walls, covered in dense, packed holes, as if they had been drilled out by something or formed naturally.

Wu Li folded his wings and landed on the riverbed, his claws crunching against the pebbles with a "creak, creak" sound.

He crouched down, extended a claw, picked up a pebble, and looked it over repeatedly.

The stone was ice-cold and smooth on the surface, but a faint, scorching aura emanated from within, as if it had been burned by fire or roasted by something.

He tossed the stone away, stood up, and walked upstream along the riverbed.

"Swish, swish~"

Just at this moment.

Wu Li had only taken a few steps when the riverbed beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently.

Rubble jumped, and cracks spread from beneath his feet, widening like a spiderweb.

A terrifying aura surged from underground, as heavy as a mountain and as deep as an abyss, causing every one of Wu Li's feathers to stand on end, his blood-red pupils shrinking sharply.

"BOOM!!"

A black shadow shot out from underground, its speed astonishing, carrying violent spiritual power as it slammed straight into Wu Li's chest.

Wu Li reacted extremely quickly, flapping his wings violently and retreating rapidly, while at the same time, Colorless Profound Light surged from his body, condensing into a pitch-black barrier in front of him.

The barrier had just formed when the black shadow collided with it.

"Crack!"

The Colorless Profound Light shattered instantly like glass.

Wu Li's pupils constricted violently as his body was knocked backward, tumbling through the air several times before crashing heavily to the ground. The impact left a shallow crater in the ground, sending rubble flying and dust rising.

He lay on the ground, his chest feeling stuffy, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His left wing was twisted and deformed, and ink-purple feathers were scattered everywhere.

He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to climb up from the ground, his blood-red pupils locked firmly onto that black shadow.

"Damn it, what is that!"

Wu Li looked up, his pupils constricting sharply. It was a giant snake, its body as thick as a water bucket, covered in pitch-black scales that glinted coldly in the dimness.

On its head grew a single, eerie blue vertical pupil. The pupil reflected Wu Li's figure, holding no emotion, only coldness and killing intent.

Its body was surrounded by grayish-black mist, within which faint lightning flickered, making a "sizzle" sound. Its aura was as thick as an abyss, causing Wu Li to feel a jolt of panic.

"Vicious Beast... a Third-Rank Vicious Beast!"

Wu Li's voice was hoarse and low, carrying a trace of disbelief.

A Third-Rank Vicious Beast is equivalent to a Human Race Golden Core Cultivator, or perhaps even stronger. As a half-step Third-Rank Yao Beast, he was simply no match for it.

"BOOM~"

Wu Li did not hesitate; he flapped his wings violently, turned around, and ran, shooting off into the distance.

His speed was astonishing, and in the blink of an eye, he had flown several dozen zhang.

A trace of coldness and struggle flashed in the giant snake's eerie blue vertical pupil, but it still moved, shooting off like an arrow from a bow, chasing after Wu Li.

Its speed was also astonishing. Wherever the snake's body passed, the ground was plowed into a deep trench, sending rubble flying and dust rising.

"Damn it, so fast!!"

Wu Li flapped his wings desperately, his Demon Power circulating crazily within him, pushed to its absolute limit.

But the giant snake's speed was too fast; it was getting closer and closer.

He could feel that terrifying aura behind him growing thicker and heavier, pressing down on him until he could barely breathe.

Fortunately.

A dense area of ruins soon appeared ahead, with broken walls and towering boulders standing like a forest.

A flash of light gleamed in Wu Li's blood-red pupils. He flapped his wings violently, his figure rapidly gaining altitude as he flew toward the high sky.

The giant snake followed closely behind, its body launching into the air, opening its bloodthirsty maw to bite at Wu Li.

Wu Li's pupils constricted sharply, and he flapped his wings violently, making a sharp turn in the air, narrowly avoiding the giant snake's bloodthirsty maw.

Wu Li gritted his teeth, flapping his wings continuously, his figure rising rapidly, higher and higher.

Fortunately.

After the giant snake chased him for a distance, it seemed to be restricted by something and stopped. Its eerie blue vertical pupil stared fixedly at Wu Li, again revealing a trace of strange emotion...

Wu Li dared not stop; he continued to fly upward until he was out of the giant snake's attack range before he dared to pause.

He hovered in the sky, panting heavily.

"That was close."

Wu Li swallowed his saliva.

"This snake beast's aura... why does it have a sense of familiarity..."

Wu Li muttered.

But he dared not delay here, spreading his wings and flying into the distance. After flying for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the mist ahead gradually thinned, revealing an open, flat piece of land.

In the center of the flat land stood a complete grand hall.

It was not a ruin, nor broken walls, but a complete, well-preserved grand hall.

The hall doors were towering, a full three zhang high. Hanging above the lintel was a pitch-black plaque, the characters on which had been worn blurry by time, but one could vaguely make out the outlines of a few characters.

The steps in front of the hall were paved with bluestone slabs, with withered yellow weeds growing in the cracks between the slabs, and in some places, a thick layer of dust had accumulated.

The hall doors were wide open, hanging crookedly on the door frame, as if they had been knocked open by something, or perhaps they had been blown by the wind for who knows how many years and could finally hold on no longer.

This time, Wu Li did not dare to be arrogant. He landed on a boulder in front of the hall, his blood-red pupils sweeping across every corner of the grand hall.

He raised his right hand and tapped his forehead lightly with his sword finger.

"Blood Pupil, open."

"Hum~"

The blood-red marking on his forehead suddenly lit up, and scarlet light poured out like a tidal wave.