God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Although Ye Changqing and his group successfully broke through the encirclement of the Fire Spirit Tribe, given the current situation, it was only a matter of time before Huo Ming and his group caught up with them.

Moreover, given Qi Wu's severe injuries, he obviously couldn't sustain a full-speed sprint for long.

Once you're entangled, it's just as difficult to escape.

Once the Fire Spirit Tribe has dealt with those Black Soul Beasts, they can surround and kill everyone here.

"So you still can't escape?"

Qi Wu gritted his teeth and said that in the current situation, they still had to make a difficult choice and leave someone behind to cover their retreat.

Before he could speak, Ye Changqing, who had been protected in the center of the group, shouted.

"where to."

Ye Changqing pointed to a black forest not far away, which was full of huge, ancient trees.

These ancient trees, towering like pillars connecting heaven and earth, stand there, their entire bodies a deep black.

This forest is also an entrance to the Black Mang Mountain, where a thick black mist shrouds the area year-round.

The Black Mang Mountains are vast, so it's impossible that there's only one entrance, the canyon.

Seeing that Ye Changqing was about to disappear into Black Mang Mountain again, everyone had mixed feelings.

This Black Mang Mountain is a forbidden area for their barbarian god clan. In the past, even when passing by, they would avoid it, let alone enter it. They would stay as far away as possible and not even take a step closer.

The Black Mang Mountain, which the Barbarian God Clan avoided like the plague, suddenly felt like home to Ye Changqing.

We just rushed out of the Black Mang Mountain canyon, and now we're going to plunge right back in? You think you're going home?

A member of the Yanwu tribe couldn't help but speak up.

“Brother Ye, the entrance to this Black Mist Forest is far more dangerous than the canyon we just passed. We are here…”

Although they are both entrances to Black Mang Mountain, the level of danger is naturally different.

That canyon we just passed was, arguably, one of the least dangerous entrances.

Under normal circumstances, even those Black Soul Beasts shouldn't appear outside the canyon; they can only be encountered deep inside.

However, the black mist forest before them was completely different, fraught with danger, not only containing poisonous black mist.

Moreover, even if you only enter the outer area initially, you may encounter tree spirits unique to the Black Mist Forest.

These tree spirits are even more powerful than the Black Soul Beasts.

So it's understandable that you went into the canyon entrance before. Since things were already like this, you might as well take a gamble and maybe you'd end up with a huge windfall.

But now you're not even afraid of the Black Mist Forest, that's a bit outrageous, it's unacceptable, this is the Black Mist Forest after all.

However, faced with the concerns of this Yanwu tribesman, and after listening to the translation from the extraterrestrial demon, Ye Changqing's response was simply two words.

"Go in."

The Black Mist Forest is dangerous, but we can't worry about that now, because there's no other choice.

If we continue to flee like this, it won't be long before Huo Ming and his men catch up with us, and then everyone will die.

If given other options, Ye Changqing would never have ventured into this grove.

After all, he was afraid of dying. When it came to valuing his life, Ye Changqing believed he was second to none, but this was the only chance he could survive right now.

Therefore, no matter how dangerous the Black Mist Forest is, everyone has to grit their teeth and charge forward, without any hesitation.

Faced with Ye Changqing's resolute stance, the Yanwu tribe members, though experiencing mixed feelings, did not persist in their insistence.

Unbeknownst to them, Ye Changqing had become the backbone of the team, and even Qi Wu listened to his every word.

Immediately, everyone turned and rushed straight towards the black mist forest.

The survivor, who had been relentlessly pursuing them and was about to catch up, was initially taken aback when he saw the actions of the Yanwu tribe.

What's going on? It was running perfectly fine, why did it suddenly make a sharp turn?

Is this a case of giving up because there's no hope left, or are they simply throwing caution to the wind?

At first, he didn't understand, but when Huo Ming saw the ancient forest shrouded in black mist in front of the Yanwu tribe, he felt his scalp tingle.

The Black Mist Forest was familiar to everyone in the Yanwu Tribe, and Huo Ming was naturally no stranger to it either.

This is yet another entrance leading into the interior of Black Mang Mountain, and judging from the actions of the Yanwu tribe members, they clearly intend to go inside again.

Having guessed what the Yanwu tribe was thinking, Huo Ming felt a chill run down his spine.

These bastards are going to sneak into the Black Mang Mountains again. Aren't they afraid of dying?

Seeing that this group of heartless and insane creatures was about to enter the mountain again, Huo Ming couldn't help but roar.

"Stop them! We must not let them enter the Black Mang Mountains, quick!"

The Yanwu tribe people are crazy, but the Huoling tribe people are not.

Outside, they could easily surround and kill the Yanwu tribe members, but if they were asked to charge into the Black Mang Mountains like these madmen, they certainly wouldn't dare.

Who the hell is crazy enough to go to Black Mang Mountain to die? What else could that be but utter madness?

As Huo Ming roared, the Fire Spirit Tribe members beside him increased their speed even further.

They planned to stop the Yanwu tribe members before they entered the Black Mist Forest.

However, despite the Fire Spirit Tribe's best efforts, they still failed to stop Ye Changqing and his group outside the Black Mist Forest.

Just as they arrived outside the Black Mist Forest, Ye Changqing and his group had already plunged into the dark and deep Black Mist Forest.

They could only stand outside the forest and watch helplessly as Ye Changqing and his group gradually disappeared from view.

However, no one dared to take another step forward. As the saying goes, they weren't crazy. Who would go to the Black Mist Forest to die if they had nothing better to do?

Huo Ming gritted his teeth, his anger burning, wishing he could tear those fools from the Yanwu tribe to pieces.

Can't you guys just die already? You're so sure he wouldn't dare enter Black Mang Mountain, so you keep using this trick, right?

But ironically, the Yanwu tribe members actually made the right bet, because Huo Ming really didn't dare to enter the Black Mang Mountain.

Especially entering the mountains through this black mist forest, something I never even considered.

They didn't even dare to enter the previous canyon entrance, let alone the Black Mist Forest, which has an even greater risk factor.

"You bastards, you just want to die in this Black Mang Mountain, right? Fine, I'll grant your wish."

Huo Ming cursed viciously. If they dared not enter the forest, then there was only one option left: block the entrance and see how long the Yanwu tribe could hold out in this black mist forest.

Last time they managed to break out, this time he wanted to see what other tricks the Yanwu tribe had up their sleeves.

As long as the entrance is blocked, the tree spirits in the Black Mist Forest can take care of the Yanwu tribe without them having to lift a finger.

This black fog forest is a dead end.