Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

"Brother Bai, wait for me."

Jia Fansong followed behind Bai Shenyi and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "The road in this dense forest is too difficult to walk on. It's either puddles or mud. It's easy to step into the swamp if you're not careful. I'm sweating from walking..."

He walked behind Bai Shenyi and kicked the branches under his feet.

Bai Shenyi only felt that as he walked along, there seemed to be an endless fire in his body, and a stuffy feeling spread throughout his limbs.

Jia Fansong propped up the tree trunk with one hand and waved his hand: "I can't go on. I won't go on. I'm sweating so much that my clothes can be wrung out of water. I just want to find a place to sit for a while."

Bai Shenyi's heart moved, and his lips moved subconsciously: "In this case, I'll pay attention for a while..."

He turned his head and saw Jia Fansong's face, and the words in his mouth suddenly stopped.

Jia Fansong's clothes had already been soaked with sweat, and sweat kept rolling down his forehead, making his pale face look quite exhausted.

"Jia Fansong."

"What?" Jia Fansong's movements lost some strength, and he was about to fall down while supporting himself with the tree trunk beside him.

Bai Shenyi grabbed Jia Fansong by the collar and pulled him up.

"Can't sit."

Jia Fansong pushed Bai Shenyi's arm with his hand: "I'll just sit for a while, there are twelve hours in total, there's still time..."

Bai Shenyi raised his hand and slapped Jia Fansong, looking at his eyes that were instantly filled with anger, and said: "You can sit here for the rest of your life."

"……What?"

The stinging pain on his face brought Jia Fansong back to his senses briefly. He stared at Bai Shenyi's sweaty face and slowly realized that something was wrong.

Jia Fansong's face turned extremely pale: "Little Brother Bai, what you said... is a bit scary."

"I'm not trying to scare you. Something's wrong here, and something's wrong with us."

Bai Shenyi let go of his hand and looked around: "The Immortal Sect election is held in the spring of each year. We are now deep in the forest, but the temperature is no different from that in the hottest summer."

Bai Shenyi put his hand on the hilt of the knife and drew out the long knife with his backhand.

However, the next moment, Bai Shenyi felt his arm sink and someone pressed against his back.

Jia Fansong grabbed Bai Shenyi's arm and said, "What kind of spiritual beast is so powerful?! Can the two of us handle it?"

Bai Shenyi: "If you hold me again, we will both die of heat here."

Jia Fansong flicked his fingers away instantly.

Jia Fansong: "Do you have any solution?"

"Not sure." Bai Shenyi said.

I don't know when it started, but the surroundings have fallen into deathly silence. Even the most basic sounds of insects and birds can no longer be heard.

Bai Shenyi and Jia Fansong had already walked into the trap set by the spirit beast.

Bai Shenyi could break the illusion set up by the spirit beast with one sword, but he could not guarantee that he would have enough spiritual power left after this powerful attack to cope with it.

Jia Fansong wiped the sweat off his face and asked: "What should we do now?"

The temperature in the illusion continued to rise. If the two of them continued like this, they would really die of heat here.

"How about we use the self-defense amulet?" Jia Fansong said.

Bai Shenyi held the knife without changing his posture: "You can use it if you want. I don't know how to use it."

Jia Fansong: "As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. If you die here, you will not be able to enter any immortal arts, physics, or famous and upright sects!"

Bai Shenyi didn't respond and stepped forward.

Jia Fansong looked down at the self-defense amulet in his hand, gritted his teeth and followed.

"Let's try again. If there's still no effect, I'll use this amulet..."

Bai Shenyi's gaze moved and suddenly stopped at a certain place.

He half squatted down and rubbed the leaf he was staring at with his finger.

The bloodstains on his fingertips were clear, and Bai Shenyi twisted his fingers a few times: "There are other people in the illusion, and he is injured."

"The illusion created by the spirit beast was aimed at that person."

Jia Fansong was so upset that he couldn't even cry: "So, we are implicated? What does this mean?"

Bai Shenyi: "It's bad luck."

Jia Fansong: "..."

"The illusion has not been lifted, which means that person is not dead yet. The spiritual beasts in the formation set up by the elders of the Holy Sword Sect are not much more powerful than us. The space of this illusion is not very large. Let's go find the injured person."

Bai Shenyi stood up and said.

Jia Fansong: "I found it...what should I do?"

Bai Shenyi: "Throw him to the spirit beast, and we'll run."

Jia Fansong: "?" Is it so bad? ?

Obviously, that's what Bai Shenyi said.

The knife in Bai Shenyi's hand can sense blood and track it.

It wasn't hard to find the injured person.

But Bai Shenyi couldn't help but be surprised about who this person was.

Bai Shenyi stared at the man covering his arm and said, "Shen Yanzhou."

Shen Yanzhou's face was much paler due to excessive blood loss than Bai Shenyi and Jia Fansong, and it looked as if he was about to die in the next second.

Shen Yanzhou nodded: "Long time no see."

"Do you two know each other?" Jia Fansong held the long whip and said, "That's easy. We are all brothers. Brother Bai, let him pretend to be caught, and we will pretend to give him to the spirit beast."

Bai Shenyi: "..."

Shen Yanzhou: "?"

Shen Yanzhou looked at Bai Shenyi: "You want to hand me over to the spirit beast?"

"We are all brothers, why are you being polite? It's just fake! It's all my fault!" Jia Fansong said.

Bai Shenyi ignored Jia Fansong and asked, "What kind of spirit beast did you encounter?"

"It's a red fire fox, probably at the fifth level of Qi Refining." Shen Yanzhou said.

Bai Shenyi: "After breaking the illusion, what do we do with this spirit beast?"

Shen Yanzhou pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jia Fansong was the first to express his opinion: "I won't steal this spiritual beast, I just want to get out."

Shen Yanzhou said: "You and I will break the illusion together. Whoever cuts its neck first will own it."

"make a deal."

Bai Shenyi swung the knife, and spiritual power instantly filled his wrist.