Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

The old toad finally admitted defeat this time. The Mirage Dragon was truly ruthless, and he kept his word. He had just had his leg torn off, and he never wanted to experience that unforgettable pain again in his lifetime.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to just want to teach him a lesson, and took it back to him, which was completely natural.

With such methods, such ruthlessness, and such strength, he would not dare to act presumptuously in front of these people even if he had ten times the courage.

He didn't know that he was just trapped in the mirage dragon's illusion.

All of this was a product of the mirage dragon's words and the old toad's own imagination, which is why it was so painful. Imagined pain has no limit; it's as painful as it can be.

Besides, the old toad was full of poison, so he wouldn't touch it. It would just dirty his hands.

The effect is quite good. Even if this old man is asked to describe what his parents look like, he will not hesitate.

"Do you know if there are human kingdoms around here?"

"The human realm... the Cangji Swamp is rarely visited. It's too vast, filled with miasma and teeming with snakes and insects. Even if one ventures there, they'll be injured, if not killed. Humans, with their frail bodies, simply cannot survive here..." The old toad paused, then pondered carefully.

"Just tell me if you have it or you don't, stop talking nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Although there are no human kingdoms nearby, people still occasionally wander into this swamp. A few people escaped from the north a while ago."

"Where are they now?"

"Uh..." The old toad's words trailed off, his eyes darting around guiltily.

It was obvious without even thinking that those people had ended up in this old man's stomach. Seeing Su Mu's eyes harden, the old man immediately tried to cover it up: "It wasn't my intention! I didn't harm them. They were already on the verge of death when they got here, severely injured, and had inhaled a lot of miasma. Even if I hadn't... they wouldn't have survived."

"Oh, right, they have something on them." The old toad immediately reached into his sleeve and pulled out a token, some papers, silver, and other items, handing them to Su Mu and the others.

Most of these tokens were stained with dried blood, some even seeping into the iron, indicating they had been soaked in blood countless times. The tokens bore the character "Li," and even from this single character, one could sense the murderous intent and the unrestrained, wild style of the engraver.

The old toad heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the people's attention was attracted by the things. Fortunately, he didn't swallow them all at once because he thought they were interesting. Now he had to rely on these things to save his life.

Besides the token, there were some other small items. Just by looking at the contents of the letters, one could tell they were family letters and battle reports, wrapped in waterproof oil paper, apparently from the battlefield. The rest was a jade pendant made of fine material.

"Oh, right, and this too." The old toad seemed to remember something, and after rummaging in his sleeve for a long time, he pulled out an iron sword. Su Mu picked it up and flicked it lightly. The material was tough and incredibly sharp; it was a fine greatsword.

"It seems those who escaped are no ordinary people."

"Are there any other people besides them?" Su Mu asked.

"No, it was just a few days ago. Someone might come looking for us, so I'll keep an eye out and let you know as soon as anyone does," the old toad said ingratiatingly.

He was very smooth and could tell that this immortal wanted to find the human kingdom, so he said this. Anyway, let's start with the good words.

However, Su Mu shook his head. It was enough to know which direction they came from. If they went in that direction, they would definitely find it.

"Okay, thank you for your answer," Su Mu said gratefully.

"But one thing is one thing. You eat people, and since we've encountered this, let's tear off a leg as a warning."

"No, no, no!!" The toad retreated excitedly.

However, the old goat was faster. He raised his hand and the old toad floated up. One of his legs was struggling constantly, and a huge force was tearing his leg apart.

With a "ripping" sound, the entire leg was ripped off.

He scored twice, but the psychological effect and the pain in his legs made the opponent faint.

"You don't need to pretend, it won't kill you."

After saying that, the few people ignored the old toad and left. The old toad on the ground opened its eyes palely, its eyes full of cruelty, as if it wanted to eat its flesh and gnaw its bones.

The wound on the leg healed quickly, but it would be difficult for the leg to grow back. This injury was serious, and I didn't know how long it would take to heal.

&34; Wait... &34;

Suddenly, the old toad seemed to remember something and immediately spoke to the air: "We can talk!!"

As he spoke, he didn't care about the torn leg and jumped up high. However, the moment the old toad jumped up, there was a wriggling under the swamp, and a huge black python opened its bloody mouth and bit towards the old toad.

"You dare!!"

The old toad wasn't one to be trifled with, and he spat venom in mid-air, attempting to stop the python. His venom sizzled as it touched the python's scales. However, the two were clearly old rivals, and they were well-versed in these tactics.

"What wouldn't I dare? I'll strike while the iron is hot. This is such a golden opportunity, so stop struggling and just let me devour you! Ouch!!!"

Seeing the other toad refused to give up, the old toad transformed into its original form. The two behemoths engaged in a battle in the swamp. Previously, it would have been fine, with neither side able to defeat the other. While it wasn't as easy now, it was nothing compared to the rewards. If he could devour this toad, his territory would expand, and more importantly, his strength would undoubtedly increase significantly.

Even if you weren't lame, he'd been envious of you for a long time. Otherwise, the two of you wouldn't have been fighting endlessly. In this swamp, the likes of the red muntjac were few and far between.

More often than not, it's a case of the strong preying on the weak, you eat me, I eat you, a common occurrence in this vast swamp. Perhaps due to its natural resources, this swamp is home to countless monsters and spirits, many of which can transform, at least as many as a handful. They fight savagely in this swamp.

The old toad had gone looking for the red muntjac with the intention of killing it, but the muntjac was so good at hiding that he couldn't even find any trace, so he gave up.

This unforeseen disaster could only be attributed to fate. The red muntjac might not have given it much thought, but because the only toad causing trouble recently was this old one, it had left a lasting impression. When Su Mu and the others asked about it, they subconsciously pointed at him.

And if the old toad had not eaten those mortals, he would not have been punished.

If he hadn't been taught a lesson, he wouldn't be in the snake's mouth now. Isn't this the same fate as those mortals? It's like everything is preordained.

This is also the horror of this swamp.