“Mr. Chance, are you all right?”
Cloud hurried over and was delighted to find that Jared was unharmed. “I’m fine,” Jared reassured with a smile. In contrast, when Montane Daemon saw Jared, he widened his eyes in disbelief..
“Mr. Chance, your… your aura is… You’ve achieved a breakthrough and have become a peak Eighth Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator?” Montane Daemon remarked, inhaling sharply.
It had only been days since they parted from Jared, and although they had no idea where he had gone, it was ludicrous to be able to transform from a Fifth Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator to a peak Eighth Level Body Fusion Realm cultivator.
It was only when Montane Daemon made that comment did Cloud realize that Jared’s aura had indeed changed-that his cultivation level had ascended a lot.
“Mr. Chance, did you encounter something fortuitous?” Cloud asked, envious. This was, after all, an ancient battlefield. It would not be strange if Jared were to come across something wondrous or receive a blessing to increase his cultivation level that quickly.
“In a way,” Jared affirmed with a nod. Not too far away from them were Fayzon and the rest. They, too, were astounded to notice Jared’s rapid rise in cultivation level.
In addition to shock, envy spread among them. They had obtained nothing more than a few battered and partially broken weapons in this place. On the other hand, Jared had come across a miraculous event that helped him gain several cultivation levels.
“Mr. Chance, it’s been days since we’ve wandered around here, but we haven’t been able to find a way out. There are nothing but bones here, so how did you come across an interesting encounter? We’ve been looking for you the entire time, and we could sense you right beside us, but we couldn’t find you at all. It was strange.”
Montane Daemon’s curiosity was piqued. The few of them had been wandering in the area for days but had found nothing, and yet, Jared seemed to have encountered different things from them.
“It’s a long story. There are a number of strange things around, though they aren’t in the same dimension as the one we reside in, so we can’t see them,” Jared explained.
“Did someone here manage to survive and create a parallel world with teleportation magecraft?” Montane Daemon pondered out loud with a gasp.
Cultivators who were capable of creating worlds were on par with immortals. Therefore, he could not help but wonder if there were still immortals around.
Unfortunately, Jared shook his head. “There aren’t any parallel worlds. We’re still in the same world, just in different dimensions. There isn’t anyone from the past here either. Those who survived are merely soul remnants.”
Montane Daemon did not quite grasp the concept, but he understood what Jared meant. “Mr. Chance, we’re trapped here. Without the ability to fly, we won’t be able to escape this place,” Cloud worriedly told him.
“Don’t worry. There has to be an exit; we just haven’t found the right direction. Perhaps the key to leaving this place is within the water…”
As Jared spoke, he eyed the pink blood water. “In the water?” Both Cloud and Montane Daemon turned to look at it as well.
“You’re right! It’s been days since we started finding our way out, but no one has tried entering the water to look for a path within. Maybe the exit is right there,” Renault cried out, smacking his forehead in realization.
Hearing Jared, Fayzon, Zordey, and the others turned to look at the body of water as well. At the end of the day, no one wanted to be trapped here.
“Friend, can we come with you? We’re all trapped here,” one of the cultivators carefully asked Jared. They could tell that Jared seemed to know this place better than them. Moreover, Jared had come across something marvelous. Maybe he really could lead them out of this place.
“Sure,” Jared replied, nodding. Hearing his agreement, many cultivators began moving toward Jared. Soon, only a few servants of the Zupakie family remained by Fayzon and Zordey’s side.
