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Chapter 254

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The aura of the Illusive Mirage was ever-changing, and it could become a barrier in the mortal world that could destroy one's soul. Even a brilliant martial artist would easily suffer a great loss if they were careless.

Unfortunately, this was nothing to Lord Zi Ningjun, who had trained his mind for 400 years.

Lord Zi Ningjun simply ignored the green miasma as if he was in an uninhabited land. He passed through the illusion in two steps and squeezed right under the ribs of the leader of the Great Desolate Flying Snakes. With a backhand slash, a sword light flashed and cut the giant snake in half.

Filthy blood splattered everywhere.

Lord Zi Ningjun slightly frowned. He twirled his sword, and a cold light suddenly appeared. A mass of ice wrapped around the filthy blood and burned it away.

Almost at the same time, Cynanchum Chinense and Princess Long also cleaned up the remaining dozen Great Desolate Flying Snakes. They landed on the ground, slightly out of breath, and stood together with Lord Zi Ningjun.

"Well done."

Shen Zhenyi lazily nodded.

"This is about the weakest ferocious beast."

No matter how weak the beast was, it couldn't be called 'ferocious'.

Cynanchum Chinense and Princess Long looked at each other and sucked in a breath of cold air.

"On our way to King City, it would be considered lucky if we only encountered such ferocious beasts."

If they encountered ferocious beasts, it would be a tough battle.

After all, they were still in the original territory of the World of Eight Cultivators.

It would still take some time for powerful ferocious beasts to infiltrate.

But even so, this world had already fallen into endless slaughter and chaos.

Powerful martial artists could form formations to protect themselves, and they might be able to deal with these ferocious beasts. But more ordinary people and weak sects could only fight in fear and try their best to seek shelter under the protection of the strong.

Along the way, there were flames of war everywhere.

Princess Long was a bit worried. She felt pity for the victims and couldn't help but take care of them from time to time.

Shen Zhenyi wasn't in a hurry and let the three of them take turns to take care of them. This could also be considered as a martial artist's journey.

They had been delayed for quite a long time. By the time they left the World of Eight Cultivators and approached the area controlled by King City, a full three months had passed.

Fortunately, the territory of King City wasn't too far away from the southern border of the World of Eight Cultivators. This way, they were able to reduce the number of attacks from the fierce beasts.

Or maybe it was because they were getting closer to King City that there were more and more passersby.

Shen Zhenyi and his group ran into a caravan.

Doing business in the Seven Wounds World was truly a job that required one to put one's head on one's belt. If it wasn't for the fact that the world was so vast, one might not necessarily encounter a Divine Level Ferocious Beast in one or two trips. That was why people hired bodyguards to do business with huge profits.

When they met Shen Zhenyi and Zi Ningjun, they were also very surprised.

"Could it be that you are nobles from King City and have come out to train?"

The guide of the caravan was a bald old man with a huge head. Because he had been traveling outside all year round, he had escaped death countless times. His face, neck, and arms were covered with layers of scars. Originally, his appearance was very ferocious, but his tone was very kind.

This was the only reason the bald guide could think of for such a small group of people to move around the periphery of King City.

"That's not the case."

Shen Zhenyi wasn't willing to pretend to be someone else and shook his head indifferently. "We are people who have ascended to immortality from the Moon Decapitation. We heard that King City was very powerful, so we came here to seek shelter."

"Moon Decapitation ascended to immortality?"

The bald guide was startled. After pondering for a while, he nodded and said, "Sure enough, I heard that there were changes in the Northern Lands. Sure enough, there are people who have ascended to immortality from the Moon Decapitation."

His tone became somewhat dispirited and he reluctantly asked, "Do you have any famous specialties in this lower realm? If there are resources, we might be able to stay safe for a while."

The Moon Decapitation ascended to immortality in this lower realm, and no one cared about the life and death of the people there. Even if the bald guide was a kind person, he knew that he couldn't bear such a big responsibility. However, it was worth investigating if there were any specialties in this lower realm. As businessmen, they were most concerned about this matter.

Princess Long received Shen Zhenyi's signal and picked out a few of the famous specialties of the World of Eight Cultivators. The bald guide was even more disappointed after hearing this. He shook his head and said, "These things aren't worth much in the World of Seven Wounds. It seems that there isn't much commercial value in this place. You guys want to seek shelter in King City, so you can consider yourself lucky to have arrived here safely."

He paused for a moment and seemed to hesitate. Then, he laughed dryly and said, "It's fate that brought us together. There's still a long way to go before we reach King City. Why don't I ask the owner and see if he can give you a ride?"

The bald guide's words sounded like he was giving them charity. Cynanchum Chinense was a little unhappy when she heard this. With her master leading the way, what danger was there to be afraid of?

She said in a huff, "Thank you for your kindness, but there's no harm in us walking on our own."

The bald guide didn't take it to heart. He laughed and said, "This child …"

He didn't say much to Shen Zhenyi and the others and went to ask the owner for instructions. Soon, someone in the middle of the convoy sneered and said, "Moon Decapitation is from the Ascension Immortal Realm? I haven't seen them for many years. However, it sounds like they're quite arrogant? Fine, let them follow us! However, they mustn't become a burden! "

When Cynanchum Chinense heard this, how could she bear it? She jumped out and wanted to scold them. Princess Long quickly pulled her back.

The bald guide came over and nodded at Shen Zhenyi with a bitter smile. "Brother, you heard it too. Don't blame our owner for being impolite. You haven't been in the World of Seven Wounds for long, so you don't know how dangerous this place is. It's better to bear with these words than to lose your life. "

Shen Zhenyi didn't think much of it. He nodded faintly and said, "It's good to be able to travel with you."

The World of Seven Wounds was not easy to travel. King City was thousands of miles away. Shen Zhenyi only knew the approximate location. Rather than wasting time to find the way, it was better to follow an old horse.

As for those sarcastic remarks, Shen Zhenyi never cared about them.

"Tsk!"

When the owner heard the bald guide report that they were staying in the convoy, he sneered and didn't care.

The bald guide was quite kind. When they set up camp that night, he specially brought them food and chatted with them. He told them everything he knew and told them many secrets to survive in the World of Seven Wounds.

This guide's surname was Guo. He was known as Old Guo. He had been on this trade route for hundreds of years. He was cautious and had good luck, so he kept his life. He was a know-it-all.

This caravan came from Nu Liu City, which was further north. They were heading to King City to trade for important iron resources. The owner's surname was Nu. He was a big aristocrat in Nu Liu City. Even Old Guo didn't know his identity. He looked like a young man with long and narrow cheeks. He didn't seem to be easy to deal with.

"You don't have to care about him. This kind of aristocratic background will definitely look down on us commoners. You guys are not ordinary people. As long as you can survive in this world, you will have a bright future."

He sighed. "But … it's not easy to survive."

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