However, there was a lush green oasis in the middle of the desert. It was like a huge ferocious beast was lying there, and it was filled with a dangerous aura.
Around the oasis, there were many white bones. It was terrifying and ordinary people didn't dare to approach this area.
In this oasis, there were countless Pagoda Spirits hiding. There were even Low Rank, Middle Rank, and even High Rank Pagoda Spirits. However, all of them silently fell under Little Qing Meng's finger without any sound being emitted.
After sneaking in and observing the situation under the waterfall, Feng Hao wasn't in a hurry to let Little Qing Meng clean up the large number of tower spirits. Instead, he led her to clear the area from the periphery.
These tower spirits hiding in the oasis were definitely hidden dangers. A single mistake could lead to an accident. In order to prevent any accidents from happening, Feng Hao chose to get rid of them.
After roughly cleaning up the area, Feng Hao came to the opposite direction of Joan Of Arc and the others and headed towards the waterfall.
Whoosh … Whoosh … Whoosh …
Under his guidance, the tower spirits that had been lying lazily on the ground fell to the ground one by one. A small hole had been pierced through their skulls, and fresh blood flowed out of it.
Although the process made Feng Hao a little nervous, there were no accidents and Feng Hao wasn't in a hurry to attack. After spending half a day, most of the tower spirits under the waterfall were cleared.
"There should be more than five hundred of them."
Looking at the darkness under the fifty-meter-wide waterfall, Feng Hao slightly furrowed his brows.
There were only two supreme-grade Tower Spirits on the shore, and there were still a few hundred Tower Spirits around them. As for the other one, there was no doubt that it was at the bottom of the waterfall. Furthermore, looking at the pitch-black scene in the deep pool, who knew how many Tower Spirits there were.
Although it was just an estimate, the number could only be more and not less. Therefore, for a moment, Feng Hao didn't know what to do.
If he were to touch the tower spirits near the two top-grade tower spirits, there was a high chance that they would be alerted. At that time, if they all rebelled, he would have no choice but to run.
Five or six hundred pagoda spirits and three top-grade pagoda spirits gave him a headache. He did not dare to act rashly.
"It would be great if the three top-grade tower spirits split up."
Feng Hao couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't think of any good ideas.
"Why don't you have any common sense?"
Suddenly, Elder Fen's reprimanding voice rang out in his mind.
"Master, could it be that you have a way?"
Although he was scolded, Feng Hao did not feel sad. On the contrary, he asked expectantly.
"Humph."
Elder Fen snorted and said, "If you had spent more time understanding the Tower Spirit's habits, you wouldn't be so helpless now."
"Habits."
Fenghao was startled, his head was filled with confusion.
"Although the top-grade tower spirits will gather in one place, that doesn't mean that they are a single entity. It's just that the spiritual energy in this area is denser, so they will gather here. Haven't you noticed that the territories of these three top-grade tower spirits are clearly divided?"
After hearing Elder Fen's words, Feng Hao's eyes lit up.
Although the three tower spirits were all in the same area, there was a certain distance between them. Clearly, they were doing things for themselves and their relationship didn't seem to be as close as he thought.
After observing for a while, Fenghao had an idea. He carried Little Qing Meng and changed his direction. He arrived near the top quality tower spirit that was closest to the periphery.
"Pfft."
A finger force shot out and accurately hit the top quality Tower Spirit's head. Immediately, the top quality Tower Spirit, who had been pretending to sleep, suddenly raised its head and looked directly at Fenghao.
"Rustle."
Without any hesitation, Feng Hao ran towards the direction of the desert. However, he didn't turn in the direction of Joan Of Arc and the others.
"Squeak."
A sharp cry came from the top-grade tower spirit's mouth. In an instant, the two hundred tower spirits around it stood up, as if they had received an order. All of them chased after Feng Hao.
"Rumble …"
The top-grade tower spirit moved quickly, causing the surrounding ground to tremble. It opened up a path and chased after Lin Yun.
Although the top-grade tower spirit was awakened by the commotion, it only raised its head and coldly glanced at Lin Yun before continuing to silently absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
For it, the departure of the other top-grade tower spirit was a good thing. This way, it could absorb even more spiritual energy.
Everything in the world, regardless of whether they had intelligence or not, had a goal from the moment they were born, and that was to strengthen themselves.
It was the same for every living being.
Therefore, although there was a huge change, the other top-grade tower spirit that was hiding under the waterfall didn't even pop its head out of the water.
This was the habit of tower spirits. Although they possessed great power, they didn't have much intelligence. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a place for the various races in the Hundred Clans Tower.
…
After swiftly escaping from the oasis, Feng Hao, who had been observing the movements of the tower spirits behind him, finally revealed a look of joy.
"As expected, the other two tower spirits didn't follow me."
Looking at the supreme Pagoda Spirit that brought nearly two hundred Pagoda Spirits, Fenghao did not hesitate and flew towards Qiong Ling'er and the rest.
He rejoiced that he had gotten rid of the tower spirits in the oasis. Otherwise, it would've been a huge obstacle for him, and he wouldn't have been able to escape from the oasis so easily.
When the sharp cry rang out from the oasis, Joan Of Arc and the rest had their hearts raised. It was so much so that Samsara had even made preparations to return with the army. But what they saw afterwards made them rejoice.
"It's time for a feast."
Long Yueguan grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. He stood up and the aura on his body began to surge. He was prepared to go to war.
It was the same for the others. It was so much so that Samsara had already turned into an afterimage as he flew out. After an attack, he had easily attracted the hatred of the Pagoda Spirit and lured it in another direction.
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