No. 12 watched the two human beings in the distance. After thinking for a while, he finally said, “Let's put out the lamps!”
The Elent Spirit race had initially sent out the Moon Fire Slaves in order to snatch the Other Shore Key from the two of them.
It wasn't the Moon Fire Slaves' job to explore this dangerous place, or the temple in it.
They figured it would be for the best if they stayed out of this dangerous place. However, now that they chased after them, it was inevitable that they had to enter that place.
Having a large body, No. 13 made a big stride forward and reached out to touch the first lamp stand easily. After all, each Hidden Beast's movent could only cover an area with the diater of two hundred feet.
He pinched the black fla on the wick, extinguishing it instantly.
However, being large in size also had its disadvantages. When No. 13 stretched out his hands to extinguish the black fire, the surrounding Hidden Beasts attacked him. His arms were then covered in grey marks from this.
“No. 12. What should we do now?” No. 13 turned around and held his arms up in front of No. 12.
To extinguish one Hidden Spirit Lamp, No. 13 had to be attacked so many tis. If he put out the flas of a few more lamps, the attacks that he would suffer would probably not be less than that of No. 14!
After surveying his surroundings, No. 12 said, “It seems that the design of this place only allows creatures under ten feet high to pass through. We need to shrink.”
The Moon Fire Slave was a kind of fire spirit. They could beco large or small in size, even their armor adjusted to their size.
No. 13 nodded. Imdiately, the bodies of the two Moon Fire Slaves shrank. Their armor lted into a silver liquid. Finally, once the two had condensed to a height of roughly ten feet, their armors solidified, fitting them snugly.
Now that they were small, they were able to move more nimbly.
No. 13 then took a step forward, his montum causing a gust of hot wind. He was headed straight for the second lamp stand...
“They are going to catch up,” said Elvinia, pursing her lips anxiously.
There was no way she'd want them to get close again. She had already suffered enough from the first Moon Fire Slave.
“They won't be able to catch up soon,” Zen said reassuringly. “Let's continue moving forward.”
Anyway, there was no other way to go but forward.
Although the Moon Fire Slaves were able to move faster now, they still weren't as fast as the Hidden Beasts.
While extinguishing four lamp stands in a row, No. 13 had still been attacked three tis. Thinking of the ones he had already received when he had a huge body, he was a little worried.
“Once these injuries break out, I'll have to suffer a lot...” No. 13 said anxiously. “I'll retreat and settle them outside.”
If No. 13 died here, No. 12 would be forced to fight in person. Of course, No.12 didn't want that to happen. Waving his hand impatiently, he said, “Hurry up.”
Similar to what Zen did, No. 13 retreated to the gobi outside the desert to allow the gray marks dotting his body to explode. After that, he rushed back to No. 12's side.
After No. 12 and No. 13 went deep into the group of lamp stands, they soon found that the thod of leaving the area for settlent did not work any more.
The lights they had just extinguished were sohow lit again. They had no choice but to move forward.
Zen had expected the Moon Fire Slaves would encounter such a problem. Not bothering to look back to check, he focused all his attention on the Hidden Beast in front of him.
The Hidden Beast in front of him was a unicorn. Narrowing his eyes, Zen attempted to leap upwards, when the unicorn followed suit at incredible speed, stabbing its sharp horn into Zen's belly.
Zen gritted his teeth but managed to reach out and put out another black fla. Staggering backwards, he checked his stomach to find more grey marks. These were probably going to cause him great suffering later on.
Elvinia watched him inspect his scars. Her heart sank. Zen had incurred several wounds already, and she was worried his body would collapse if he settled them all at the sa ti...
“Let deal with the next lamp,” Elvinia said firmly.
Not far away, a Hidden Beast looking like a cat curled up on the ground. This Hidden Beast was obviously agile and nimble. If Zen didn't move fast enough, he'd probably incur yet another wound.
“Don't worry,” Zen shook his head. “I'll be fine.”
After saying that, he transford into an arrow again and shot forward. Whizzing past the cat, he rushed to the lamp stand ahead.
However, as Elvinia expected, two more scratches appeared on Zen's body.
This spiritual cat didn't seem to be large, but the two scratches it left were shining with silver gray light, indicating they were serious injuries.
The Hidden Beasts in the second half of the journey were much more powerful than those in the first half. This ant that the rest of the journey would prove perilous.
Zen hurried on to pass through three more lamp stands, each ti incurring more wounds. At this point, even the Regal Jade Spirit spoke, “Zen, if you get injured one more ti, I'm afraid it'll be troubleso to settle the injuries...”
“What can I do? We can't turn back. I can only trust my luck now,” Zen answered, as he eyed the Hidden Beast before him. It was a centipede with twelve pairs of wings.
“I just thought about it and found that there seed to be sothing wrong with the way to settle the injuries. Back then, when the Cyan Grasshopper received a fatal attack from the Hidden Beast in the Three Purities Stage, the settlent didn't co imdiately. Instead, it ca after a while and the Cyan Grasshopper directly died,” the Regal Jade Spirit said.
Zen was just about to rush to the lamp stand, but upon hearing the Regal Jade Spirit's words, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.
Although Zen was persistent and brave, that didn't an he wasn't afraid to die.
Studying the gray scars that painted his body, he felt anxious. They were like ominous blades that hung over his head, ready to fall at any mont.
“According to the situation of that Moon Fire Slave, the Cyan Grasshopper should have died on the spot, not after a while,” said Zen slowly.
“Yes!” The Regal Jade Spirit added, “The rules of the settlent are sowhat different from what I thought.”
“However, the result is the sa...” Zen responded faintly.
Although the Moon Fire Slaves' strength was suppressed by Stage Seventeen of the Other Shore, Zen doubted he was stronger than them.
“But think about it,” the Regal Jade Spirit pressed. “What if a person is seriously injured, and stays in this area the whole ti?”
Zen's eyes lit up. Was it the third thod of settlent?
“Are you saying the injuries will be settled when the ti is up?” Zen asked slowly.
“It's very likely.” The Regal Jade Spirit nodded confidently.
“If so...”
Zen whipped his head around to look at the Moon Fire Slaves in the distance.
They seed to be in a worse predicant than him.
Pondering over this for a bit, Zen decided to stop moving forward. If what the Regal Jade Spirit had said was true, he would have to try staying put for a while.
Seeing that Zen had stopped pressing forward, No. 13 was overjoyed. This gave him renewed strength, and he proceeded to extinguish the Hidden Spirit Lamps as fast as he could.
He was getting close. But suddenly, studying the gray scars on his body, he hesitated to move forward.
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