Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood Chapter 2037: 1006: Pursuit! Ambush?

Chapter 2037: Chapter 1006: Pursuit! Ambush?

Under the indigo sky.

Three figures swiftly traversed through the bizarre and grotesque jungle of plants.

Luo Qingchen’s expression was unprecedentedly grave.

Behind him, Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan were equally on guard.

After leaving the Ancient Ruins, Luo Qingchen clearly felt it.

Several cold, hound-like presences were locked onto them relentlessly.

No matter how they changed direction or hid their tracks.

Those presences followed closely, continuously closing the distance between them.

“Their tracking thods are very strange.”

Su Xiaowan panted, her complexion a little pale.

“I tried using a Talisman to interfere with our aura, but it was completely ineffective.”

Luo Qingchen nodded.

He noticed it too.

Those black-clothed Demonic Cultivators seed to possess so special Magical Treasures.

Those treasures could accurately locate them in this Star Realm environnt.

This made him increasingly vigilant.

These Demonic Cultivators seem to understand this world far better than they did.

Who are they really?

How did they co to this world?

Question after question swirled in Luo Qingchen’s mind.

But now, it was clearly not the ti to ponder these matters.

“We can’t continue fleeing passively like this.”

Luo Qingchen stopped walking.

“We know nothing about this environnt, and if we keep running, we’ll only be driven into a dead end.”

“We must find a way to shake them off.”

Lin Wan’er tightened her grip on the Green Vine Whip.

“How about we find a place, set up an ambush, and fight them?”

Luo Qingchen shook his head.

“No.”

“We know nothing about their strength and thods; to rashly engage in battle is too risky.”

“Besides, I’ve just refined the Heavenly Dao fragnt, and my powers are still unstable—I need ti to consolidate.”

His gaze swept over the surrounding environnt.

This was a vast Crystal Jungle.

One by one, semi-transparent giant crystal trees, tens of feet, even hundreds of feet tall, rose from the ground.

The light of three moons refracted through these crystals, casting bizarre and enchanting shadows.

The Star Energy here was far denser and more active than in the previous wilderness.

A glimr of insight flashed in Luo Qingchen’s eyes.

A bold plan quickly took shape in his mind.

“I have an idea.”

“Perhaps we can utilize the environnt here.”

He whispered his plan to the two won.

An hour later.

Four black figures, like specters, landed at the edge of this Crystal Jungle.

Leading them was the sinister mid-stage Refining Stage man.

Beside him were three other black-clad Golden Core Demonic Cultivators.

Each of them emitted a rich aura of blood and Evil Qi.

“Just in this grove.”

The sinister man glanced at a Compass-shaped treasure in his hand.

The treasure’s pointer unwaveringly pointed towards the depths of the Crystal Jungle.

“This ‘Soul Chasing Compass’ was personally refined by the Hall Master. Even if they escape to the ends of the earth, they cannot get away.”

A Demonic Cultivator remarked obsequiously.

“Humph, they sure ran quickly.”

Another Demonic Cultivator snorted coldly.

“But it ends here.”

“This ‘Crystal teor Forest’ is a notorious danger spot in the wilderness, with rampant Star Beasts inside. Entering it is a death sentence.”

The sinister man said nothing, his gaze growing colder.

The aura of the Heavenly Dao fragnt was fatally alluring to him.

He would not permit any accidents to happen.

“Go in.”

“Find them, kill them, and retrieve the Holy Artifact.”

He issued a concise command and was the first to enter the illusionary shadowed Crystal Jungle.

The shadows of the four Demonic Cultivators soon vanished deep into the jungle.

Upon entering the jungle, they imdiately sensed its difference.

The Star Energy in the air seed sharp, scraping against their protective Demonic Qi.

Around them, the giant crystal trees reflected their shadows, making it difficult to discern direction.

“Humph, child’s play.”

A Demonic Cultivator sneered disdainfully.

He thrust out his palm, Demonic Qi surging forth, shattering several smaller crystal trees ahead.

The path suddenly widened significantly.

They ventured further in.

Soon, they discovered traces of human-made arrangents.

Several thin, barely noticeable vines stretched across the path.

A few scattered stones ford a crude maze-like formation.

“Hahaha, are these traps ant to make laugh to death?”

A Demonic Cultivator burst into laughter.

He kicked the rubble apart with one swift move.

Another easily sliced through the vines.

Their disdain grew stronger.

In their view, the prey was already at the end of their rope, resorting to laughable tactics to stall for ti.

The sinister man’s brows furrowed slightly.

He felt sothing was off.

Everything seed too smooth.

If the opponent could escape from the ruins, they shouldn’t be so foolish.

But the Soul Chasing Compass’ indications were crystal clear.

The opponent was just ahead, seemingly having already stopped.

Perhaps, they were indeed exhausted.

He suppressed that hint of unease in his heart and accelerated his pace with his subordinates.

After passing through a dense patch of crystal trees, their view suddenly opened up.

It was a small clearing.

In the center of the clearing, Luo Qingchen sat cross-legged, his back facing them.

His aura seed a bit disordered, as if he was healing.

Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan, on high alert, guarded his sides.