??218: Chapter 218: A Disaster Left for a Thousand Years
218: Chapter 218: A Disaster Left for a Thousand Years
Bai Zheng felt his vision growing blurry as the acid rain continuously beat down on him.
Despite being sheltered by his robe, he still felt a burning sensation all over his body.
The exposed skin already showed signs of redness and ulceration, his robe was soaked in mud making him look extrely shabby.
His throat was so dry it felt like it would spew smoke, unable to endure it any longer, he opened his mouth to swallow a couple of gulps of acid rain.
But in no ti, his throat was burning with unbearable pain.
He gritted his teeth tightly, veins popping out on his face with every step forward.
“The Wilderness!
The Winged Tiger Tribe!
Great!
Just great!”
The tribal chief!
The saintess!
And that traitorous beast!
Ha!
He’d rember this!
Their biggest mistake was letting him go.
Did they think just because he swore an oath to the Beast God, he was helpless?
They were underestimating him, and underestimating the Ten Thousands Beast Country!
He was different from these primitive beastn.
In his kingdom, the Great Sage created a script, and he was the personal disciple of the Great Sage!
He did swear to the Beast God that he would not reveal what happened in the Wilderness, but he never said he wouldn’t write about it!
So once he returned to the kingdom, he would imdiately petition the Father Beast, to dispatch beast soldiers to the Wilderness, to annihilate the Winged Tiger Tribe!
Though the thought was invigorating, his strength and consciousness were slowly ebbing away with every step forward.
He shook his head vigorously, feeling a bit dizzy as his sight blurred.
What’s that in front?
It seed like a river…
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
The burning sensation from swallowing the acid rain still hadn’t faded away, he absolutely didn’t want to touch it again!
But if he mixed it with the river water, maybe…
maybe it would be a bit better.
With great effort, he widened his eyes, stumbled towards the river and imrsed his upper body into the river.
River water washed over him incessantly, reducing the burning sensations on his skin.
The feeling was perhaps too relaxing that Bai Zheng squird a little, subrging his entire body into the river.
He stuck out his tongue to taste the river water.
It was good, it had no off taste.
Unable to resist, he gulped down water until he couldn’t drink anymore.
His exhaustion grew heavier, his eyelids drooped, and Bai Zheng was unable to hold on, plunging headfirst into the river.
Upon relaxing his body, he floated along the river surface, flowing with the current.
…
“Young Master Fengyin, please bear with it a bit longer, as soon as the rain stops, I’ll order our tribe to go hunting!”
A hunchbacked, frail, and rather sleazy looking old man crouched before Fengyin, with a comforting smile plastered on his face.
The look on Fengyin’s face was not pleasant.
Although he had pretended to be the young master to deceive these ignorant beastn in the Wilderness, he didn’t expect to get his arm injured by the Winged Tiger Tribe’s tribal chief!
He returned to the Weasel Tribe to recover, initially thinking it would heal quickly, but didn’t expect to encounter the wrath of the mountain god!
This group of waste in the Weasel Tribe!
Previously, the tribal chief had returned and convinced his tribe to join the Winged Tiger Tribe, which he found amusing and had mocked for a long ti!
But in the end, the tribal chief abandoned the tribe, taking the worthless cubs and females with him.
The priest of the Weasel Tribe quickly took control of the remaining beastn in the tribe, using his influence.
But he didn’t expect the remaining beastn to be even more useless!
They couldn’t even hunt for food, leaving him starved for days!
This was utterly infuriating!
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