The Appearance of The Territories

After being freed from the carnivorous tendrils, the trapped lady scrambled to her feet, her chest heaving with relief and gratitude.

She hastily cupped her fists in a gesture of thanks, her eyes scanning the area for her savior.

But Lu Xueqi was already gone, her presence reduced to a faint purple ray that lingered in the air before dissipating like a wisp of smoke.

The lady stood there for a moment, her heart still pounding, before she turned and fled, knowing that the danger was far from over.

The forest was no longer a place of opportunity—it was a death trap, and every second counted.

The atmosphere in the wilds grew increasingly tense and chaotic.

More powerful and frenzied demonic beasts began to emerge, their roars echoing through the forest like thunder.

For every beast that fell, another, stronger than the last, took its place, creating a vicious cycle of slaughter and survival.