(Note: The data for the Nether Flame Insect Nest in chapter 302 was incorrect and has been corrected.)
「Meanwhile.」
At the other end of the Secret Realm.
BUZZ—
The Space distorted, and the figures of Qin Wudao's group of four appeared in the jungle.
The moment they landed, one of the younger-looking students turned pale from the thick stench of blood in the air, nearly throwing up on the spot.
"The... the smell of blood is so strong! Just how many Demon Beasts died here?"
The other two senior students handled it better, but their faces were also etched with grim expressions.
Only Qin Wudao remained as composed as ever. He even took a deep breath, a disdainful sneer playing on his lips.
"It's just a few dead Low Tier Demon Beasts. A scene like this is enough to scare you so badly?"
He scanned his surroundings, his eyes holding an arrogance and world-weariness that could only come from someone who had truly faced life and death.
