Xu Qing nodded slightly, his eyes shining mysteriously as he glanced at the Captain and then scanned the surrounding area.2

In addition to the literal painted border marking the separation between the periphery and the depths of Ten Entrails of the True Immortal, there were visible differences between the two sections. In the depths, the jungle was thick, with long branches crisscrossing each other. In the dark night, it looked like the place was full of demonic monsters. It was even possible to hear faint whispers floating here and there, making the place seem incomparably bizarre.1

Another clear difference was that in the depths, there were more dao fruits. And the eyes that made the fruits weren’t just open and staring. Instead, they blinked as they shifted their gaze back and forth in different directions.0

A third difference was that in the depths, there were no leaves on the ground, nor any fallen twigs or any other such debris. The ground was dirt and nothing else.0

Xu Qing waited until the other Black Guard cultivators had inspected the area ahead, then he let Lin Yuandong escort him forward.0

As they walked further in, the countless eyes around them began to shift to look at them. They were malevolent gazes that seemed to pierce into the hearts and minds of...0