Lu Yin’s gaze was fixed in front of him as he stared on in shock. With his altered eyes, he could see indescribable numbers of rune lines gathering in the distance. The amount that had congregated here was almost enough to pierce through the horizons, and it greatly surpassed what he had seen when that finger had formed in the Ocean of Death. Whatever this thing was, it had caused an extreme amount of rune lines to converge, and it was undoubtedly incomparable to the Hunter war spirit. 

A sudden spike of pain stabbed into Lu Yin’s eyes, and two streaks of blood flowed down his cheeks. He looked down and rubbed his eyes, unable to continue looking at the runes in front of him any more. He then expelled the star energy from both eyes. 

When he looked up again, this time, he saw a mountain towering in the distance, blocking most of the golden radiance. The mountain’s dark outline sharply contrasted against the golden light and cast a shadow over the forest, dividing it in two. 

Currently, the trio was within the shadows, chasing after one another. 

Lu Yin could not imagine what lay in the distance, and he did not even dare to look. It must be a terrifying being of strength, and its power level was definitely more than a few hundred thousand. 

After some time, the war spirit gradually caught up with...