What If I Can't Die? - Chapter 395 - 395 It's Easy to Die Here
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Chapter 395 - 395 It's Easy to Die Here

Chapter 395 - 395 It's Easy to Die Here

395 Its Easy to Die Here

When he came to the plane barrier for the second time, Song s.h.i.+ felt nostalgic.

Over the years, he had received a lot of delayed rewards. Now that he had refined the Demonic Qi in his body, he felt as if he was going home.

He stepped into it with one step. In the twisting s.p.a.ce, he pa.s.sed through the lightning layer and the astral wind layer. Song s.h.i.+ was completely squeezed into the interior by the spatial power.

Swoos.h.!.+

It was as if he had fallen into an unknown lake. A vast world appeared beneath his feet. The surrounding clouds were thick, and a purple sun floated above his head.

Song s.h.i.+ once again felt a sense of incompatibility. This time, it was not on the level of the laws, but from his senses. He even felt uncomfortable breathing.

He closed his eyes and quickly adjusted his state. He imitated the Sky Demon Saint and turned into a black-scaled man.

Looking around, Song s.h.i.+ was at a loss. The changes in this s.p.a.ce are too great. I still dont know where this spatial pa.s.sageway is located at in the Heavenly Demon Realm.

Although the spatial pa.s.sageway was temporarily broken, as long as it still existed, there was a possibility of restoring it. He had to resolve this potential problem.

When he landed on the ground, he realized that the surrounding vegetation was exceptionally tall. Giant trees that were a hundred meters tall could be seen everywhere. Many weeds were dozens of feet tall. When he landed among them, he felt like an ant among the vegetation.

Not only that, but he also felt that everything here had become many times st.u.r.dier. He casually picked up a rock. Although he could easily crush it in his hand, Song s.h.i.+s expression changed.

He was certain that this ordinary stone could be used to make Precious Weapons in the lower realm.

What did it mean for a normal stone to be comparable to a treasure in the lower realm? It meant that the standards of this world were much higher.

He thought of something, and his Nomological power surged as he pressed against the ground.

With a loud bang, a huge pit was formed on the ground. It was more than thirty feet wide, and shattered vegetation flew, forming a circle of gust.

Song s.h.i.+ was dumbfounded. The destructive power has been reduced by so much. If this palm was in the lower realm, it would be easy to create a thousand-foot-wide pit.

After being stunned for a moment, Song s.h.i.+ muttered, Thats normal. After all, its the Upper Realm. Its level is much higher, the s.p.a.ce is more stable, and the life force of living beings is stronger. Perhaps even a worm here is comparable to a ferocious beast in the lower realm.

Just as he said this, a shadow appeared above his head. A spider the size of a millstone fell from the towering tree that was shaken by his palm.

Puchi!

The spider screamed as it was killed by Song s.h.i.+s protective divine light. This was the ability of a powerhouse. Even if they did not attack, nothing would be able to touch them.

Song s.h.i.+ sized it up. It was definitely a normal spider, but it was too big. It could definitely eat people.

I wonder what level my Soul Transformation cultivation is here. Medium or low-grade?

Song s.h.i.+ revealed a look of interest. He had a feeling that under such a change, his foundation might not be too outstanding.

Even a normal stone here was a treasure in the lower realm. On the other hand, a treasure in the lower realm might be ordinary tools here.

He studied the surroundings for a while and came to a conclusion.

It would be easy for him to die here.

In a good mood, Song s.h.i.+ sang and randomly chose a direction to advance in.

Not long after, he saw a demonic pig the size of a small building. He wanted to ask for directions, but he couldnt speak their language and was sent flying by the demonic pig.

In a fit of anger, Song s.h.i.+ killed it and tasted its meat. In the end, he spat it out at the first bite. It tasted like chewing wax.

He thought that this was an exception. Along the way, he roasted a few more wild magical beasts, but they were all difficult to swallow.

Its an environmental problem. It must be the environment here. The meat is not delicious at all.

After vomiting for the fourth time, Song s.h.i.+ was rather resentful and gave up on the idea of eating delicacies here.

He left behind the black bull that was like a small mountain. But before he could go far, he encountered a group of demon dwellers fleeing in panic, being chased by a group of greenish-gray wolves.

They were both wolves. Ordinary wild wolves in the lower realm were at most ten feet tall. Here, they were all dozens of feet tall. They walked with the wind and their fangs were like steel knives. They were filled with murderous aura. Song s.h.i.+ estimated that ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators would only be food when they encountered them.

The fleeing demon dwellers were all tall, but they were not too exaggerated. Most of them were only a little more than two meters tall, but they were relatively burly.

Gurgle!

Song s.h.i.+, who was more than eight feet tall, looked rather thin. When the demonic creatures saw him, they seemed to be kindly reminding him about something, but Song s.h.i.+ did not understand what they meant.

These demons are similar to the Sky Demon Saint. They should be from the same race. Perhaps the pa.s.sageway is nearby!

Song s.h.i.+ observed the surroundings and was secretly delighted. This caused the demonic creatures to think that he shocked into foolishness.

A two-meter-tall old man hesitated for a moment. Then, he waved the braid in his hand, grabbed Song s.h.i.+ and fled with him.

Song s.h.i.+ was stunned. Were they treating him as one of their own? He thought for a moment and did not resist. He secretly studied these peoples language.

After listening for a moment, he looked at the other party. A light flashed in his eyes, and his thoughts invaded the other partys consciousness to peep at his memories.

His cultivation level might not be considered powerful in the Heavenly Demon World, but compared to these Normal Demons, it was still worlds apart. The latter only felt dazed for a moment before Song s.h.i.+ spied on his entire life.

According to the language of the demon race, this old man was called Rabu, a branch of the internal family of the demon race. He was born in a town called Stone Town, which was located at the edge of this magical beast mountain range.

Rabu was born normal and had an inferior bloodline. He did not have much cultivation Talent and could not become a high-level Demon cultivator. He was very ordinary for most of his life.

However, when he was old, his son became a failure and acc.u.mulated many gambling debts. Rabu, who was over fifty years old, had no choice but to join the hunting team. He entered the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts to hunt and pick various potions to repay his sons debts.

This time, when they were picking a magic potion, they were targeted by the wolf pack. The hunting team was outnumbered and were not their match at all, which was why they could only escape.

Song s.h.i.+ was slightly touched. This old man was similar to many fathers of his world. He was worried sick about his son.

In that case, since the social environment of the Heavenly Demon World was similar to that of the Boundless Continent. He should be able to survive.

Kid, what are you waiting for? Seize the opportunity to run!

Song s.h.i.+ finally understood the other partys words. At this moment, the old man was still urging him.

He was in a good mood. He didnt run into any bad guys this time. He glanced at the wolves. You guys run this way.

Song s.h.i.+ was pointing at the location of the magical beasts he had killed. Those that he had killed were naturally not normal magical beasts.

Kid, do you think were not dying fast enough? This is the territory of the Black Bull King. Its even more dangerous than this group of green wolves!

Carrying a Ghost Head Blade, the burly demon should be the captain of the pack of hunters.

Song s.h.i.+ could only say, The Black Bull King is already dead. Go ahead.

Captain, this kid seemed to have come from there just now. Perhaps the Black Bull King was really killed by someone.

The other demon with the bow and arrow on his back observed the territory of the Black Bull King. He did not feel the usual sense of danger and felt that he could give it a try.

d.a.m.n it, we can only give it a try. I hope this kid who came out of nowhere wont trick us.

The captain didnt have much choice because they would soon be overtaken by the wolves.

They changed their direction and quickly rushed to the forbidden area of the Black Bull King. The wolf pack behind them howled a few times and revealed a fearful expression. As expected, they stopped.