Chapter 772: 558
The most eerie thing was that despite such a terrifying collision, the wall didn't even budge!
However, the green-haired old crone from the Divine Sense Race didn't fall just like that, she quickly turned into a shadowy figure and, with an expression of alarm and anger, plummeted towards the ground. After all, a strong person of the Heavenly Connection realm wasn't so easy to kill; their Orifice Souls had reached a level where the destruction of their bodies wasn't fatal, but would just severely damage their vitality.
The old crone didn't have time to worry about her subordinates either, she ran very fast, but the other cultivators of the Divine Sense Race weren't so lucky. Their abilities only reached the orifice transforming stage, and faced with such a powerful blow, let alone cope, the mere residual force from the slap on the green-haired old crone blew them away, hurling them into a huge pile of rocks, their fates unknown.
At that moment, a giant face in the sky turned around, looking straight at Beifei and Li Qianluo. Its hands, large enough to cover the sky, crossed over and pressed down, the bones in the giant palms making a "boom, boom, boom" joint-cracking sound, then they too were slapped down!
Both were startled and ran off without looking back. But being targeted this time wasn't so simple; they could use Orifice Perception to hide themselves, not letting the giant sniff out their existence, but if they were seen, that was a different story entirely.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The two gigantic palms came down on them like swatting mosquitoes.
For a moment, Beifei quickly recalled in his mind how to withstand this strike. Such terrible power, neither "Abruptly Stop" nor "Stand Aside" would work, and even those two bricks would be useless because the palm was too big; it was hundreds of meters wide, like a football field, and probably before the golden patterns on the bricks could spread, the palm could slap him into doubting his life.
Beifei's black and white Spiritual Power quickly condensed in front of him and spread out all around, meeting the palm head-on.
The two vastly different types of Spiritual Power, black and white, began to rapidly evolve, forming mysterious ripples, which stood against the two giant palms. The giant palms pierced through this terrifying fluctuation, and the black Spiritual Power immediately began to block the power concentrated on the giant palms.
Helpless against the overwhelming size of the palm, and its swift motion, everything happened in the blink of an eye. There was little power they could nullify, and the palm still came smashing down.
Boom!
The air became scorching hot, like a hundred-meter-high wave that rolled out.
Fortunately, due to the barrier of the black and white Spiritual Power, the palm was slowed down as if it had hit water, and faced with some resistance, its speed was slightly reduced. Beifei and Li Qianluo quickly leaped out and ran towards the corner ahead.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The Giant Spirit Race man chased after them furiously, his footsteps deafening and terrifying. The two ran to a fork in the road and turned into another alley — at least in the eyes of the giants it might seem like an alley, but in reality, it was very broad, with the gap between two walls alone being no less than a kilometer.
"Quick! That big rock!"
Li Qianluo shouted, pulling Beifei towards a ten-meter-high rock, and then both immediately used their Orifice Perception to conceal their breath and hid behind the boulder.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The distant footsteps stopped, and Beifei could now see a huge foot stepping on the edge of the rock they were hiding behind, just a few meters away from crushing them.
"Don't move a muscle! And don't use your Spiritual Power, I understand that the Giant Spirit Race has a very strong Perception; they can determine our location based on the airflow and the aura of Spiritual Power we emit," Li Qianluo warned sternly.
For the Giant Spirit Race, invisibility was obviously useless, because that also required Spiritual Power, which would just reveal their presence more. The best thing for them now was to respond to every change by remaining unchanged.
The giant palm lingered near their feet, apparently searching for their tracks. After a while, the sky suddenly darkened, and the Giant Spirit Race man crouched down, apparently searching the ground for them. His rigid, lifeless face looming like an enormous curtain, blocking out the sun.
He seemed to sniff lightly, smelling the lingering scent in the area, but with just a light inhalation, a tornado seemed to form around him, churning air currents and causing the rock they were hiding behind to sway, absolutely terrifying.
Luckily, the Orifice Perception of both Beifei and Li Qianluo was quite strong, keeping their scents tightly concealed without being detected. The giant looked around, failed to find anyone, then stood up, roared, and ran off in another direction.
Screams soon erupted from that area, it was unknown which of the Yi Tribe people were flattened by the Giant Spirit Race man's strike.
"This is too terrifying," Li Qianluo patted her small heart, still feeling the aftershocks of fear as she spoke.
Xiang Beifei peeked out from behind a rock, and after confirming that there were no Giant Spirits around, said, "We need to get out of this village quickly and head to Desert Stone Cave."
"Do you still remember the way? These massive walls, if you can't fly, it feels like walking through a maze," Li Qianluo muttered.
"I have a rough idea of the direction."
When Xiang Beifei had flown up high to get an overview of this place earlier, he had memorized the general layout of the large village. He signaled for Li Qianluo to follow and then returned the way they had come.
They ran about seven or eight kilometers forward, then turned right, but as soon as they turned the corner, they saw a young man with a large pincer on his left hand fleeing in terror. Another Giant Spirit, after a ferocious swipe, rushed towards them.
"Detour! Detour!"
Xiang Beifei was in no mood to care about the life and death of other Yi Trib cultivators. The Giant Spirits here were beyond confrontation, so it was more important to protect himself first.
He recalled the map of the Giant village in his mind and replanned their route, turning to run in another direction. But perhaps too many Yi Trib people had come in, stirring up the Giant Spirits, who were now chasing and killing the Yi Trib throughout their village.
Every few steps, they could see several Yi Trib people being pursued, and the ground was littered with bloody remains— half a head, half a leg, bodies torn in two... extremely gruesome.
The large contingent of the Yi Trib that had come in seemed to have not taken the existence of the Giant Spirit Race into account, resulting in severe losses.
Fortunately, they managed to stumble out of the massive village by holding their breaths, finally arriving at the edge of a cliff. Across the cliff were the mountains full of holes.
Bone Mountain Desert Stone Cave!
Xiang Beifei stopped at the edge of the cliff, looking at the mountains across from him, his eyes flickering with a glint of light.
In front of him was a gigantic river, two to three hundred meters wide, seemingly encircling the mountain range and blocking everyone's path forward. The river was very quiet, with no waves, but its surface was black, emitting a strange aura.
"We finally got out!"
An excited voice came from behind him. Turning his head, he saw a Yi Trib cultivator with purple light in his eyes. Although he only had the strength of the orifice transforming stage, he had managed to escape from the Giant Village, and his mood was understandably jubilant.
The man's eyes shone like two bright purple gems, eerily beautiful. As he flew to the edge of the cliff, he didn't pause, anxious to keep moving forward.
Whoosh!
His figure turned into a streak of purple light, leaping from the cliff.
However, the man had just flown two meters out from the cliff when his face suddenly changed color and his body fell swiftly as if violently yanked by something.
"What the hell!"
He let out a terrified shout, trying to struggle, but he was utterly helpless against that force.
Splash!
The man with purple eyes fell straight into the black river and disappeared beneath the water, without even causing a splash. Only a few ripples spread out on the surface, which quickly returned to calm.
And the man never emerged again.