Chapter 526 - 335 Burying Xie Lan_2
After some time, Yan Xiaobao remained on the open space, observing the people around him. He nodded firmly and began moving eastward, staying within the mountain range. He was searching for a place that would allow him to cross over—away from the dangerous areas within the Divine Domain and into the safe and familiar region known as the Sun Kingdom.
The scenery surrounding Yan Xiaobao was filled with breathtaking forests—untouched and pristine. The forest was teeming with plants of all shapes and sizes. It was a long time before Yan Xiaobao encountered the first magical beast as he wandered through the forest.
The beast he encountered was not a high-ranked one. Instead, it was an Iron Blood Bat that resided in treetops, high above the young white-haired man, who found it impossible to reach.
As Yan Xiaobao ventured deeper into the forest, he began to realize that the scarcity of magical beasts wasn’t because they weren’t present—it was due to the vastness of the forest, which made the beasts few and far between. Some of them lived in small packs, while others roamed alone. A few high-ranked beasts required Yan Xiaobao to tread carefully, whereas others were weaker. Yan Xiaobao could defeat these and enjoy a meal made from their meat.
One day, as he continued traversing the forest on a different path, Yan Xiaobao was astonished to discover that no matter how far he walked, he couldn’t seem to cross the mountain range. It was almost as if he were trapped in the valley—a gorge that stretched endlessly toward the Central Palace, preventing anyone from entering or leaving unless they possessed the ability to fly.
The gorge where Yan Xiaobao was currently stranded seemed to stretch on forever. The forest filled the gorge and extended into its deepest recesses. On the ground, Yan Xiaobao began to feel that the only way to escape this perilous region was by passing through the Central Palace—the same palace his friend had originally fled.
The journey through the tunnel system had been smooth and direct. All the caves and pathways had seemingly been carved for humans to traverse. However, in this forest, progressing forward was no longer a simple task. He had to push through every bush and find faint animal trails to use for travel, resting no longer than a few hours at a time.
As he ventured deeper into the forest, Yan Xiaobao encountered more magical beasts along the way. Each beast possessed distinct levels of strength, as though the forest itself had no defined inner or outer regions. Every beast species seemed to claim its own territory.
Some beasts were engaged in battles for new territories, and the sounds of combat occasionally echoed through the forest. Yet none of the beasts seemed willing to confront Yan Xiaobao, for the white-haired youth was no longer suppressing his Holy-level aura.
It was only under circumstances when the young man needed to hunt or sharpen his skills that he would suppress his aura.
Initially, Yan Xiaobao’s journey through the forest was hurried. He was determined to cross the forest quickly. However, as one day turned into another, he was no longer in a rush. Eventually, he began to spend hours each day cultivating. The deeper he ventured into the forest, the stronger his connection to nature grew. His bond with the earth became ever more intimate.