This was a land that remained untouched, a legacy left behind from the Archean Age, fraught with the mysteries of the unknown.
Therefore, Darren instinctively felt cautious when he came across the stone balls arranged so neatly around the flat wilderness. Even though they sat peacefully in place, their presence sprouted an unsettling feeling in Darren's heart.
Whoosh!
Darren's sword intent flew out, piercing through the air and struck one of the stone balls in its scope.
The ironclad defense of the stone ball deflected Darren's sword intent, causing it to dissipate almost effortlessly, leaving only a white mark on its surface to vouch for the strike.
"Damn. That stone is almost impenetrable!" Weber exclaimed, taken aback by the spectacle.
"Don't read too much into it, Darren. It may be sturdy, but it's just a stone. What harm could it possibly do? Let's keep moving."
Shrugging the looming danger aside, Sally flew out.
"See? It's totally okay! There's nothing to worry about."
Sally continued to exaggerate her conjecture by flying low. She then turned to look at Darren and the others to prove her point, turning her back towards the stones.
"Sally! Watch out!"
Everyone's face paled at the sight of the stone cracking under her. A yellow claw extended from the crack, trying to grab her.
Taking caution from their sudden reaction, Sally propelled herself into the air to avoid the approaching calamity.
Whoosh!
Hot on her pursuit, a black figure chased after her.
Carefully, she steadied her movements to launch a strike, all the while maintaining a safe distance from the black figure. Brandishing a purple sword, she flung herself downwards.
The sword shadows she unleashed launched themselves at the black figure, amassing to land a heavy blow.
"Pathetic. Not even worth breaking a sweat!" Sally relaxed, flipping her hair aside tauntingly.
Bang!
Suddenly, an overwhelming force rushed in her direction. Although the black figure appeared ragged and its body cloaked with uneven wounds, it was still alive! Even in such a feeble state, it managed to subdue Sally.
"Ah!" Screaming bloody murder, Sally writhed helplessly in its clutches. She felt something sharp piercing itself into her throat.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a sword intent sprung out from nowhere, decapitating the black figure, putting an end to Sally's suffering.
The source of it was the Beast-subduing Tripod held by Darren.
The black figure then collapsed on the ground, having lost its vitality. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed that it was actually a bird with a long sharp mouth. Judging from the fluffy feathers, the bird was only an infant.
Worried, Weber rushed to Sally's side to see if she was okay.
"I was so scared..." Sniveling, Sally tried to hold back her tears, grabbing Weber's arm feebly. Although her cultivation base was not low, she had always been cultivating in the Starry Sword Region and had never experienced a real battle. After her recent near-death encounter, she was left traumatized.
"Don't be scared. I'm here now. Everything will be alright!" Weber puffed out his chest, attempting to make himself look reliable. Noticing Sally's fragile state, he tried to offer her emotional support by gently consoling her frail body, allowing her to lean against him.
However, she quickly removed herself from Weber's embrace and jumped into Beatty's arms.
Rejected, Weber averted his gaze, concealing his defeated expression. He thought he could win over Sally's heart by offering her a shoulder to lean on, but he was wrong.
"To think that just a newborn baby bird was so capable. It's frightening. We should be more careful when venturing into the Archean relic." Lindsay glanced around, stricken with worry.
"I second that. The creatures of the Archean Age have innate strength. We should steer clear of them." Darren worded out, gazing into the distance. As far as the eyes could see, the area was choked with stone balls. It was in their best interests to avoid that path entirely. Nodding to himself, he decided to lead everyone through the other road.
With Darren in the front, they walked along the left side of the edge.
After traveling one hundred kilometers on foot, there was no stone ball in sight.
They continued to tread along this path, devoid of any potential danger.
"Did someone die here?"
Before long, Darren and the others came across a patch of land besmirched in blood. From the looks of the flesh, the victim appeared to be human, but it was hard to pinpoint who it was.
"Someone was definitely killed here. From the looks of the scattered blood, it only makes sense that they had a struggling battle. It's not safe to go that way."
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Sally voiced her concerns, clutching her fluttering heart tightly. The last traumatic event still fresh on her mind.
According to the age in the Primitive Wilderness, Darren was much younger than Sally. Despite that, Darren's maturity level outshone Sally's by leaps and bounds.
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