Rebirth of the Prime Dragon Master novel Chapter 518

Shortly after noon, Rocky and Sabina trudged through an ominous swamp, until they stumbled onto a peculiar landform.

This area had a strange aura. It was dead silent. The ground was covered in dirt as grey as soot, as though raging fire had ravaged the land. Nothing was there, save for some boulders sprinkled throughout. Perched on top of the boulders were grotesque, bird-like spirit-manipulated beasts.

The bird-like spirit-manipulated beast was called the Black Vulture. At first glance, it looked like any normal vulture. However, upon closer inspection, one would notice their slightly bigger build. Rocky and Sabina gauged that its strength couldn't be higher than the three-star level, which was considered as a low level in the Myriad Beasts Ground.

Of course, even so, it was still quite the ferocious beast, especially when in groups. A coordinated attack from a group of these vultures could tear apart a wild spirit-manipulated beast at the fourth grade of the four-star level in the blink of an eye.

However, when it came to feeding, these vultures' diet was limited to meat on dead bodies, especially rotting ones. The more disgustingly rotten bodies, the more satisfied they seemed to be. The vultures didn't usually attack other wild spirit-manipulated beasts. They would only fish in troubled water. Thus, they usually preferred to perch at a safe distance, quietly watching the other beasts mangle each other. The vultures would patiently wait for a beast to fall dead. Immediately, they would swoop down and surround the corpse, guarding their prey. However, they'd wait a few days, enough to let the carcass rot to their satisfaction. Only then would they feast on it.

Thus, the vultures had the most morbid sense of taste compared to all the other beasts in the Myriad Beasts Ground.

Rocky and Sabina pondered on this as they cautiously took some steps forward, vigilantly eyeing the vultures.

The vultures haughtily returned their gaze. Some grew nervous, screaming suddenly; some nervously flapped their wings, as if they wanted to flee. All the while, their beady eyes followed the two figures as they made their way through the solemn, gray land.

Feeling their eyes on her, Sabina felt a chill run up her spine. But she stood her ground, defiantly staring back at them.

"Don't provoke them, or we're in for some trouble," warned Rocky as soon as he noticed Sabina's stare.

With a snort, Sabina reluctantly broke eye contact with a vulture and hurried to catch up to Rocky.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind billowed through the land. It blew the dry, grey dirt up into a flurry so thick that it blotted out the sun.

Soon after, an unpleasant scent permeated the air. It suddenly hurt to inhale sharply; it was as though they were breathing fire. 'Sulfur, ' Rocky thought to himself as he and Sabina covered their mouths and noses to avoid being choked by the thick smoke.

Suddenly, Rocky felt his heel sink into the ground, causing him to lose balance. He quickly sidestepped to recover, and upon looking at where his feet had sunk, he noticed a hole. A red hot liquid seeped from the hole, dancing dangerously near his feet.

He then checked the sole of his shoes, only to find it sizzling from the heat of the magma.

"You deserve it." Sabina gloated with a satisfied expression.

As soon as those words left her lips, however, the magma shot up from the hole with a new frenzy. Dangerously hot tendrils of lava spurted towards her, searing holes into her clothes.

She urgently summoned her spiritual power with the Ice nature to wrap around her body. This stopped the splashing of the magma, and instantly killed the small flames that danced on her clothes.