Chapter 48: The Fearsome Name of the Devil on the Mysterious Island!

  Two people chatted as they walked into the dense forest.

  Long Hao Tian held his sword in hand, carefully surveying the surroundings, continuously swinging his long sword to clear a path through the thorns and brambles ahead.

  His eyes gleamed like torches, slowly sweeping around him as he wandered through the dense forest.

  "It's strange," Long Hao Tian muttered to himself as he walked, "Normally, as soon as we enter, that big crab would come charging over and bully us around."

  "Today, how is it that apart from the one I just killed, there isn't even a ghostly shadow in sight?"

  Long Hao Tian's face was full of confusion and incomprehension.

  Two people, circling around the outer edge of a dense forest, strolled for half an hour.

  Long Hao Tian swung his mouth, walking aimlessly with a long sword in hand, swinging it randomly.

  "Ah, I'm exhausted to death." Long Hao Tian rubbed his slightly sore neck and said helplessly: "Big brother, you say today is really strange. We haven't even encountered a single crab."

  "Will those crabs be scared away by us?"

  Long Haitian suddenly had this idea in his mind and couldn't help but say it out loud.

  Mo Beishen nodded in agreement, lowered his head to think for a moment, and seemed to have an idea. After a moment, he had a sudden thought, raised his head and looked at the dense forest, saying: "Let's go inside and take a look."

  "What's inside?" Long Hao Tian clicked his tongue and followed Mo Bei's pointing direction.

  Deep in the dense forest, vegetation is lush and thorny shrubs are growing wildly, as if they have gone mad. In the midst of the dense forest, the light is dim and dark, a vast expanse of gloom.

  Those ancient trees in the depths, under the dark canopy, appear somewhat blurred and unclear. From a distance, they seem like countless demons and ghosts, baring their teeth and claws, extremely ferocious.

  Occasional gusts of mountain wind blow gently, mixed with a hint of coolness, making people involuntarily get goosebumps.

  The whole forest was filled with a cool and refreshing air.

  Long Hao Tian swallowed hard and shivered involuntarily.

  "Old, old big...... I'll take a look, there's definitely no iron armored crab inside, let's just head back the way we came..."

  Mo Bei didn't give him a chance to explain and dragged him by the collar, pulling him towards the depths of the dense forest.

  As the two of them gradually stepped into it, gusts of cold wind blew from time to time, blowing on their faces.

  "Wooo... Wooo..."

  The gusts of wind sounded like wailing ghosts, sending shivers down the spines of those who heard it.

  This feeling is as if a fierce ghost is whispering softly in your ear, telling you secrets.

  Long Hao Tian subconsciously hugged the long sword in his arms, took a few quick steps, and caught up with Mo Bei, closely following behind him, not leaving an inch.

  Suddenly.

  "Boss, look!" Long Hao Tian suddenly exclaimed in surprise, pointing at the trunk of a pitch-black old tree about ten feet away, his eyes wide with astonishment.

  Mo Bei narrowed his eyes and took a closer look, only to discover that on the trunk of the tree, there was a black, toad-like monster crouching.

  The dark skin with floral patterns of the monster was extremely similar to the color and texture of the old tree. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to tell.

  "Hailongwa!" Long Hao Tian blurted out, shouting loudly.

  At the moment he spoke, the two legs of the sea spirit frog kicked against the tree trunk, and with a sudden leap, it brought forth a strong gust of wind, charging towards Mo Bei and the other person.

  The toad opened its big mouth, and the sharp teeth were instantly exposed, with yellowish foul-smelling saliva flowing out. The rolled-up poisonous tongue shot out like a sharp arrow, spitting out quickly.

  "Whoosh!"

  That venomous tongue mixed with thick saliva, in a flash of lightning, pierced through the void, bringing an ear-piercing sonic boom, and struck.

  "Cheers!"

  Mo Bei's low voice rumbled, his footsteps swayed, and his body shook. He dodged to the side with the momentum. The poisonous tongue almost brushed against Mo Bei's chest, but it didn't touch him at all.

  "Give me, break!"

  Mo Bei's right foot stepped back half a step, his waist exerted force, his muscles twisted, and his right arm muscles violently pulled. His right hand grasped the sword and slashed at the void, the blade fiercely chopping down on that poisonous tongue.

  "Hmph."

  The sharp sword instantly cut open a half-inch long blood mouth on the poisonous tongue.

  Green blood splattered out, waving across the sky.

  "Wah!" Hailongwa was in pain. Letting out a mournful cry, it rolled up its poisonous tongue and landed on the ground in an instant. With powerful hind legs, it fiercely kicked the ground, and its body shot out like an arrow, instantly jumping out fifteen or sixteen zhang, extremely agile.

  "Still want to run!"

  "Clear Wind Slash!" Mo Bei took a few swift steps forward, his long strides flowing like stars. With a vacant swing of his sword, he slashed out several times in mid-air.

  Sword energy bursts out.

  Sweeping across the void, it went straight for the fleeing Sea Spirit Frog.

  "Hiss!" The sea spirit frog let out a shrill, piercing cry, its agile body flashing like lightning as it swiftly withdrew its webbed feet, which stomped heavily on the tree trunk in rapid succession, dodging left and right before easily evading the green sword energy.

  The sword chopped down heavily on the trunk of the tree, and a two-inch deep sword mark burst out on the thick trunk that was as big as a man's thigh. The tree shook violently, and dry leaves flew about.

  Under the shroud of withered leaves, the sea spirit frog darted left and right, finally disappearing completely into the thicket, leaving no trace.

  "Ah! Let it run away again!" Long Hao Tian was somewhat annoyed, and scolded in a fluster: "That damned Sea Spirit Frog, actually so fast."

  Mo Bei withdrew his stance, staring at the spot where the Sea Spirit Frog had disappeared. His eyes twitched and he shook his head: "No good, still too slow. That Sea Spirit Frog's movements were just too agile."

  His mind flashed back to what the man in white had said:

  "Wounding it may be easy, but wanting to kill it with ordinary swordsmanship is extremely difficult. Unless your speed is faster than its!"

  "Let's look again." Mo Bei shook his head, gathered his thoughts, and called out to Long Hao Tian as they continued walking into the dense forest.

  Time flies, and before we know it, the sun has changed from red to golden yellow, and then from golden yellow to a deep crimson like egg yolk.

  Its location also moves from the high mountains in the east to the sea level on the west side.

  Mo Bei and the two of them had just walked out of the dense forest. Compared to yesterday, Long Hao Tian's face looked even worse, filled with despair.

  He listlessly dragged the two miserable iron-armored crabs behind him, his eyebrows filled with gloom, following Mo Bei step by step.

  "Old, big... Today I only caught two iron shell crabs." Long Hao Tian's face was gloomy: "Not even one spirit stone can be exchanged for them."

  "Damn it, sea spirit frog!"

  Long Haitian gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and pinched them with a crackling sound: "We met seven or eight sea spirits today, and we severely injured all of them. Who knew... they all escaped!"

  Mo Bei bowed his head in thought and nodded: "The speed of that sea spirit frog is really too fast, and its reaction is extremely agile. It can easily avoid my sword energy."

  "It's indeed quite troublesome."

  "Then..." Long Hao Tian's tone turned dejected again, his face scrunched up in worry as he said: "Those Iron Shell Crabs have all escaped, and we can't catch those Sea Spirit Frogs either. What are we going to do from now on?"

  "The boat arrives at the bridgehead naturally straight." Mo Bei's heart moved, thinking about the white-clothed person's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately had an idea.

  "Huh, boss, you won't believe it. There's not even a single drop of blood on the beach."

  Long Hao Tian suddenly let out a faintly surprised cry.

  Mo Bei finally lifted his head and looked around, scanning the beach for a few moments.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, the bodies of several young men from the Ji family who were killed by the Iron Shell Crab had long since disappeared. The entire beach seemed as if nothing had happened, still golden and shining under the sunset, reflecting a dazzling array of stars.

  This change shrouded the entire island in an even more eerie and mysterious atmosphere.

  "Hurry up, hurry! Boss, this island of demons swallows people whole and doesn't even spit out their bones."

  A chill suddenly emerged and swept through Long Hao Tian's entire body like an electric shock. A faint, faint fear arose in his heart, urging Mo Bei to hurry up.

  Two people boarded the airship, and in less than half a stick of incense time, when the time limit arrived, the airship carried them away, leaving no dust behind.

  Back to the market.

  Mo Bei and the other person walked through the market and arrived at the Xian He Hall to hand in their task.

  The moment the two entered the Xianhe Hall, they felt a wave of scorching heat rushing towards them.

  Mo Beiming looked around, slightly widening her eyes. The grand hall of the Xianhe Temple was packed with people, coming and going, rubbing shoulders and brushing against each other's feet.

  In front of the counter, a long line of people formed.

  Mo Bei and the other followed and walked past, lining up at the back of the crowd.

  "Hiss, hiss, why are there so many people today?" Long Hao Tian weighed the iron armor crab on his shoulder, his eyes scanning back and forth through the crowd in surprise.

  At this time, among the few people in front of Mo Bei and the others, a wave of surprised voices spread out.

  One of the senior disciples whispered mysteriously to those around him, "Hey, you don't know yet? I heard that today, many outer sect disciples died on the island of demons!"

  That red-haired disciple also nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I've heard it too! It seems that the Ji family's disciple went to the Demon Island and almost got wiped out! Fang Shidi, your Fang family should be delighted now."

  That disciple known as Fang Shi-di smiled and said, "That's the Jia family getting what they deserved, who can be blamed for it? Not having enough strength, running to the Demon Island is no different from seeking death."

  "Listen," the red-haired disciple took over, a hint of horror in his eyes, and said with a start: "Among so many Ji family disciples, only two people escaped! And one of them was almost scared to death!"

  "Yes, yes."

  That yellow-robed Taoist disciple nodded heavily: "He also said that the island was simply hell, with demons and monsters running amok! It's too terrifying!"

  "I was originally going to finish the tasks at hand and then head to the island of demons to try my luck and do some demon-slaying quests. Now that I think about it, forget it..."

  Such words spread among the crowd in the great hall.

  Everyone's topic is what happened on the island today.

  The matter spread more and more wonderfully, finally evolving into the fact that the island of demons was a hell where demons and monsters roamed freely. Anyone who entered would die or go mad, with no chance of survival!

  At that time, those newly arrived outer sect disciples were so frightened that no one dared to set foot on the island easily.