Chapter 1228
Seboxia specialized in handling life force and was extremely sensitive to the movement of vita.
Even Jonathan could sense that something was amiss with that elderly man. Something’s not right
about this ce.
Sterio fiddled with the small knife in his hand. “Jonathan, since we all agree that there’s a problem
here, why don’t we go on a night walk?”
“A night walk?” Jonathan pondered Sterio’s words and nodded slightly. “All right then. Let’s proceed
with the idea.”
It was already evening when the two arrived. By the time they finished taking a break, the sky had
completely darkened.
“It’s about time, Jonathan,” Sterio whispered a reminder.
Jonathan assumed a seated position on the wooden bed, subtly stretching his muscles and joints upon
hearing the words. “What’s happening out there?”
Sterio had a cluster of small insects surrounding him.
The Mallory family’s art of manipting parasites for their benefit was truly enchanting. Not only were
they able to employ parasites to vanquish their adversaries, but the fact that Sterio utilized them for
investigative purposes also opened Jonathan’s eyes to their capabilities.
“Just as you expected, this vige may seem calm, but it’s heavily guarded. There are at least thirty
advanced-phase God Realm cultivators stationed just a few meters away,” Sterio reported.
“Thirty…” Jonathan’s face changed.
Although thirty individuals might not seem like a formidable number, they were more than enough to
dominate strategic positions from all directions, effortlessly sealing off any possible escape routes for
the two of them. What are those vigers afraid of?
Jonathan’s fear continued to grow.
He had an ominous premonition that if they did not leave, both he and Sterio might meet their
untimely end.
“Proceed with the original n!” Jonathan said, simultaneously reaching out and tossing the bronze
handbell to shield them from above.
After confirming that their spiritual energy was contained within the handbell, Sterio extended his
hands. From the back of his hands, a swarm of ck insects swiftly emerged, taking over the two
wooden beds.
In just a few moments, those densely packed insects, under Sterio’s control, gradually took the form
of two people lying on the beds.
“I need your blood essence!” Sterio uttered.
A surge of spiritual energy traced a cut across Jonathan’s fingertip, and he flicked his hand, letting his
blood fall onto one cluster of insects.
Sterio, too, followed suit by dropping his blood essence onto another group of insects.
As their blood mingled with the insects, it was as if drops of water had fallen into sizzling oil, causing
the insects to fiercelypete for nourishment.
Sterio then performed a hand seal, causing the two groups of insects to undergo a transformation,
gradually taking on the likeness of Sterio and Jonathan.
Jonathan closed his eyes and took a moment to sense the situation. Then, he looked toward Sterio
in astonishment.
He could sense that the two clusters of insects closely resembled them in terms of aura and spiritual
energy. If one were to rely solely on spiritual energy to detect their presence, it would be impossible to
discern whether they were real people or not.
“The Mallorys are indeed good at exercising such terrifying tricks.” Jonathan gave Sterio a thumbs-
up.
Sterio casually popped a couple of Spirit Rejuvenating Pills into his mouth and let out a chuckle. “You
haven’t seen the more terrifying ones!”
Jonathan controlled the protective range of the bronze handbell above their heads, narrowing it down
to only epass himself and Sterio. Then, he slowly released the two forms.
Cautiously, they waited for several minutes, attentively listening for any signs of activity outside. Only
when there was no other noise or movement did Jonathan proceed to form hand seals, activating
Elemental Extrication Technique.
The two of them gradually sank into the ground, descending to a depth of about thirty meters.
Inside the small world, God Realm cultivators’ spiritual sense could extend a few meters underground
at most.
Nheless, the distance they had traveled was sufficient to ensure their safety.
Beneath the ground, Jonathan proceeded forward for quite some time, walking for over ten minutes
before slowly ascending toward the surface.
The house that the old man had arranged for them was situated on the outskirts of the vige. Although
they had not traveled a great distance, they were considerably far from the vige center.
Upon returning to the ground’s surface, Sterio released his grip on Jonathan’s arm. “What kind of
technique was that? You could freely move through the ground, yet I had to hold onto your arm. That’s
just weird!”
“Do you think I enjoy being gripped by a man?” Jonathan retorted with a scowl on his face. “Enough
with the banter. If we want to leave safely, we have to return to the cave by the cliff. When we arrived
just now, I had Seboxia keep an eye on the portal formation. It’s a two-way portal, so we should be able
to return to the pond.”
Sterio let out a helpless sigh after hearing that. “Had we teamed up with Seboxia during the day and
gotten rid of Abraham and his men, we wouldn’t have needed to go through this trouble and ventured
out in the middle of the night.”
“You’re just a Monday morning quarterback,” Jonathan scoffed, “I mean, sure, Seboxia can handle
them during the day, but how would we escape from the snake den?”
“How about the time we were on our way here?” Sterio retorted.
“Why didn’t you suggest earlier?” Jonathan asked indifferently while staring at Sterio.
Speechless, Sterio could only tilt his head and nce around.
He observed that the vige was nestled amidst a unique topography, with peaks encircling it like the
mouth of a volcano.
As for the cave connected by a ropeway, it was easily noticeable by simply lifting one’s gaze upward.
The two swiftly made their way through the fields outside the vige and soon arrived beneath the
ropeway.
“Jonathan, no one has used this ropeway since we arrived. Wouldn’t it be too bold for us to escape
using it?” Sterio questioned.
“Feel free to stay if you don’t mind dying here!” Jonathan responded nonchntly.
He then swiftly took out a slender device that resembled a lower leg with four wheels.
Utilizing his spiritual energy as an extension of his arm, Jonathan ascended swiftly, skillfullynding on
the steel cable.
Click.
The crisp mechanical sound seemed exceptionally clear in the darkness of the night.
Sterio looked at the device on the cable, feeling a bit bewildered. “What exactly is that thing?”
“It’s a rope-climbing device—one of the special tools used by the special forces,” Jonathan replied with
a cheerful grin.
He then flipped his hand and produced a magical rope, giving it a light swing before wrapping it around
the device.
“Hold onto the rope!” Jonathan instructed with confidence.
“This is what happens when cultivators fail to keep up with technological development,” Jonathan
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With that, he lightly pressed the button in his hand, and the rope-climbing device emitted a sharp
sound, propelling them swiftly toward the end of the steel cable.
“That’s cool!” Sterio suppressed his excitement.
It would have taken them at least twenty minutes to run up the cable toward the cave in the distance,
but the rope-climbing device brought them closer to the cave nestled within the clouds and mist in no
time.
In less than three minutes, they found themselves in close proximity to the cave.
As Jonathan retracted the magical rope, he and Sterionded gracefully.
At that speed, even if someone had noticed, the two of them had already left far behind.
However, just as their smiles of relief were about to grace their faces, Jonathan suddenly felt a chilling
gleam shoot directly at him, targeting his face.