Chapitre 862: Divine Martial Country

Su Mo looked utterly dismayed. His search for the blood-striped seed had failed and now he was even having trouble getting out of this place.

"I'll be damned!" Su Mo's expression turned grave.

This Mist Mountains was truly terrifying; no wonder it was one of the ten forbidden areas in the continent.

After a while, Su Mo descended again to the forest.

Su Mo slowly flew through the forest and with every 33 meters, he left a slash mark on the trees he passed.

After an hour, he found that he passed by a tree with a slash mark he had left earlier. He had gone around in circles.

"This can't go on any longer. This Space warps too mysteriously. I need to figure out its pattern in order to get out of this place!" Su Mo calmed down and used his Ghostly Magic Sight Martial Soul to examine the Space in front of him.

Aided by his Ghostly Magic Sight Martial Soul, he could clearly track how the Space warped.