"Okay, I understand."
Taking the map and putting it in his pocket, Qian Er didn't linger. After saying a word to the official personnel in charge of guarding, he immediately entered the Flesh Secret Realm.
The scene in front of him began to twist and deform. When he opened his eyes again, it had turned into a blood-red landscape.
The Flesh Secret Realm was different from the Herb Secret Realm he had visited before. The sky in the Flesh Secret Realm was red, and what floated in the sky wasn't clouds, but something constantly wriggling. Walking here felt like accidentally entering the stomach of some giant creature.
The ground and stones around him were soft. Qian Er picked up the Rank 3's mandibles and stabbed down with them. Foul-smelling blood spurted out, but Qian Er, who was prepared, dodged it.
"So this is the Flesh Secret Realm. What do you guys think my secret realm would look like if I died?"
Qian Er released all of his pet beasts, pointing at the bizarre scenery around him and jokingly teasing them with surprise.
"You won't die."
The Bloodforged Saint didn't have much expression on his face, but his tone became heavier.
Qian Er's other pet beasts didn't respond, but judging from the expressions on their faces, they probably meant the same thing.
"Okay, okay, I won't die."
Qian Er said with amusement, then jumped onto the Frost Lord's back.
"Let's go, we'll head in this direction."
Qian Er threw the map to the Frost Lord, pointing to the circled location on it.
The Frost Lord could read maps; it just couldn't read the maps Qian Er drew.
It was rare to get lost when flying in the sky, because once in the sky, even looking at the shape on the map would reveal the destination.
Roar!!!!!
When Qian Er jumped onto the Frost Lord's back, it roared to the sky, announcing its arrival to this secret realm.
The power within its body was no longer restrained, and terrifying cold swept across half of the sky, causing the temperature in the entire secret realm to drop slightly.
The Human Emperor Flag also waved its surface like a madman, with tens of thousands of ghost soldiers led by a ghost general clustering around the Frost Lord. The eerie Yin energy turned into dark clouds, covering the blood-red sky, casting the ground into darkness.
The ghost general was transformed from the quasi-king level pet beast soul absorbed by the Human Emperor Flag. Its race value was the same as the ghost soldiers, but its level had been raised to the peak of level 40 elite.
The scene, as if a peerless demon had been born, made Qian Er couldn't help but laugh.
"You two."
Smiling and teasing his two pet beasts, Qian Er sat steadily on the Frost Lord's back.
The Frost Lord also took off into the air amidst the dark clouds, flying in the direction indicated on the map.
But this flamboyant act frightened the others who were still exploring in the secret realm.
A team of adventurers who were burying their heads in search of possible flesh-type pet beasts or flesh-type resources heard the commotion. Before they could straighten their backs, they were suppressed to the ground by an inexplicable pressure.
"That… what is that?!"
Just as the others were speculating anxiously about the sudden change, a sharp-eyed companion's trembling voice pulled them back from their fantasies.
Looking in the direction the companion was pointing, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they looked at the gradually darkening sky covered by dark clouds in disbelief, their teeth chattering.
As members of the dark-type pet beast masters, they knew too well what that was.
That was clearly Yin energy with an explosive concentration!
To be able to condense so much Yin energy, how strong would the undead-type pet beast have to be!
"There's… there's a dragon in the black clouds!!!"
At this moment, a shocking howl beside them attracted everyone's attention.
Their eyes narrowed, and only then did they see the Frost Bone Dragon looming in the black clouds.
"Bone Dragon?"
Someone murmured in an uncertain voice, assuming it was an ordinary Bone Dragon with a total race value of 500. Ordinary Bone Dragons don't have a fixed form; it purely depends on what kind of bones make up the Bone Dragon.
"It's a hammer's Bone Dragon! That's the degenerated version of the quasi-god Frost Bone Dragon, the Frost Lord!"
The skeleton-type companion next to him glared at him, not allowing him to tarnish his faith.
Now, everyone in this group felt a thud in their hearts.
Not only because of the appearance of the quasi-god's degenerated version, but also because the Little Ice Dragon needed to be level 50 to evolve into the Frost Lord, which meant that the Frost Lord passing by above had at least the strength to guard the peak, and there was even a high probability that it had already entered the quasi-king stage.
"Gulp… Quasi-king… What are such big shots doing here? They're not here to subdue the Myriad Transformation Demon, are they?"
The leader of this small team swallowed hard, feeling the dryness in his throat, and couldn't help but make a joke to liven up the atmosphere, but all he got were looks from the others as if he were an idiot.
"Pack up your things, let's get out of here. We can't stay here anymore. Even quasi-king level big shots have come. God knows what happened in this secret realm."
The undead-type pet beast master quickly packed his bags, saying that he wouldn't continue to go deeper no matter what.
"That's right, what could alarm a quasi-king level big shot? Could it be that the flesh-type true king who formed this secret realm has been resurrected?"
The others also woke up at this time. The flesh-type pet beast master of the team still wanted to tell a cold joke to ease the atmosphere, but after he finished speaking, he clearly saw that the movements of the others suddenly froze, and then they didn't even want their luggage, and ran madly towards the outside of the secret realm.
It wasn't impossible!
The dark element was inherently strange, and no one could say for sure whether the flesh-type true king who had fallen here would leave any backup plans.
There were not a few pet beast masters who thought this way. For a time, many pet beast masters began to run madly towards the exit.
"Huh? What's wrong with them?"
In the sky, Qian Er looked at the group of pet beast masters on the ground fleeing frantically in the opposite direction and asked in puzzlement.
"Don't understand."
The Bloodforged Saint stood behind Qian Er, his eyes staring around to prevent any danger from appearing.
"If you don't understand, then don't think about it. If they can all run away from the danger, it's not a big deal."
Qian Er stretched lazily. Most of the pet beast masters on the ground were elite level. If pet beast masters of this level could run away, he had nothing to fear.
"Almost there."
At this moment, the Frost Lord, pinching the map with two finger bones, suddenly made a low sound, making Qian Er's spirits lift.
"It should be that hollow below."
The Frost Lord had sharp eyes and immediately saw the huge hollow below.
At this time, two groups of people were confronting each other around the hollow, but because of the Frost Lord's flamboyant appearance, the two sides confronting each other stopped their movements and stared warily at the sky.
"Someone beat us to it?"
Qian Er frowned, but quickly relaxed.
Even if all the Myriad Transformation Demons below were captured, it wouldn't be a problem. They would give him some face and spare one for him.
