Chapter 502: Traces of Battle

"As a novice, you have only one task today, which is to hunt an edible prey, no matter how big or small. Understand?"

"Oh, I understand. Today is my turn to show my skills!"

In the desert, two figures shuttled quickly, one was a man about 35 years old, and the other was a boy about 15 years old.

Both of them wore special masks, and their bodies were wrapped in special clothes, which were airtight.

This set of clothes did not affect their movements. The two easily crossed various terrains. They saw the wind column phenomenon from a distance and were heading towards one of the columns.

"The wind column is a gift from the desert. Because it gathers a lot of spiritual power, the probability of hunting prey will also increase significantly. As an excellent hunter, you must master the ability to use the wind column, otherwise the wind desert will be hell for you."

"Roar!"

The ground suddenly bulged, and a stone snake roared out from the center of the two people, trying to swallow them, but the spiritual power of the two gathered in their legs, and they immediately shot out and left the range of the stone snake. The breath also disappeared to nothing on the way, and disappeared without a word in the perception range of the stone snake.

"Stone snakes rely on vibration to sense targets. They are not edible monsters and are not worth hunting. If you meet them, you should avoid them directly and not engage in battle. Not bad, it seems that you have a solid grasp of the basic knowledge and can instantly determine that there is no need to fight."

"Teacher, top students are not a joke."

The two reunited, and the boy curled his lips.

"You are just a top student in the weapon refining department, which has nothing to do with the hunting department. How much can you learn in just one month, not to mention that you can understand things on paper after reading them?"

The teacher said calmly without a smile.

Just when the boy wanted to say something, he suddenly stopped the boy and stopped abruptly.

A crack appeared in front of the two people, which extended to an unknown distance and was ten meters wide. However, although it was a crack, the depth was only seven or eight meters at most. Ordinary people might have trouble falling into it, but with a little cultivation, they could ignore this obstacle.

The teacher poured spiritual power into his eyes, stared at the crack for a while, and then turned around very simply, "Let's go around it!"

"Go around it? Are there any powerful monsters underground?" The boy said excitedly.

"Haha, it would be nice if there is one..." The teacher silently took a long detour. The crack was about ten kilometers long, and the boy was confused.

After finally bypassing the crack, the two walked and walked, and another small crack appeared in front of them, which was only about a hundred meters long and three or five meters wide.

The teacher said nothing, took a look and dodged far away.

"Teacher, are these cracks dangerous? It's too troublesome to keep going around." The boy asked.

"In this wind desert, demons and demonic disasters may be threats, but they are far less terrifying than the ubiquitous cracks. There are always solutions to the former, but these cracks... There is no solution. If you touch them, you will die. You can only avoid them from a distance. If you want to see the truth with your own eyes, you can also try it." The teacher said lightly.

"Is it true?" The boy raised his hand and condensed a dim fireball, eager to try.

Seeing this scene, the teacher did not let the boy take action immediately, but pulled the boy back until he was satisfied with the distance before nodding.

So, the fireball was thrown far away in the direction of the crack, leaving a few light marks in the darkness.

The fireball was deliberately slowed down so that the trajectory could be clearly seen.

The light approached the crack little by little. Before it came into contact, the boy held his breath and stared at the fireball without blinking, fearing that he would miss it.

In that instant, the fireball suddenly disappeared.

Then, in the area where the fireball was engulfed, there seemed to be an extremely deep darkness that expanded for a moment, giving people a certain sense of coldness.

The boy felt a strong sense of disharmony. He looked around, "Something must have happened just now! But, what exactly happened?"

He couldn't help but take a step forward--

And it was at this step that he suddenly discovered the problem, and his pupils shrank violently.

"How could it be possible..."

"How could the distance be so close?"

The boy was horrified.

He was clearly at least fifty meters away from the crack just now, but he didn't know when he was already twenty meters away from the crack!

The sense of disharmony, the sense of abnormality, everything around him seemed to turn into lines, making this super genius confused.

"Space, was swallowed!"

His wisdom allowed him to combine the changes in the surrounding environment and directly draw the correct conclusion.

If the position where he was standing was a straight line, then after the fireball disappeared, the point centered on him seemed to be suddenly pulled towards the crack, and the straight line became a bulge. This was not the matter being swallowed, but the entire space being swallowed, and no cracks appeared as a result.

"These cracks are all left by the god-like existence. External forces will trigger the power in them and cause the space level to be erased. No one can resist this power, and no one can solve it. They can only avoid it. In this wind desert, there are far more weird things than you can imagine." The teacher said.

"But I have never heard of it!" The boy was surprised.

"It's very simple, because this was left behind in the last ten years. We all know only a little about it, not to mention those question setters in the underworld who never leave their houses." A trace of fear flashed in the teacher's eyes. Although he had experienced many hardships and had a big heart, this was the only exception.

That battle was too scary.

The scale was completely unreasonable. I'm afraid that it would only take a thought to destroy the entire Fengmo. Both the underworld and the tree city felt their own powerlessness deeply in that battle.

"Such a big thing has happened in the last ten years. Teacher Wu Shiming, what is the situation? I want to know!" The boy asked hurriedly.

"Want to know? What's the point of knowing it? The traces left by their battle are enough to kill all life. It is simply a god-like power. You must know that their real battle time was only seven or eight years ago, and seven or eight years have passed, and this trace has not weakened at all, becoming an eternal wound on this land!" Wu Shiming didn't want to say more. If he was not an eyewitness, he could not understand the despair at all.

The feeling of powerlessness that one might be wiped out by an aftermath at any time, so that one had to open up multiple habitats to avoid being wiped out in one go, was too much of an oppression to the heart. Although they were extremely lucky and not affected, many people committed suicide due to the heavy burden.

He had experienced all this, so he didn't want to say it at all, because he knew that if the other party believed it, it would be a great burden on the soul. If the other party didn't believe it, what was the point of him saying it?

"Don't, teacher, I want to know!"

Wu Shiming slapped the boy on the shoulder, "Okay, Shi Chao, don't waste time, there is not much time to act in a day, while the mist flower has not bloomed yet, hurry up and finish hunting, otherwise your graduation exam will be over, you should think more about your situation."

"Pain! What does it matter, I will definitely become such a powerful monk in the future!"

"You don't understand..."

Wu Shiming shook his head and took another step.

The two started to move again and ran towards the wind column.

What they didn't see at all was that a black-haired young man and a woman in a fire skirt were standing beside them and heard everything.

It is through the spiritual information that the positioning of the cloud night and tomorrow is completed.