Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

The natural laws on this planet seem to have largely failed, with abnormal phenomena present everywhere.

Walking through the eerie forest, Lu Wenwu and a few teammates found their nerves gradually tightening.

The Divine Dragon Tribe manages to survive here not because they are inherently strong but because the swarming high-tier mutant beasts are too lazy to bother with them, always busy fighting the new humans.

And they barely manage to fight off small groups of mutant beasts.

If any of those high-tier mutant beasts launched a beast tide to sweep through, even a hundred Divine Dragon Tribes would be wiped out.

The pure ancient remnants have long fallen behind the times, no longer fitting this era, as regular cultivators at the same level can’t compete with those two strong races.

Leading the way, Long Yuanhai couldn’t help but express, “Since the clan’s sacred artifact completely extinguished, dozens of clan members have undergone mutations, turning into terrifying monsters.”

“If the Young Master hadn’t descended, I’m afraid that within a millennium, the Divine Dragon Tribe would become monsters like those other tribes that lost their clan’s sacred artifact. Most of those former great tribes met such an end.”

“What happens after they fall?” Xu Changjiang inquired.

“Nothing really, I even feel that their thoughts weren’t changed, only their bodies had issues,” Long Yuanhai shook his head, “Wen Sheng and I discussed with the clan elders, intending to keep those with bodily mutations, but those clan members couldn’t accept it and ended their own lives.”

“Then what about those who didn’t end their own lives after falling?” Xu Changjiang continued to ask, “Would they join those new humans?”

“I’m truly sorry, I have no way of knowing,” Long Yuanhai, unable to answer, appeared a bit uneasy, “But I’m sure that the mutant beasts surely won’t accept them.”

Lu Wenwu shrugged habitually, “That’s not a big deal. What I’m more curious about is, can we go kill mutant beasts? I need a large number of A… peak of Earth-level mutant beasts to regain my strength.”

Just recently on the road, he dealt with several mutant beasts.

These things could drop attribute points.

If I could harvest them massively… wouldn’t that be wonderful?

Long Yuanhai was shocked and quickly said, “Young Master, you must not have such thoughts! Those mutant beasts are most sensitive to the aura of divine dragons, even us servants approaching their gathering places could trigger a beast tide…”

It’s all the fault of the Old Dragon King.

Just because he killed too ferociously back then, those mutant beasts ingrained the aura of the True Dragon Race into their DNA.

Thus, as soon as any dragon race aura is discovered, the mutant beasts will instantly go berserk, pursuing relentlessly.

This is why the Divine Dragon Tribe, even at its peak with countless powerful ones, didn’t dare to try expanding their tribe.

Helplessly, there are too many strong ones among the mutant beasts.

Easily overwhelming ten times their number, how can this be played?

Not to mention them, even Lu Wenwu couldn’t withstand a one vs. ten in an A+ level fight!

This situation made Lu Wenwu feel very regretful.

The plan of massive farming failed before it even started.

He did consider sneaking around Spirit Heaven Mountain to try, but feared the other side might call for reinforcements and ambush him at the spawn point, resulting in only a very bad ’You’ evaluation.

So he gave up, thinking it’d be simpler and more direct to cause trouble for the high officials of the new humans in the New City.

If something goes wrong and he can’t get the ’Miracle’ evaluation, that would be a disaster.

Even just on foot, the group’s speed was extremely fast.

In about six days, they had crossed tens of thousands of miles and reached the eastern edge of the Divine Protection Continent, separated from the Central Realm by only one gorge.

Along the way, Long Yuanhai fully proved his necessity.

He led the group over mountains and through valleys, dodging left and right, reaching here without alerting any mutant beast groups.

If not for his guidance, Lu Wenwu might still be blindly charging within the circle of mutant beasts with his friends.

“Young Master, don’t be reckless, there is a great crisis ahead.”

Just as Lu Wenwu was about to step onto the giant suspension bridge before him and rush directly to the New City, Long Yuanhai blocked him.

In front of them was a giant abyss with depths unknown, its exact width unmeasured but at least around seven or eight kilometers.

A dense white mist hovered above the gorge, obscuring the view of the opposite side.

An exotic beast, as big as an elephant, was slowly walking towards the direction of the gorge in the extreme distance, its four hooves hitting the ground with a reverberating sound.

However, just as it reached the edge of the gorge, its originally massive and strong body suddenly froze as if it was a stone sculpture.

The spiritual wisdom in its eyes suddenly turned to chaos, presenting a deathly gray.

Three seconds later, that towering figure toppled into the gorge like a crumbling mountain, making no further sound.

The white mist and darkness effortlessly devoured an A+ level exotic beast without causing even the slightest ripple.

“What is that?” Lu Wenwu curiously asked.

“It’s the curse of the Cat God.”

For the first time, an expression of fear appeared on Long Yuanhai’s aged face.

“It’s said that beneath this circle of gorges lies the corpse of the Cat God, a great being whom even the Dragon Ancestor respected. It perished early in the catastrophe thousands of years ago.”

“In the myths passed down to today, no one remembers what the Cat God looked like thousands of years ago, and no one even knows whether it really appeared as a cat in the past.”