Shen Ping sighed helplessly in his heart.
The fifth level of the Demon Mountain was too dangerous. He was not confident at all. Even if he had the talent of a strange beast and could directly arrive at the wooden house if he teleported, if there was a trap at the wooden house, he would probably not be able to react in time. After all, from the poison power at the entrance of the valley, it could be seen that this valley was incomparably terrifying.
The reason why his small body could survive until now was entirely because of the Star Armor and the talent of disguising and replicating. How could he withstand this poison?
"For now, we can only wait for the Immortal Venerables behind us to come."
Although he really wanted to reach the wooden house and see what the opportunity of the Demon Mountain was, Shen Ping knew that he could not be rash now.
