"Are we destined to stay here forever? Playing this cat-and-mouse game with the giant day in and day out, with us as the pitiful mice, possibly becoming the big cat's prey at any moment!" Princess Zi Yun said, her face filled with reluctance as she looked toward the mountain peak.
Shi Feng did not speak, but stared at the Blood-colored Stone Stele and the giant, which was now in a berserk state. It seemed that the key to leaving this place lay with the stele. The weirdness of this peak seemed to stem from the stele.
Even if he could reach the stele, he didn't have full confidence in leaving this place. He placed his hopes on the Sacred Flame, believing that the Blood Demon Clan had erected the Blood-colored Stele, and the Blood Demon Clan had an unbreakable connection with the Blood Pattern Tribe.
Immediately, Shi Feng moved and leaped onto the top of a blood-colored tree.
