Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

At this moment, everyone is walking in a desolate land, and everywhere they look is endless desolation and decay.

The sky here seemed to be covered by a gray veil. The sunlight had difficulty penetrating this haze, and the light it shed was so dim and weak. There was almost no green on the ground, only dry cracked land crisscrossed like a turtle's back, with a small amount of dust occasionally raised from the cracks.

The mountains in the distance have a blurred outline, as if they have been eroded by time and only their skeletons are left. There is no vegetation covering the mountains, but they just stand bare, exuding an ancient and lonely atmosphere. Occasionally, some huge rocks can be seen standing abruptly on the ground. They have different shapes, some look like abandoned giants, and some look like twisted monsters, which are particularly abrupt against this desolate background.

There was no wind, the air seemed frozen, and the silence was so frightening that it made people feel uneasy. Occasionally, a few unknown birds chirped across the sky, adding a sense of desolation. There were almost no traces of animals on the ground, as if this place had been forgotten by the world and had become a forbidden zone for life.

The caravan moved slowly forward in this desolate land, the wheels rolling over the dry land, raising a cloud of dust, which soon dissipated in the desolate air. Everyone's face was a little solemn, and they walked carefully, as if they were afraid of disturbing some mysterious power sleeping in this desolate land. The desolation here seemed to be a silent statement of the ruthless passage of time, which made people sigh and worry about the unknown road ahead.

When everyone looked at the desolate place before them, they knew in their hearts that they would soon step into the terrifying rocky hill.

The Stone Hill, just hearing the name is enough to make people feel terrified. It seems to be a cursed area, without any life. Entering the Stone Hill, the first thing that comes into view is countless huge and disorderly stones. Some of these stones are as big as hills, and some are as sharp as blades. They are stacked and scattered in a weird posture, as if they are the tragic relics left after an ancient war.

In the rocky hill, the light became extremely dim, as if swallowed by the huge rocks. Shadows moved between the cracks of the rocks, as if hiding countless invisible evils. There were often strange wind sounds passing through the rocks, making a creepy whistle, as if it was the wailing of vengeful spirits. The ground was rugged and uneven, with pits and traps of varying depths. If you were not careful, you might fall into them and be injured by the sharp stones.

It is said that some inexplicable phenomena often occur in the rocky hills. An inexplicable fog will suddenly rise, making people lose their way and unable to tell east from west. There are also some terrifying phantoms that appear and disappear in the fog, as if they are messengers from hell. Moreover, there seems to be a mysterious power here that can affect people's minds and make people fall into madness and fear.

Dali solemnly described the various horrors of the rocky hills. As everyone listened, they felt a chill on their backs and beads of sweat on their foreheads. They knew that they were about to face an extremely difficult challenge. If they were not careful, they might stay in this terrifying rocky hill forever and become a part of it. But they also understood that only by moving forward bravely could they have a chance to get out of this desperate situation and usher in new hope.

As time went by, that heart-pounding moment finally arrived, and everyone finally arrived at the rocky hill.

Standing in front of the rocky hill, looking at the various boulders in various shapes and in various disorder, it seems as if they were randomly thrown here by a huge hand. Some of these boulders are soaring into the sky, as if they are about to pierce the sky; some lean against each other, forming a strange angle; and some stand alone, exuding a lonely and dangerous atmosphere.

Everyone took a deep breath, as if to give themselves courage, and then stepped into the rocky hill. As soon as they stepped in, they felt a repressive breath coming towards them. The light around them dimmed a lot in an instant, and the shadows cast by the boulders seemed like huge black hands, ready to drag them into the darkness at any time.

They carefully shuttled among the rocks, taking every step with extreme caution, fearing that they might encounter some unknown danger. The ground beneath their feet was rugged and uneven, and sharp stones would prick their soles from time to time. A strange sound of wind echoed in their ears, as if countless vengeful spirits were whispering in their ears.

In this pile of rocks, the sense of direction became extremely vague. They felt like they were trapped in a huge maze, and no matter which way they walked, they seemed to be going in circles. Moreover, the boulders seemed to move, and the road that was clear a moment ago could be blocked the next moment.

Everyone's heartbeats accelerated involuntarily, and beads of sweat kept dripping down their foreheads. They held their weapons tightly in their hands and looked around vigilantly. Every slight sound could make their nerves tense instantly. In this terrifying pile of rocks, they could only rely on each other and move forward with difficulty to find a glimmer of hope.

As soon as they entered the rocky hill, they were immediately targeted by the strange stone monsters. These stone monsters were hidden among the rocks, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment, making it difficult to distinguish them.

They were only about one meter tall, but had hard stone arms and legs, and moved silently. From time to time, they would suddenly appear, stretching out their seemingly clumsy but extremely flexible arms and legs, quickly picking up two stones, and then throwing them hard at the passing caravan. The stones made a sound of breaking through the air, smashing towards everyone, making it impossible to defend against them.

When the caravan tried to fight back or capture them, the stone monsters rolled away very quickly, instantly rolling into the depths of the rocky hill and disappearing without a trace. They were like a group of naughty elves, constantly harassing the caravan along the way, making everyone very annoyed.

The caravan tried every possible means, but still had no way to deal with these stone monsters. Their mysterious appearance and ability to disappear quickly gave the caravan members a headache. They could only carefully dodge the flying stones while being alert to the stone monsters that might appear again at any time.

As time went by, the caravan's journey through the rocky hills became increasingly difficult. The harassment from these stone monsters never stopped, and everyone's patience was wearing out bit by bit. They didn't know how long they would have to deal with these hateful guys in this rocky hill, and their hearts were filled with helplessness and anxiety. But they also understood that they could only keep moving forward and try to find ways to deal with it, so that they could finally get out of this rocky hill full of troubles.

As the group continued to go deeper into the rocky hill, the harassment from the tide-like stone monsters became more and more frequent. These annoying guys came from all directions, making the entire team extremely irritated and uneasy.

Zhang Deshuai saw this and decided to fight back with his fire magic. He waved his hands and blazing flames gushed out, sweeping towards the stone beasts. However, to his surprise, the stone beasts seemed to be completely immune to fire magic. The flames did not cause any damage to them, and they still attacked the caravan recklessly.

Zhang Deshuai frowned, thinking that he couldn't let these guys continue to be rampant. He quickly changed his strategy and cast a space magic - Dimension Slash. He put his hands together, then swung them violently, and a space crack shining with strange light appeared instantly, rushing towards those stone monsters.

The stone beasts that were hit by the Dimension Slash immediately screamed in pain. Their hard stone bodies had deep cracks under the power of the Dimension Slash, as if they would break apart at any time. Zhang Deshuai tasted the sweetness, and moved forward all the way, occasionally throwing out one or two Dimension Slashes. Every time the Dimension Slash appeared, the originally arrogant stone beasts were terrified, and they all ran away in panic, trying to avoid this fatal attack.

Under Zhang Deshuai's strong counterattack, the pressure on the caravan was immediately relieved. Everyone looked at the stone monsters that were beaten and fled in a panic, and they were full of admiration for Zhang Deshuai. However, Zhang Deshuai knew that this was far from enough. There were countless stone monsters in the rocky hills, and they had to stay vigilant at all times.

Zhang Deshuai continued to lead the way, swinging his Dimension Slash continuously, repelling the stone monsters that tried to approach one by one. Each Dimension Slash was powerful, tearing open space cracks in the rocky hill. Although the stone monsters hated Zhang Deshuai to the core, they were helpless against his Dimension Slash and could only roar unwillingly from a distance.

The caravan followed closely behind Zhang Deshuai, quickly crossing the rocky hills. Their steps were firm and hurried, hoping to get rid of these annoying stone monsters as soon as possible. Under Zhang Deshuai's protection, their speed was significantly accelerated, but they also knew that they could not rely entirely on Zhang Deshuai, and they must always be prepared to deal with danger.

In this way, Zhang Deshuai fought all the way, constantly using the Dimension Slash to open up a safe passage for the caravan. His figure was particularly dazzling among the rocks, like a ray of hope, leading everyone forward. Although the stone monsters still wandered around unwillingly, they did not dare to approach the caravan easily and could only watch them gradually go away.

Behind their receding figures, in the depths of the rocky hill, countless pairs of extremely terrifying eyes quietly emerged. Those eyes flashed with strange red light, as if they were flames burning from the depths of hell, revealing endless cruelty and bloodthirstiness.

These eyes were hidden in the shadows, looming and making it difficult to know their exact number and location. They were like a group of demons hiding in the darkness, silently watching the direction where the caravan left, exuding a creepy aura.

Each pair of eyes seemed to contain endless malice, as if they could pounce at any time and tear the caravan into pieces. The red light was dancing in the darkness, like an evil curse, bringing heavy psychological pressure to people.

Although the people in the caravan had gone far away, they seemed to feel the gazes from behind, which made their hearts beat faster and sweat kept dripping from their foreheads. They didn't dare to look back, and could only speed up their pace desperately, wanting to escape from this evil-shrouded rocky hill as soon as possible.

And those terrifying eyes were still staring at them, as if waiting for a perfect opportunity. They were lurking in the darkness, plotting some terrible conspiracy, ready to bring disaster to the caravan at any time. In this gloomy rocky hill, the danger seemed to have just begun. Those countless pairs of red eyes were like a sword of Damocles hanging over the caravan's head, making their road ahead full of unknowns and fears.