343 The Wors

The worst was that her acmes pairs were filled to the brim, in other situations it would have been beneficial but in this condition if she could not defeat beastly aura then she might be harming this Frozen Basin.

She was a supreme and with the beastly irrationality, she might destroy herself as well as the whole void of Frozen Basin.

Her fury spread in her surrounding, the disadvantage was lingering more crudely because after facing Nianru she forcefully suppressed her turmoil and hatred, it could appear as her weakness in situations like this.

"You are standing useless, let's help master," the custodian worriedly asked.

"What we are supposed to do?" the other custodian spoke helpless.

"Attack the master," the one who was trying to remind Jen about her grandfather suggested abruptly.

The others heard and they were looking at him as if looking at the enemy, "Since you were neglected and did not get praise now you wanted to take revenge when master is suffering?" the talkative one spoke infuriated.

"The hell with praise, I only wanted to save my master from worst condition which is yet to come," he pointed toward her ragging fury and her struggle.

"How should we attack?" the others perhaps understood his logic and asked, if they were able to bring her conscious from the utmost beastly aura then she might be able to stand it, the beastly aura was the weapon of beasts and indeed a powerful weapon to begin with, this aura was the reason that many powerful human Cultivators feared the uncontrollable strength of beasts.

They wanted to become powerful more than beasts but if they wanted so, they have to sacrifice the human characteristics, there was no gain without pain.

All the custodians dissolved, joined their force and leapt toward the girl who was struggling against her own powers.

Jen want to control her fury to not go uncontrollable especially when she knew that hunters were also staying in this void.

The black smoke reached near her and enveloped, she was brought up and then tossed in the snow, "Just what kind of disgusting method is this?" one of the custodian could not stand it, "To dare to toss the master on the ground, I won't be the one who would explain if she asked," the other custodian also escaped from the blame.

Jen who was astounded at the sudden move by the custodians rolled on the snow from the steep, now she was struggling to stop herself from falling down, but thanks to this roll on, her fury resided back in her fury armor and she was saved from any disaster.

Only the beastly aura was left which was just for show off, at the end of steep her fall and rolling finally stopped, the custodian flew to reach her.

One of the most fundamental aspects of human nature was to worry about self safety, everything else comes second.

The custodians came near, they were ready to blame the most useless fellow among them.

"Who did suggest to use this wild way?" Jen asked solemnly, she was master and they were at her orders, how could they decide things randomly.

All the feathers pointed toward one single fellow, "We are sorry, we can't tarnish our reputation," they whispered.

"From now on, you will lead all others if I happened to be in danger," Jen fluttered her robes and the red cloak.

She was satisfied because she could feel the vibes of a beast coming from her, she has also imitated the voice of the hunter so it was fine to look for the caravan of hunters.

The custodians who were thinking to put the blame on one were pissed, they could not understand it why the master let him lead when he was the one to use most blunt method for help.

"Now you know that you cannot snatch name and fame from the one who deserve," the custodian who was among two who actually found the herb snickered to look toward the talkative custodian.

"I will snatch it again," the custodian answered carefree.

"Don't forget what the old master gave us orders, if the grandchild was offended and we failed to protect her then the old master would definitely search a way to kill us once for all," someone reminded them their purpose of creation.

After living thousands of years, what they fear most was the death, the death which would be permanent and not temporary.

The old master always have them little responsibilities but giving orders to protect the grandchild was much more than their few hundred years slacking, it became their habit to rest most of the time.

But with the present master, they were sure to die with exhaustion, "Wait, what is exhaustion?" the custodian scratched his smoky head, for them day or night was same, were not they created specifically to guard the souls then how can they think about exhaustion? they were not created like with qualities of other living creatures.

"Fellows the master is going toward the den of hunters," the one who was appointed to lead reminded them.

"Wah, as if we don't know," the custodian rolled his imaginary eyes.

They hurriedly followed the master.

Jen was prepared to face the hunters, her plan was to tackle them one by one, she don't want to think some crude questions, what if they guessed that she was not a hunter at all or she was trying to mislead them.

It all depended on taking risk and see what would happen.

The rest would be luck or worst they might caught her false disguise, it was yet to happen so she cannot predict.