The Yellow Zone was where things started to get serious.
Qi consumption increased noticeably. The beasts were smarter, moved in packs, and coordinated their attacks. Cultivators below Mid Core Formation Realm struggled to survive here for long.
Mistakes were punished quickly.
Victor stopped pacing as the mental image of the red zone appeared in his mind.
This was where his expression darkened.
The Red Zone wasn't just dangerous... it was suffocating.
Breathing drained qi.
Moving drained qi.
Fighting drained qi at an exponential rate.
For cultivators below mid Nascent Soul Realm, it was a death sentence.
Back then, when he'd stumbled into it…
He had been below Nascent Soul Realm.
He got cornered.
Trapped for days.
Barely alive...
He could still remember the exhaustion. The desperation. The way his qi reserves had felt like sand slipping through his fingers no matter how carefully he rationed them.
It was there he had encountered the Shadow-Eyed Moon Serpent.
