Chen Sansi looked at the traces left on the ground and knew that many cultivators had already arrived here before him.
Cangming Ancient Forest.
Just like the places he had passed before, there were prominent boundary markers here, but he did not see the Money Toad again.
"The smell of blood."
Master Dongwei quietly followed, using his Divine Sense to probe the surroundings. With a cynical smile, he said, "It seems there are plenty of good things in this forest, causing a fierce struggle."
"..."
Chen Sansi looked around and saw in this Ancient Forest there were Spirit Plants growing everywhere, among them many that were already extinct in the outside world.
For example, just seven steps away from him, on a short tree only as high as his forearm, there grew fruit that looked like cherries but had three golden stripes on the surface.
Three-turn Xuanyang Fruit!
