A surge of moisture rich with spiritual energy rushed toward him, and Wang Chen's spirits immediately lifted.
Before him stretched a boundless expanse of marshland.
Mist drifted over the vast waters, and the morning sunlight shone upon the lake veiled in gauze-like haze, scattering prismatic rays.
A flock of egrets flew past in the distance, crying out merrily.
The water below suddenly splashed, and a large green-scaled fish leaped high into the air, displaying its body.
Yet before it could fall back into the water, a black shadow suddenly swooped down.
A pair of sharp talons seized it tightly!
The grey eagle, successful in its hunt, spread its wings and soared away, flinging droplets of water behind it.
The law of nature—competition for survival, the strong devouring the weak—was displayed here in the great marsh with utter clarity!
Having reached his destination, Wang Chen did not rashly venture deeper. He circled along the edge of the lake and marsh, and only after familiarizing himself with the surrounding terrain and confirming there were no hidden dangers did he slowly enter White Dragon Marsh.
He searched for a place where mirage qi gathered.
In truth, the marsh's watery vapor contained traces of mirage qi as well, but the quantity was far too scant. Using it to replenish the Grand Mystic Mirage Dragon True Form Diagram would be like pouring a cup of water on a cartload of firewood; who knew how long it would take?
Wang Chen had no intention of living here for a year or two.
The edges and outer regions of White Dragon Marsh were fairly safe.
There were many ordinary animals, but Demonic Beasts were rarely seen. To avoid trouble, Wang Chen went around them whenever he encountered one. He would rather spend more time than take action