"It must be Miss Chong Ying who is imprisoned up ahead. But this mountain feels extremely dangerous to me, and the Wood Spirits that appeared along the way were highly unusual as well. We must tread carefully from this point onward. Since they have set up such an elaborate scheme, they must be planning to use your body for something."
"I know."
Zhang Chen stepped off the mountain path and onto a platform roughly halfway up the enormous mountain. Through his senses, he could tell that Chong Ying's condition was poor but not fatal. As long as he rescued her from within the mountain, his flesh-and-blood and soul restoration abilities could fully ensure her recovery.
"The number of Wood Spirits seems particularly high here."
Zhang Chen placed his arm against the rock wall. Several jellyfish immediately seeped out from within, sensing his vitality, and approached his body. They poured all the essence within them into him at once, restoring the fatigue from his journey. Their actions left Zhang Chen deeply curious.
He arrived at the very center of the platform, fifteen meters directly across from Chong Ying.
"Chong Ying has fallen into a physical coma and cannot communicate. Let's see whether I can bring Miss Chong Ying out without touching the mountain myself."
Zhang Chen felt that the entire mountain was undoubtedly problematic. With a thought, a piece of flesh separated from his body and formed a blood-person roughly similar to himself, approaching Chong Ying.
There was no danger along the way. When it reached Chong Ying, Zhang Chen's blood clone gripped the mountain around her with both hands and tried to tear apart the earthen wall compressing her body. Yet it discovered that the wall was unimaginably strong; the clone's power was nowhere near enough to open it.
Moreover,