Gazing at the land before him, Qin Fengming stood there for a long while before abruptly raising his arm. A claw-shaped shadow flashed into being and seized something directly ahead.
His eyes fixed on a dark brown rock before him, and Qin Fengming's expression suddenly changed.
"Those vicious beasts' essence blood wasn't the only thing that dripped here. It seems the essence blood of quite a few other demon beasts was scattered around as well. A great many vicious beasts must have fought fiercely here in the past." His gaze solemn, Qin Fengming suddenly muttered to himself.
He sensed other strange, bloody auras from the rock, and they were not of just one kind, but many.
It was only that those essence-blood auras had been concealed by an immense aura. Unless one drew close and examined them carefully, they would be extremely difficult to detect.
Sweeping his gaze across the land before him, Qin Fengming could imagine what the scene here must once have been like.
It had been a scene of vicious demon beasts gathered across the entire region, ravenously gnawing at the essence blood of the vicious beasts that had once dripped into these mountains.
As they ravenously devoured the essence blood that had seeped into the rocks, a great battle had erupted among the vicious beasts.
Countless demon beasts had fallen on the spot, only to be swarmed and devoured by the others until not even a scrap remained. Not a single bone had been left behind.
What kind of scene had that been? Even imagining it made Qin Fengming's heart tremble with unease.
He was not afraid of the many demon beasts. Rather, he found it far too savage.
The essence blood of a Mahayana-stage Qi Yu or Zhu Nou was unquestionably a great tonic to