Seal Word, Trap Mountain Dragon

Within the Profound Gloom Mountain Range.

As Lu Feng evaded Long Tongue Old Monster's pursuit, he followed the traces along the way in search of Xun Changguan's whereabouts.

Near dusk, he had already reached the latter half of the mountain range.

By his estimate, the meeting place marked on the terrain map, where he was to meet Fan Linlin, was only about half an hour's journey away.

Lu Feng looked at yet another dead soul beast before him. Seeing the lingering traces around it leading in a direction that diverged from the meeting place, he could not help falling into hesitation.

With Long Tongue Old Monster behind him, if he went to meet Fan Linlin now, her concealment arts would likely be unable to evade Long Tongue Old Monster's senses.

Lu Feng alone found it difficult to handle an existence like Long Tongue Old Monster. If Fan Linlin were added to the mix, they would undoubtedly suffer grievously, and she would be dragged into it as well.

After some thought, Lu Feng decisively chose to continue alone. He intended to first see what exactly had happened to Xun Changguan and whether he could borrow a knife to kill once more, thoroughly shaking off Long Tongue Old Monster before meeting up with Fan Linlin. Without question, that was the best choice.

Lu Feng arrived at a hidden mountain hollow. Along the way, he found several more beast cores that had been completely drained, empty husks, and as usual, collected them.

Though these "squeezed dry" beast cores no longer held much value, they still made decent "vessels." In the art of array formation, they could still give off their remaining light and warmth.

With sufficient numbers, they could even replace certain special Storage Jade.

Riiip...

A muffled sound, like cloth being torn