Ancient trees towered overhead. The deeper one went into the mountain range, the taller the trees became.
Looking up from beneath them, their branches seemed to stretch right into the sky.
After entering the Qingyan Mountain Range, Chen Qinglin had kept heading inward. He had no idea what kind of place he had wandered into.
He didn't fly through the air on a sword light; he simply kept walking deeper into the forest.
Among the mountains and ravines, steep cliffs were everywhere. Strange rocks, clear streams, and tangled vines wove through the landscape...
He crossed high mountains and rivers. Since entering the range, three days and nights had passed.
All kinds of strange beasts thrived here. Chen Qinglin could see some herds with third-tier exotic beasts among them.
This was a realm ruled by beasts, rarely visited by humans!
Only Martial Artists in the True Essence Condensation Realm could explore it at all!
At first glance, nothing seemed amiss. But on closer inspection, the herds were sparse, whether they were exotic beasts or ordinary animals.
It gave him an uncanny feeling.
Judging by the environment, it could easily support ten times as many herds and exotic beasts.
Chen Qinglin became even more certain something had happened in the mountains when he spotted a troop of Iron Arm Monkeys.
Iron Arm Monkeys included both exotic beasts and ordinary beasts. Those that grew into exotic beasts usually didn't leave their troop, but lived alongside ordinary Iron Arm Monkeys.
A troop of monkeys usually numbered at least three to five hundred, but the Iron Arm Monkeys Chen Qinglin saw numbered only twenty or thirty.
Only one was a second-tier Iron Arm Monkey; the rest were ordinary monkeys.
The Iron Arm Monkey sat alone in a towering ancient tree, gazing now and then in