After Chaka woke up, what he did, how ruthlessly he wiped out his own guards, and so on—Chen Mo no longer knew, and even if he did, it did not matter! As long as things were moving in the direction he wanted, that was good enough.
Did anything else matter? No!
Chen Mo had obtained the information he wanted and learned the direction of the Black Fire base. Once he had found the right direction, he simply headed straight for it.
Of course, along the way, he passed more than a dozen stockades of varying sizes. Whenever one stood directly in his path, he detoured around it. If he was merely passing by, he did not pay attention to it.
No matter what kind of stockade they were, they were irrelevant to Chen Mo. He was now heading straight for his intended target. An ordinary person would definitely move slowly through the forest, because this was a tropical rainforest. Not only was the terrain complex, there were all kinds of animals, poisonous insects, plants, and vines. Moving quickly through such a forest was absolutely impossible!
But for Chen Mo, it was very simple. The Isolation Talisman and Vajra Talisman on him protected him, so no poisonous insect could break through his defenses. As for direction, since he could not use Sword Flight, he relied on Talismans for guidance and would never stray off course.
Moreover, Chen Mo was highly skilled. As he moved through the forest, he could use the trees to travel through the air, moving at tremendous speed. The vines and other obstacles on the ground could not hinder him.
Although it was daytime, Chen Mo kept his Spiritual Sense active the entire time. Whenever he encountered people, he went around them; whenever he encountered stockades, he avoided