Above the canopy, Lu Chen held his breath and focused, carefully sensing the disturbances from the two Dragon Clan tokens within the Mysterious Yellow Creation Gourd.
The resonance waves emitted by the bronze fragment and the dark cyan metal shard were faint, yet they carried a clear direction—northeast, deeper within, roughly ten li away.
"So there really is something answering them..." A sharp gleam flashed through Lu Chen's eyes.
Rebirth Forest was so bizarre and dangerous. If there truly were ruins or treasures connected to the Dragon Clan, they would most likely be in a place like this.
He put away the gourd, confirmed the direction and route once more, then refined the concealment of his dragon essence even further. Like a ghost melting into the mist, he continued weaving through the canopy.
The deeper he went, the stranger, ancient fragrance in the forest grew denser, nearly solidifying into substance. Though Lu Chen mainly relied on internal circulation, the pores across his skin still faintly sensed that mind-bewildering energy seeping in.
He had no choice but to divert a portion of his true essence, forming a denser protective layer over his body with Mystic Dragon True Force to fend off this all-pervasive erosion.
Now and then, glowing fungi or strange plants could be seen amid the humus below, exuding enticing scents, but Lu Chen kept well away from all of them.
In a place like this, anything that looked alluring could be concealing lethal danger.
After advancing another seven or eight li, Lu Chen abruptly halted, hiding behind dense branches and leaves as he fixed a sharp gaze ahead.
Within his senses, the flow of energy roughly three hundred zhang ahead was unusually chaotic.
It was not merely the sinister, active energy of Soul-Devouring Vines. There were also... fluctuations of