Within the Myriad Medicine Mountain Range, there were no small number of Magical Beasts that had reached the seventh rank.
The Ancient Dragon Bear was actually rather special. According to ancient records, this kind of dragon bear was also known as the Nine-Pattern Magic Dragon Bear, and it had a tuft of silver fur markings on its chest.
It was said that when a dragon bear possessed nine dragon patterns, the dragon bloodline within its body would fully awaken, and at that time, the dragon bear would undergo a transformation.
If the transformation succeeded, it could leap straight into becoming a Supreme Dragon Bear, possessing Dou Sheng-level combat strength.
But right now, that Ancient Dragon Bear named Xiong Zhan was, at most, only newly entered into the eighth rank, and it was even very possible that it was merely seventh rank.
Therefore, even though Xiao Jin spread his Emperor Realm Soul as far as possible, he still could not precisely discover this dragon bear's location among the hundreds and thousands of Seventh-Rank Magical Beasts.
He had thought it would be a pinpoint strike, but who would have thought it would actually turn into an aimless carpet search?
Even more deadly was that this kind of search was not something where, after searching one place, they could completely rule out that location.
Magical Beasts were alive. They moved all over the place.
Over the past seven days, it was not as if Xiao Jin's group had not encountered situations where they had just run into a Seventh-Rank Magical Beast, only to meet it again somewhere else in the blink of an eye.
This undoubtedly added quite a bit of difficulty to their search.
Seven days later, Zi Yan flopped down onto the ground on her butt, her little mouth jutting out,