A moment later, Chen Fan and Bald Bird returned to that patch of woods. The white mist still hung thick in the air, and faint blue glimmers flickered like ghost flames. The surroundings were deathly silent, while a trace of chill quietly crept up Chen Fan and Bald Bird's spines.
That lingzhi was far too extraordinary. Rooted atop an incomparably powerful Monster Beast, it had grown there for several hundred years. If this continued and it was given a few more centuries, it would very likely develop spiritual intelligence and become a spirit in its own right.
Chen Fan stepped into the region of white mist and slowly closed in on the lingzhi. Its medicinal fragrance grew increasingly rich.
He continued onward, while Bald Bird remained perched on his shoulder, claiming that he wanted to observe the lingzhi up close.
After they had walked a hundred meters, the Monster Beast's corpse became increasingly clear, down to every pore visible beneath Chen Fan's gaze.
The blue flames atop the lingzhi also gradually came into focus. Like watery mist, they clung to the lingzhi's surface and writhed. The medicinal fragrance became ever stronger, pouring into Chen Fan and Bald Bird's noses and mouths, intoxicating them and stirring the True Essence within their bodies.
Yet Chen Fan's expression hardened. This lingzhi seemed to have become wary of them, releasing its medicinal fragrance in an attempt to lure them in.
"Go!"
Chen Fan sent out the four White Bone Daggers. With two fingers drawn together, he arranged the four daggers in the positions of the Four Symbols, encasing himself within them. Then, with a sharp whoosh, flames shot forth and linked together, sealing Chen Fan inside.
However, he had now refined these daggers, and the Bone Spirit Underworld Fire could no longer harm him