"I caught the scent of blood ginseng..."
Chen Changming pointed toward a spot deep within the gorge, his nostrils flaring faintly as he firmly locked onto that wisp of ginseng fragrance, there yet not quite there.
A look of certain victory appeared on his face, his gaze resolute and burning.
For the aura of this Mystic Dragon Blood Ginseng to carry so far, with such rich, lingering fragrance, it was certainly no ordinary specimen. It had to be at least two thousand years old—perhaps even older.
Mystic Dragon Blood Ginseng of such age was no different from a great tonic to Chen Changming, now at the fourth level of the Void Refinement Realm. It would greatly improve his body cultivation.
"Come, let's go over."
Cheng Lie said impatiently, sounding even more eager than Chen Changming. His body was already bouncing lightly in place.
He truly hoped Chen Changming would find the Mystic Dragon Blood Ginseng sooner. Only then could he continue following him with a clear conscience. Otherwise, taking benefits every day while being unable to help left him feeling perpetually uneasy.
Chen Changming said no more. With a flash, he shot toward the depths of the gorge like a wisp of smoke.
Cheng Lie followed close behind.
The two moved one ahead of the other, weaving through sheer cliff walls and jagged boulders.
This stretch of gorge was exceptionally vast, winding for several miles. Its terrain rose and fell unpredictably, at times soaring steeply as though carved by a blade, at others plunging sharply like an abyss.
Relying on his keen senses, Chen Changming continuously tracked the wisp of ginseng fragrance drifting through the air, gradually closing the distance to the Mystic Dragon Blood Ginseng.
Roar—
All of a sudden, an earth-shaking beast roar exploded from the depths of