Hunting 3

"We're almost there. The investigation site is up ahead, near the ruins of the royal capital."

Lin Sheng swung down from his horse and checked the surroundings.

Only after confirming that no other humans were nearby did he dust off his robe and snap his fingers.

An invisible force swiftly spread out from his body.

Slowly, his body began to float upward, rising higher and higher.

Before long, he had reached a low altitude of more than ten meters.

"Wait here." Lin Sheng cast a simple animal-calming spell on the warhorse. At the same time, one of his innate passive abilities gave him a vague ability to communicate with animals and plants.

This ability had come from a subterranean dark elf.

Thus, transmitting simple commands to the warhorse was quite easy with this passive ability.

The pure white warhorse neighed, then slowly wandered aside to graze.

Lin Sheng looked toward the distance ahead.

There, a towering giant black tree stood in the middle of the forest sea like an enormous black umbrella.

"That's the place." A faint, expectant smile appeared on his face.

"I hope I can hunt prey that satisfies me.

"Of course, it would be even better if I ran into a few exceptionally gifted geniuses."

Lin Sheng licked his lips. After all, cults had living people too. As long as there were living people, Holy Shadow could analyze and absorb their strengths.

Without hesitation, the flight spell he had acquired from another bloodline remained active, carrying him swiftly toward the giant black tree. In the blink of an eye, he vanished into the dense forest.

Not long after he left.

Two tall men shrouded from head to toe in hazy mist silently appeared where Lin Sheng had taken off.

One of them had a conspicuous bald head,