Over the next few days, although Zhao Fu gained a few things, he still failed to find any Dragon-Hatching Immortal Grass. It dealt him a slight blow.
Zhao Fu had already searched the nearby areas. He now had two choices before him: one was to continue exploring deeper into the Terror Forest, but this was already its deepest region. Going any farther would mean entering the Six-Eyed Demon Flood Dragon's lair.
The second was to leave the depths of the Terror Forest and continue gathering information about Dragon-Hatching Immortal Grass, to see which region might have it. After all, even if he went deeper, there was no guarantee he would find any Dragon-Hatching Immortal Grass, and the danger of the Six-Eyed Demon Flood Dragon's lair went without saying.
After pondering for a while!
Zhao Fu decided to venture farther in for one final look. If there truly was no Dragon-Hatching Immortal Grass, then so be it—he could only leave the Terror Forest.
Having made his decision, Zhao Fu began moving, remaining exceedingly cautious. With his current strength, he was no match for the Six-Eyed Demon Flood Dragon. He could only use the Nation-Guarding Artifact, but Zhao Fu did not want to use it carelessly, because the fortune it consumed had not come easily.
Concealing all his aura, Zhao Fu made not the slightest sound—not even a footstep. Using a Flight Stone, he floated a meter above the ground and drifted deeper into the Terror Forest like a ghost.
As Zhao Fu advanced, the spiritual energy grew denser and denser. Spiritual herbs and fruits carpeted the ground in countless varieties. Even ordinary trees and blades of grass were incomparably lush and green, brimming with vitality. There were almost no other large creatures here.
Only a few butterflies and bees flitted among