Chasing Immortals

Three hundred thousand li away.

There stood a towering yet obscure mountain range.

The mountains were steep and shrouded in mist, exuding an eerie, sinister air.

At the foot of the mountains, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere without warning.

Taking a closer look, it was a young man dressed in a black robe.

He bore twelve enormous dark wings on his back, each glimmering with a dim, ominous light, as though containing boundless power and mystery. Without question, this uniquely composed and imposing young man was Mo Chen.

At this moment, Mo Chen steadily held a small, exquisite vermilion compass in his right hand.

The compass was incomparably delicate, covered in densely packed strange runes and patterns that dazzled the eye.

As Mo Chen gently shook his palm, the needle within the compass began spinning rapidly before finally coming to a steady stop in the southeast.

A flash of delight immediately crossed Mo Chen's eyes. Without hesitation, he spread the twelve broad dark wings behind him and shot toward the direction indicated by the Treasure-Seeking Compass like a black bolt of lightning.

"This time, it should be an immortal from the Immortal Realm, right?"

It turned out that in that short span of time, he had already used the Treasure-Seeking Compass in his hand to search for Immortal Realm immortals three times in succession.

Yet regrettably, what he had found on each of those three occasions had been Spirit Oddity Treasure Plants growing along the border between the Immortal Realm and the Netherworld—Yin-Yang Grass.

Having absorbed both immortal qi from the Immortal Realm and nether qi from the Netherworld for many years, these Yin-Yang Grasses had flowers and leaves that were half snow-white and half ink-black.

It was said that this precious Yin-Yang Grass was one of the