Deep within Scarlet Cloud Mountain, crimson mist filled the air.
A veil of pale red seemed to shroud the forest. The plants, rocks, and even the air still held the scorching heat left behind by the Scarlet Tide's eruption.
Lu Chen made his way through it alone.
The deeper he ventured into the mountains, the more rugged the terrain became. Shattered rocks and uprooted ancient trees lay everywhere. Occasionally, he spotted the mangled corpses of Mutant Beasts scattered among the rubble.
He had searched the mountains for more than half a day, yet had found only two medicinal herbs nourished by the Scarlet Tide.
As for genuine Crimson Tide Essence, he had not seen so much as a trace.
But Lu Chen was in no hurry.
Crimson Tide Essence was born from the convergence of nature's wondrous forces. Neither the time nor the place of its appearance was fixed. Searching with his eyes alone would be like fishing for a needle in the ocean.
But he also had the Golden Crow Breathing Technique.
Lu Chen kept walking, while his breaths gradually grew long and deep.
With each inhale and exhale, his chest rose and fell slightly, and the Golden Crow Blood within him circulated in response. Threads of scorching heat rose from his internal organs, flowing along his meridians throughout his body.
At that moment, his perception quietly spread outward.
The power of the Scarlet Tide, present everywhere around him, suddenly became distinct.
Some currents were violent, others murky, and still others carried the icy aura left by Demon Wraiths. Like countless chaotic streams, they collided throughout the forest.
Suddenly, Lu Chen stopped.
He raised his head and looked southwest.
Just an instant ago, the Golden Crow Blood within him had stirred faintly.
The sensation was extremely weak.
It was