After putting away the Demon Beast carcass, he got to work!
Yang Tian selected several century-old fragrant agarwood trees, enough to make plenty of wooden swords!
But when he reached the Green Bamboo Forest, the stalks of ancient green bamboo proved even more resilient, making him marvel.
Blades of light swept out, precisely severing dozens of century-old bamboo stalks!
Only professionals might dare venture into the depths of Mount Odin. Ordinary people would never risk it.
The mountain harbored fierce beasts, as well as Demon Beasts even stronger than them.
"This is thousand-year-old green bamboo!"
"No, I should call it purple bamboo!"
The sight of a bamboo stalk tinged with purple suddenly left Yang Tian stunned.
Then he found its rootstock, which bore a small, tender shoot.
For a moment, Yang Tian wanted to dig it up. After all, thousand-year-old purple bamboo was a treasure one could only encounter by chance.
Any bamboo that grew from that rootstock would also be better than ordinary green bamboo.
"Forget it. Cutting off its future wouldn't be right!"
In the end, Yang Tian consoled himself. These treasures belonged to nature, after all.
Those destined to find them could claim them!
After quickly finishing his work, Yang Tian prepared to head back.
But suddenly, a tremor stirred in his heart.
"Odin!"
"Odin!!"
Deep voices echoed through Yang Tian's mind.
"Coo, coo!" Then another voice reached him.
It was Little Nian's voice, and only then did Yang Tian come to his senses.
"What just happened?"
Yang Tian murmured.
Then he looked into the depths of Mount Odin, toward an unfathomably deep, pitch-black ravine.
Odin Black Valley was an abyss that even sunlight could not reach. Legend said a devil lived there, bewitching people's souls from time to time.
"Maybe it was an illusion!"
Yang Tian