The mountain range Hu Yanbo and Mohe had slipped into was vast, stretching across untold billions of kilometers. Peaks rose one behind another, ancient trees towered into the sky, and a dense aura of primordial chaos permeated the air.
Many powerful beings lurked within the mountains, but Hu Yanbo was already a Chaos Master. His divine sense spread silently like invisible ripples. Even under the suppression of the Origin Continent's powerful rules, it could still cover the entire mountain range with relative ease.
Within his perception, the distribution of life throughout the mountains appeared clearly, along with its varying strength. Three auras belonged to beasts at the Eternal True God level. Like three blazing torches of chaos, they each occupied a region, their pressure enveloping vast territories.
There were hundreds of beast auras at the Void True God level, varying in strength like scattered sparks. Each occupied a mountain peak or deep valley, fighting among themselves.
The weaker True God-level beasts were packed as densely as ants, making up this wilderness.
"No signs of settlements or sects established by cultivators. It seems this is a primal region that hasn't been extensively developed." Hu Yanbo nodded slightly. This suited him perfectly.
Places where cultivators gathered often meant trouble and attention. Territories occupied purely by beasts, though dangerous, followed simpler rules-the strong preyed on the weak.
He turned his gaze toward the centrally located one of the three Eternal True God auras.
It was an aura filled with brutality and the weight of the earth, entrenched in a massive basin at the heart of the mountains. It seemed to belong to the strongest being in this range.
"We'll choose the Eternal True God-level beast in the middle of this mountain range," Hu Yanbo told Mohe.
"I'll kill it, and you'll take its