"Ye Feng, you just wait for me!"
The person hidden in the dense forest hissed through clenched teeth.
After speaking, he lowered his head to look at his thick and strong legs, revealing an abnormal smile.
The Nanlu mountain range extends from northwest to southeast, spanning dozens of miles in width and stretching for hundreds of miles, filled with mystical fog that makes flying difficult.
Left with no choice, the group could only slow down.
"Sect Master Uncle, listen. Ahead there's a roaring sound of rushing water. The people from Five-Colors City said that the spirit mine seems to be within a few miles of a waterfall," Shi Lei pointed ahead and said.
Ye Feng observed the surroundings and discovered that the entire Nanlu mountain range was filled with fog, making even the 'Scouting' feature of the second stage of the Spirit Beast Pavilion practically useless with visibility less than thirty meters.
For the sake of safety, Ye Feng said, "Let's walk on foot."
