They didn't rush to study the map but sat down cross-legged and began their cultivation practice.
Healing lights rose from Cao Zhen's body, rapidly tending to his wounds.
As everyone focused on healing, the sunset gradually faded.
Between the high mountains, four figures—two men and two women—moved swiftly.
Suddenly, one of the group, a man with a skinny body and a disproportionately large head, twitched his nose and pointed into the distance, exclaiming, "Over there, there's a scent of blood. Moreover, it seems to be the odor of dried blood."
"Let's go and have a look."
The four immediately changed direction, following the big-headed man toward the source of the blood scent. Soon, they spotted a cave, and in front of the cave lay two blood-stained garments, tattered beyond recognition.
"There's a cave!"
