Zhao Hai couldn't use his spirit power anymore, so he landed on the ground and slowly walked into the mountain. He had a strong body, so climbing the mountain wasn't a problem for him. While walking, he paid attention to the plants around him. From time to time, he would put some plants he had never seen into his space. Even if he had seen some before, he would put some into his space to see if they were any different from the plants in his space.
But this time, Zhao Hai was a little disappointed. The plants were all ordinary things. He already had them in his space, so he gave up on the idea of putting more into his space.
Zhao Hai walked forward slowly, but he had already used the Taixu mystic art. Although he was in the forest, the forest couldn't block Zhao Hai's Taixu mystic art. It was as if he was taking a stroll in a courtyard, but his speed was extremely fast. Even if ordinary cultivators saw him, they would only see a faint shadow.
