Zhao Kun bowed, and the Ascenders behind him bowed in unison, shouting together:
"Safe journey, milord!"
Qin Feng gave a slight nod. Without another word, he turned and headed toward the mountains west of the camp. Su Mumu followed closely, her light steps keeping pace beside him.
Their figures soon vanished into the morning mist and miasma, heading for the Bone-Eroding Cave ten miles away.
The path along the way was a desolate, rocky slope. The ground was covered with the skeletons of Abyssal Creatures and thick, sticky bloodstains. The surrounding miasma grew ever denser, with visibility dropping to less than a hundred feet.
Qin Feng channeled his Divine Power, forming a faint golden barrier around the two of them that repelled the poisonous miasma. At the same time, he extended his Divine Thought, cautiously probing their surroundings for any movement.
