Li Chang'an bid farewell to Ye Hao and the others and hurried to the Black Dragon Mountain Range.
After entering the mountain range, he released Dahuang as usual and had him use his Tracking Talent.
The man and his dog sped through the mountains, swiftly killing the Demon Beasts along their path as they ventured deeper and deeper into the wilderness.
However, to Li Chang'an's surprise, Dahuang lost the trail two days later!
Over the past half-month, far too many Human Race Cultivators had entered the Black Dragon Mountain Range. The mingling auras of all the different Cultivators, combined with the dense Demon Qi and the stench of blood, interfered with Dahuang's judgment and caused him to fail in his tracking.
"It's okay. We just lost the trail. We'll try again. Even if we miss this chance, there will be another."
Li Chang'an's tone was calm. He didn't blame him, just gently patted the dog's head.
Dahuang looked dejected.
