The next afternoon, the gray-white mist deep within the Mist Forest was still as thick as slurry.
Fang Han was walking through a patch of low shrubs, his pace unhurried. His gaze swept over the surrounding soil and rocks, all covered in decaying leaves, as he searched for precious herbs.
Suddenly—
He stopped dead in his tracks.
An extremely faint tremor rippled through the air. It seemed to come from under his feet as well as from within the thick mist, originating from somewhere far in the distance.
Immediately after, a deep and powerful beast's roar pierced through the layers of mist, rolling between heaven and earth like muffled thunder.
The roar was so powerful that even the decaying leaves at Fang Han's feet trembled faintly.
This was followed by a series of intense booms, accompanied by the crackle of exploding Qi Force, which were still clearly audible despite being dozens of miles away.
'Someone is fighting an extremely powerful Demon!'
A thought struck Fang Han.
