"No. The terrain here is too confusing."
She pointed towards the map.
"The route between these mountains constantly twists around cliffs, valleys, and hidden paths. We aren't familiar with this place. If we lose direction midair, we might end up completely lost."
"That sounds troublesome."
Su Mo sighed helplessly.
Right then, his spiritual sense suddenly caught onto something nearby.
"Hm?"
Without warning, Su Mo changed direction and walked deeper into the trees toward the left.
Yang Qingxi followed behind him cautiously.
A few moments later, both stopped.
On the ground before them lay a large skeleton.
The remains of a horse.
Its flesh had long decayed away, leaving behind only pale bones scattered beneath the cold trees.
The atmosphere instantly became eerie.
Yang Qingxi stared at the skeleton thoughtfully.
"Is this King?"
"The horse the ranch owner mentioned?"
Su Mo crouched beside the corpse.
"Let's check."
