The deeper they ventured into the inner region, the more they felt the energy in this place was rich. It was as if they were basked in the morning sun, feeling completely refreshed.
This place was perfect for cultivators.
Unfortunately, Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't feel much of the energy material. After all, she wasn't a proper cultivator; all her inner strength was earned as mission rewards.
She only felt the mesmerizing mist and clouds intertwined, bathed in strands of halo, with an incredibly beautiful scenery.
She walked to the wide riverbank, her delicate figure contrasted by the colorful light mist in the thick forest, looking exceptionally attractive.
The beauty of such an atmosphere was truly rare, such a pity, such a pity.
They didn't have much time to ponder; they must cross the river immediately as the mutant moles had already caught up behind them.
