Lu Mingyuan didn't hold back. He slapped a Talisman on his chest. After the Talisman vanished into his chest, his sense of security increased significantly. This would prevent those Demons from smelling his scent and pouncing on him.
Slowly.
The hazy silhouettes of the mountains ahead gradually came into focus. They were a range of overlapping peaks, jagged and steep. A lot of greenery was visible on the mountainsides, and the trees were extraordinarily tall—absurdly so, easily reaching heights of dozens of meters.
Lu Mingyuan carefully determined his direction. Seeing that he was approaching Dragon Hanging Mountain, he stopped in his tracks.
Only after applying three layers of Concealment Talismans did he feel safe enough to enter.
This place was different from the area before it. It was teeming with Demons, and he couldn't afford to make any noise.
