Chen Yan sighed.
Indeed, when the treasure mountain is empty and the old acquaintances have passed, other things naturally occupy this treasure land.
Thinking of this, Chen Yan put down his climbing backpack, took out the mountain cleaver from inside and cradled it in his hand, with a pistol tucked at his waist, and continued to walk slowly inward.
The interior of the mountain was a path sloping downward, and the deeper he went, the concentration of Primordial Qi began to slowly rise.
The Primordial Qi seemed to flow, as if emanating from within.
However, as the concentration of Primordial Qi rose, the air carried a hint of fishiness that gradually became more apparent.
After approximately a few hundred steps inward, the mountain path suddenly opened up, revealing a cavernous mountain space.
Chen Yan thought for a moment and didn't immediately proceed but instead took out a glow stick, snapped it to turn it red, and tossed it inside.
