At this time, an elder dressed in a white robe, looking wise and celestial, was flying toward the Mixed Primal Valley.
A pair of small eyes seemed to harbor deceit and cunning.
The aura around him blended perfectly with the environment, as if he was naturally a part of it.
Whether human cultivators or exotic beasts, they all naturally ignored his presence.
He seemed like a mere roadside stone, never drawing any attention.
He was Daoist Chen.
"Damn these exotic beasts, chasing me so relentlessly."
"They force me to constantly change my residence."
"However, once I completely refine this drop of Immortal Beast Essence Blood, those exotic beasts will never be able to find me."
Daoist Chen's eyes revealed a hint of fervent desire.
Truth be told, even he didn't expect to encounter such a great opportunity.
In fact, he accidentally ventured into the deepest parts of the Ice Crystal Mountain Range, initially planning an adventure with a group of companions to hunt exotic beasts.
