The hinterland of the Raging Waves Mountains.

The interior of the primitive jungle as dark as ink.

A few years ago, a large explosion of red jade veins originating from the ground caused a spiritual magnetic storm that swept across thousands of armies and semi-permanently changed the topography here.

However, the spiritual energy ejected directly destroyed the old life and at the same time gave birth to a more powerful vitality.

In just a few years.

The plants that were blown away and burned in the past have grown back in a more lush and mysterious manner.

Because there are no high-level monsters galloping through the jungle, trampling thorns and tearing vines, the jungle appears tighter and deeper than before, like copper and iron walls with spikes.

Of course, no matter how strong the copper or iron wall is.

Nothing can stop Meng Chao from walking on flat ground.

He was like a flying insect whose size was enlarged hundreds of times.

His feet passed over the branches without touching the dust.

Even a slight tap on the spider web can fly dozens of meters away silently.

Meng Chao discovered some monster hunter campsites along the way.

Even several hunting and training teams.

But both its strength and scale are far inferior to those of previous years, when the monster war was at its most intense.

The main reason is that it is not cost-effective to go to the Nutao Mountains to practice now.

All the hell beasts and doomsday beasts here were killed in the round-up of human beings.

There are only some nightmare beasts left that are particularly good at camouflaging and escaping.

For those above the level of transcendental beings, nightmare beasts cannot play a role in cultivation at all.

On the contrary, it will be like two bad chess pieces playing chess, killing the competitive state of mid-to-high-level extraordinary people.

Even such nightmare beasts are pitifully rare.

It often takes several hours of sweating and chopping thorns and vines deep in the jungle to find one.

What a waste of time.

Besides, there are better actual training places around Dragon City now.

Whether it is the Kirigakure Realm or the vast and vast alien world beyond the Monster Mountains, it is a stage for ambitious extraordinary beings to show off their talents.

Therefore, "Horizon" sets its secret base in the Raging Mountains not far from the main city.

At first glance, it looks very risky.

If you think about it carefully, it feels a bit like "dark under the lamp".

Meng Chao walked through the depths of the jungle for half an hour.

There are fewer and fewer campsites around.

The movement of the monster hunters gradually ceased to be heard.

There are identical plants all around, as if they were copied and pasted.

If you observe for a long time, you will not only easily lose your direction, but may even feel dizzy.

Meng Chao knew that this was not an illusion.

It is the sequelae of the semi-permanent change in the planet's magnetic field caused by the explosion of the red jade veins.

Just like on the earth, when extreme geological disasters or extreme climate phenomena cause changes in the earth's magnetic field, it will disrupt the perception system of homing pigeons and prevent them from returning home.

"If it weren't for aerial reconnaissance to lock the abnormal area in advance, we would never be able to find clues deep in the jungle just by observing from the ground."

Meng Chao murmured to himself, "Even if it is discovered, it will be difficult to locate the precise coordinates of the abnormal range."

Of course it's different now.

The holographic map of the entire jungle has long been deeply imprinted on Meng Chao's cerebral cortex.

Following the map, he moved forward almost straight and soon reached the abnormal coordinates.

Compared with the surrounding jungle, the root system of the plants here is more developed, like a giant python with intertwined roots.

The tree trunk was even more twisted, as if it had been manipulated by the devil.

The cracked tree bark is also wrapped with circles of translucent vines.

The vines seemed hollow, with a suspicious viscous liquid flowing slowly inside, like the blood vessels or intestines of some giant beast.

Even the branches and leaves of different plants exude the same disgusting and even frightening scarlet color.

If you look closely, you can see that the branches and leaves are covered with a dense layer of scarlet hair.

This is not how a normal plant should behave.

The scarlet fuzz almost prevents the leaves from absorbing energy through normal photosynthesis.

Many leaves show no phototaxis at all.

This is enough to show that these plants do not need, or do not mainly rely on photosynthesis to survive.

Their life energy comes from the ground.

From too fertile soil.

Meng Chao squatted down, grabbed a handful of slightly reddish moist soil, first rubbed it with his fingers, then put it under the tip of his nose, sniffed it carefully for a moment, and finally stretched out the tip of his tongue and took a lick.

He smelled a faint aura.

I also tasted the flavors of hundreds of intricate and rare ingredients.

"The soil in this area of ​​several hundred meters in radius is more fertile than many cave heaven paradises, and the concentration of spiritual energy is an entire order of magnitude higher than that of the surrounding areas, which is obviously not normal.

"However, this alone does not mean that the soil here has been contaminated by man.

"After all, this is the area hardest hit by the red jade vein explosion. Along the way, I have seen several cracks that go straight to the ground, as well as cliffs with a drop of tens of meters.

"If a certain associated mine in the red chrysanthemum vein is torn to pieces in the spiritual magnetic storm and exposed to the surface, causing the spiritual energy to escape in all directions, it is also possible to cause ecological abnormalities in a small area.

"I must find the location with the highest concentration of spiritual energy and look for more evidence."

Meng Chao's nostrils open and close.

The invisible and intangible spiritual energy seemed to form a shining strip of light under the stimulation of his nasal mucosal cells.

Following the light belt, he moved forward in the direction where the thorns became sharper, the shrubs became denser, and the large branches became more and more twisted.

Many times, there is no road ahead at all.

Mutated vines that wriggle like octopus tentacles, smell biological heat, and make a hissing sound, blocking every gap.

But Meng Chao was like mercury, with incredible gestures, it penetrated through the invulnerable vines without leaving any trace.

Suddenly, Meng Chao stopped.

Above his head, a mutated vine that was as thick as a thigh and covered with colorful lines hung upside down from a branch that blocked out the sky and sun like an anaconda.

The tip is like a piranha, split into eight petals, each petal is covered with fine and sharp serrations.

There are even food residues and bone spurs left between many of the jagged teeth, emitting a disgusting smell that is half fishy, ​​half sweet.

Meng Chao had no expression on his face and glanced at the mutated vine with its bloody mouth open.

He didn't make unnecessary moves, nor did he release too strong murderous intent.

The mutated vines seemed to have received a red alarm from the depths of their genes and trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!