"These Demon Beasts actually contain a trace of the Great Dao of Ice; there must be some Dao Rhyme Items here infused with the Ice Dao."
Looking at the scattered Demon Beast corpses, Chen Lan had killed for a full hour, and the Demon Beasts here seemed to come in endless waves. Kill one, ten more appeared; then a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, until they surrounded him. If it weren't for his abundant Spiritual Power and his quick absorption rate, he might have exhausted himself and perished here.
He was certain that anyone below a Taoist Saint entering this place would undoubtedly die, swallowed alive by those Demon Beasts. No wonder this desolate place had no human presence.
With a wave of Chen Lan's hand, countless strands of azure light flew from the Demon Beast corpses, drilling into his Dantian, gradually forming a grape-sized blue sphere.
