The final dozen miles of the journey were exceptionally difficult. The group flew onward for the time it took an incense stick to burn, yet they still hadn't spotted the cave.
At this moment, the dissatisfaction in their hearts vanished completely. Compared to the two Lower Grade Profound Stones, they hadn't lost out—in fact, they had profited.
Over such a distance, even if they had used their most precious treasures, they couldn't guarantee they would reach the cave safely. They would have had to pay some price, perhaps even with their lives.
After another quarter of an hour, a pitch-black cave suddenly appeared before them in the distant mountain forest.
Zhao Wei said quickly, "Brother Ye Xuan, that's the cave. Let's go in."
The cave's entrance was extremely small, only wide enough for one or two people to pass through at once. Furthermore, the outside of the cave was covered by a large swath of vines, making it very well hidden.
