Three leisurely years passed.
Chen Sheng had already traversed most of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, with only over a hundred thousand miles left to the other side's edge region.
On this day, Chen Sheng was calmly meditating in a hidden mountain hollow, surrounded by a Tier Three Concealment Array that blended into the ink-like mountains and forests, with array patterns intertwined with light and shadow, perfectly concealing his aura.
Even if a Late-stage Golden Core Great Demon were to probe from a distance with its Divine Sense, it could only touch a thin ripple of spiritual energy, much like touching a reflection on the water's surface, unable to penetrate the mysteries within.
Relying on such an array, Chen Sheng had traversed the previous path almost without disturbance for the past three years.
At this moment, within the array, Chen Sheng was focused on operating his cultivation technique, recovering the mana expended from his long journey.
