Qi Chuan gazed at the extremely steep, nearly vertical cliff below, and felt that the Silver-Horned Demon Eye Antelope was rather special, arousing a hint of curiosity in his heart.
"Let's go down," Qi Chuan said and immediately descended the cliff.
Xi Hongyi and Yun Qingyue followed closely behind.
The three of them went straight to the middle of the cliff, where there was no sky above, no ground below, all sides shrouded in gray fog, and sight was obstructed by the gray mist after a few dozen feet.
Moreover, this gray fog was quite unusual, filled with some Spiritual Qi, naturally combining with the gray mist to have a certain concealing effect against a cultivator's divine sense.
Under such circumstances, it was naturally challenging to explore far distances, making it very difficult to locate the three Clear Wind Moon Grasses.
However, Xi Hongyi said, "I know where the Clear Wind Moon Grasses are; let's head this way."
Qi Chuan nodded, having no objections.
