The Mutated Centipede

Qingfeng Li and his crew walked within the Dragon-Tiger mountains. Not far from where they were, multiple self-cultivators from Huaxia were standing, all in search of the Chief Badge.

"Little dog can you sniff out the Chief Badge?" Qingfeng Li furrowed his brows as he asked Black Puppy.

Black Puppy shook its head and said, "I've never seen the Chief Badge before so I don't know it's scent. This type of token is made by ancient saints. It possesses the scent of a saint and can only be found by its fated master."

Qingfeng Li looked disappointed, sighing in his heart. He had planned to rely on Black Puppy to find the Chief Badge, but clearly, he needed a new plan.

There were fallen leaves and rubble everywhere, tangling vines throughout the land. Crackling noises sounded with every step they took.