Thunder Mountain.
Bai Qi sat on a chair made of insect grass and vines, peeking at the dense forest below, and said, "We should be around here, let's go down first."
"Alright, boss."
The insect grass nodded, quickly lowered its height, and steadily landed in the middle of a lake in the forest.
"The trees on Thunder Mountain are quite well-nourished, they all grow so robustly."
Bai Qi looked at the strong trees around him, which were five to six people thick and taller than ten meters, and couldn't help but sigh.
"It should be influenced by the power of nature here. The same is true for my Green Dragon Secret Realm."
Nicholas curiously looked around, sniffed, but still didn't find what he was looking for.
"Nicholas, you don't need to worry so much, at least what we've found isn't a dead green dragon, right?"
Bai Qi immediately comforted him when he saw this.
"It seems so."