Along the winding and rugged beast trail, Wang Chen pressed on continuously.
When the sky was still dimly lit in the morning, he had quietly left his home and traveled hundreds of miles on Sword Flight to Dongli Mountain.
Dongli Mountain, being the closest hunting area to Flying Catkins Valley, was replete with steep terrain and dense forests, where a great number of Monster Beasts used to dwell amidst the sprawling peaks and gorges.
Thus, many Loose Cultivators came here to hunt and gather.
However, Monster Beasts were not like an endless supply of leeks, after successive sweeps by waves of Hunter Cultivators, many regions of Dongli Mountain had become scarce of any monster shadows or tracks.
For a Cultivator like Wang Chen, new to the area and unfamiliar with the environment, catching suitable prey was even more challenging.
Wang Chen had no choice.