"It's a pity this thing can't be eaten, otherwise I'd roast it and have a delicious meal." Jiang Xiaobai laughed heartily.
Hei Gu was not in the mood for jokes; as long as he didn't present Jiang Xiaobai to the Ghost Emperor, he couldn't feel at ease.
"Let's continue on our way."
The two continued their journey until they emerged from the Loma Ancient Road, without encountering any further danger. Leaving behind the desolate Loma Ancient Road, their eyes were met with a lush green landscape. Tall trees pointed towards the sky like swords, their crowns like clouds, blocking out the sun and casting patches of green shade, even the breeze carried a hint of coolness.
"What is this place?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.
Hei Gu said, "Have you noticed the salty and humid scent carried by the wind?"
Jiang Xiaobai closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then nodded; he could indeed smell the faint salty and humid aroma in the air.
