Yun chujiu also wanted to gather some herbs to concoct medicinal powder, so she slowed down and the sky gradually darkened.
If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely find a place to rest when it was dark. After all, it was too dangerous to stay in the dense forest at night.
However, Hei Xinjiu was now a little fairy who could not die. She only wanted to find a place with abundant vitality to cultivate. How could she care about whether it was dark or not? Therefore, she continued on her way.
Suddenly, she saw a faint flicker of flames in front of her. eh? Someone was there?
She immediately transformed into a black ant with abdominal markings and crawled toward the spot where the flames were. She saw more than ten people talking around the fire.
“That Old Thing Tan Ming has probably succeeded. We have to speed up our progress. Otherwise, the higher-ups will definitely blame us.”