I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

Lin Che's figure swept across the sky above Crimson Flame Slope, leaving the dark red earth beneath his feet gradually behind.

He was preparing to speed up his way to the Misty Swamp in the east when he suddenly stopped.

A secluded valley below caught his attention.

The valley is hidden among rolling hills, with a narrow entrance, making it difficult to spot unless viewed from above.

Several groups of lava lizards patrolled back and forth at the valley entrance. Their scales gleamed with a dark red luster in the firelight. Their footsteps were heavy, and they occasionally let out a low hiss.

Lin Che probed the valley with his divine sense and confirmed that there were no Golden Core cultivators inside, so he landed with peace of mind.

He landed on a protruding rock at the mouth of the valley, and his eyes immediately lit up as he looked inside.

The valley is a vast grassland.

Although it's called a grassland, there's not much greenery. The ground is covered with dark red, moss-like plants that emit a faint fire-attribute spiritual energy.

On that red "grassland", a large circle of robust, bright red fire bulls were gathered.

Those oxen were robust, with shoulders reaching six feet high, and their muscles were bulging, like moving hills.

Their fur was crimson red, gleaming with an oily sheen in the firelight, as if every single hair were burning.

The ox horns are thick and slightly curved, with the tips gleaming with a metallic sheen.

At this moment, they are leisurely grazing on the red moss on the ground, occasionally flicking their tails to swat away the mosquitoes on their bodies.

In the center of the herd, two of the largest bulls are fighting.

They stood head to head, horns clashing, hooves pawing the ground, making a dull thud.

Each collision sent a blast of scorching air emanating from them, causing the surrounding cattle to retreat.

Their cultivation levels had all reached the second tier, and their auras were powerful; they seemed to be vying for the position of leader.

Lin Che's eyes lit up.

I never expected the lava lizards to eat so well!

He recognized the cattle at a glance.

The Crimson Flame Roasted Ox is a superior carnivorous spirit beast recorded in the Beast Taming Inheritance.

This mythical beast possesses a supernatural power called "Roasted Meat".

It is also a passive type.

Its flesh and blood are continuously tempered by fire-attribute spiritual energy during the growth process, and tiny fire spiritual energy crystals are evenly distributed in the muscle fibers.

With just a simple roasting, it can become a delicacy.

Because those crystals melt after being cooked at high temperatures, giving the meat a unique caramelized flavor and a warming effect.

Among the hundreds of Crimson Flame Oxen before us, there were even quite a few with second-tier bloodlines.

Their "roasting meat" ability is stronger than in the first stage, and the flavor is more mellow after cooking, and the warming and nourishing effect produced by melting is also significantly enhanced.

Its effects on dispelling cold toxins and revitalizing qi and blood in Foundation Establishment cultivators are far superior to those of the first tier.

This is a species that the Blue-Faced Fox King never mentioned.

It seems that all I said was that I wanted to find and subdue special species of spirit beasts, and it overlooked the fact that these kinds of delicacies were kept by the demon king as food.

Lin Che couldn't help but sigh, "These lava lizards really eat well!"

The next moment, he had a slight thought and communicated with the Azure Profound Realm Spirit.

Without consulting the group of cows, they were all teleported directly into the volcanic area of ​​the Azure Mystic Realm.

Hundreds of fiery red bulls, along with the red mossy meadow beneath their feet, disappeared into the valley.

The task of taming them was left to the sparrows.

As for those lava lizard guards?

It took them half an hour after Lin Cheren left before they realized something was wrong in the valley.

A patrol of lava lizards walked in from the valley entrance, preparing for a routine inspection, but they stared blankly at the empty grassland in front of them, frozen in place with their mouths agape.

On the Crimson Flame Grassland, only traces of moss that had been eaten remained, proving that something had once been here.

……

After subduing the Crimson Flame Ox, Lin Che rushed to the Misty Swamp east of Crimson Flame Slope.

From the air, the dark red of Chiyanpo gradually fades, replaced by a gray-green wetland.

The refreshing moisture and coolness dispelled the irritation he felt from the heat of Chiyanpo.

Before us stretched a vast expanse of dense reeds, taller than a person, so thick and dense that they seemed to extend as far as the eye could see.

It is mixed with various aquatic plants.

Sweet flag, water onion, and cattail all have thick, lush green leaves.

This shows how abundant the moisture is in this area.

Compared to the reddish, dry, and scorching environment of Chiyanpo, this place is like another world.

Of course, the most striking feature of this place, known as Wuyinze, is the perpetual fog that shrouds it.

Looking down from the high vantage point, Lin Che observed the fog thickening and visibility decreasing as he gazed into the reed beds on the outer edge of the valley below.

The reeds nearby are still discernible in their outlines, but a little further away they are just blurry shadows, and further still they are just a grayish-white expanse where nothing can be seen at all.

Moreover, this fog also has the ability to block divine sense.

Lin Che is now a Golden Core cultivator and possesses powerful divine sense, yet in this Misty Swamp, the visibility of his divine sense is only a mere ten miles.

It should be noted that when he normally unleashes his full divine sense, its range can reach two hundred miles in radius, and it can even cover the entire Misty Swamp area.

It is easy to imagine how strong the suppression of divine sense is by the fog here.

"Quack quack—quack quack quack—woo woo woo—"

Before he even got close, Lin Che could hear a lot of frog croaking.

The sounds rose and fell, weaving together into a noisy symphony, some crisp, some deep, some long, and some short.

The sounds came from all directions of the reed marshes, varying in distance and elevation, as if the entire wetland were singing.

The unique environment of Wuyinze is a paradise for frog-like monsters.

From the first to the second, and even the third tier, various frog species thrived here, forming the largest group of monsters in the swamp.

Their calls are also a unique feature of this place.

Different frogs, different calls, different rhythms, intertwined to form a peculiar and unsettling melody.

Lin Che's goal in coming here was to find one of the frog species.

He leaped down from the height and stepped onto the muddy path at the edge of the reed marsh.

The mist swirled around him, like a living thing, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing.

The soil underfoot was soft and damp, making a slight "plop" sound when stepped on, leaving a deep footprint with each step.

Using the Absolute Concealment Divine Power, none of the various frog-like spirit beasts hidden in the shadows noticed the passing of a human cultivator.

He proceeded unimpeded into the interior.

The intelligence provided by the Green-Faced Fox King detailed the distribution of power in this Misty Swamp.

The kind of frog he was looking for lived in the deepest, coldest pools of the marsh.

After walking for about half an hour, the mud under Lin Che's feet was gradually replaced by hard rocks.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, to the point where you could hardly see your hand in front of your face.

His divine sense could only extend for less than a mile; beyond that, it was all white and he could not perceive anything.

Stop walking.

Ahead, a cold pool could be vaguely seen.

That was Lin Che's destination.