Evil Spirit, aning the aversion to Spiritual Qi.
These Evil Spirit Trees did not exist before; it was after the Fierce Beast Race betrayed the Domain Realm that this kind of Evil Spirit Tree suddenly began to grow and be planted in this area.
The origin of this thing, even the Immortal Platform has not figured it out, but it surely cos from the [Evil].
The Evil Spirit Trees naturally repel and suppress Primordial Qi. Because of the large expanses of these trees, on both sides of the Evil Land Mountain, there are thousands of kiloters of vast Sea of Trees, forming a "Qi-free" zone.
It also beca a natural umbrella for the Fierce Beast Race.
This makes it impossible for the cultivators of the Domain Realm to attack here... When cultivators co here, they lose their spells and mana.
This is also the reason why, even after the Fierce Beast Race betrayed the Domain Realm, the Domain Realm has been unable to wipe out this traitorous race.
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Splash!
The sound of water splashing ca from underfoot.
The Golden Armor laughed heartily and raised his arms forcefully, pulling back quickly on the rope in his hand.
Soon, from under the ice hole on the ground, a large fish was dragged out!
Chen Yan quickly ran up, with one holding the fish’s head and the other its tail, they pressed the big fish onto the ground.
Chen Yan hurriedly picked up an ice block beside him and smashed it hard against the fish’s head. After a few thuds, the flailing and struggling fish finally stopped moving.
It was already the third day that the two had been walking on the vast snowfield, and the seventeenth day since Chen Yan had arrived in the Domain Realm.
The snowfield, upon stepping on it, was a thick layer of snow, but if you dug down, you could touch the hard ice layer below.
This snowfield was actually a lake.
The Golden Armor ntioned that there are only two months each year when the temperature here is relatively high, without wind and snow, causing the snow and ice surface to lt.
During other tis, the ice and snow cover the frozen lake surface.
The two had in fact been walking on this lake’s surface for three days.
The supplies in Chen Yan’s mountain backpack had long been exhausted—after all, how much food can a mountain backpack carry? Plus, after eting up with the Golden Armor, their consumption directly doubled from before.
In fact, right after leaving the Forest Monster, the food in the mountain backpack was already nearly gone.
Fortunately, the Golden Armor suggested ice fishing, which solved the food problem.
On the first day of fishing, the two worked together to clear the snow off the ground and then took out the Iron Hook they had been carrying for days—this thing had finally co in handy.
The process of chiseling through the ice was extrely exhausting, but fortunately, both had strong physical endurance. After chiseling through the hard ice by the lake, they made an ice hole about the size of a bucket. After waiting for a while, fish appeared at the water’s surface, opening their mouths at the edge of the ice hole to gulp for oxygen.
The Golden Armor imdiately used the Iron Hook tied with a rope to plunge down, snagging the fish’s mouth...
This thod was not very efficient, but after a few tries, they always managed to catch sothing.
The big fish the two were holding down at this mont looked to be around twenty to thirty pounds by estimation.
Chen Yan looked at this catch and sighed inwardly.
If this thing were in the real world, any angler catching a fish over twenty pounds would probably boast on social dia seven or eight tis, bragging a lifeti, eager to have it engraved on their tombstone until their dying day.
After smashing the fish’s head several tis with an ice block, and with the fish completely motionless, Chen Yan finally let out a long breath.
This fish had extrely fine scales, and after scraping them with a knife, Chen Yan cut open the fish skin, revealing the flesh inside.
The at of this big fish was a vibrant orange, with white fat marbled through it, resembling around eighty to ninety percent like a rainbow trout or salmon.
Such a large fish, after deboning and gutting, could yield up to twenty pounds of at, enough for the two to eat for several days.
Chen Yan thought to himself that if Big White were here, it probably wouldn’t be enough to eat.
Thinking of Big White, Chen Yan grew worried again. Having erged from the woods all the way here over several days, without encountering Big White, he didn’t know where that big cat had run off to.
While thinking, he couldn’t resist glancing back in the direction they ca from.
The Golden Armor didn’t have as many thoughts as Chen Yan did; he simply took out a knife, sliced off a piece of the orange-colored fish at, and threw it into his mouth. After chewing a few tis, he nodded in satisfaction: "Quite delicious."
Chen Yan smiled, walked to the side, and took a small bottle of soy sauce out of the now very shriveled mountain backpack.
He actually did not particularly like eating salmon sashimi—most of the salmon in Dragon Country’s current restaurants were actually rainbow trout, which was different from true seawater salmon, as it was freshwater fish, with a taste not much different, but the real difference was that seawater salmon had fewer parasites.
anwhile, rainbow trout being freshwater fish had relatively more parasites.
Chen Yan cut off a long strip of fish flesh, roasted it over the nearby campfire until cooked, before biting a piece.
The taste was actually not as fresh as when eaten raw, but with a sprinkle of soy sauce, it was still quite delicious.
After finishing, Chen Yan and the Golden Armor cut the remaining fish at, packed it in a bag, and stuffed it into the pack to carry with them.
The two rested by the campfire for a while, also boiling so fish soup in a pot. Once it boiled, they each drank a bowl.
Once rested, with their strength recovered and stomachs full, Chen Yan and the Golden Armor prepared to continue their journey.
Suddenly! Both their expressions changed simultaneously, and they looked to the right side.
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