C422 Taoist Ku Rong

It was early in the morning, and in the endless Primitive Forest, the air was filled with mist. Beast roars and bird cries could be heard unceasingly in the forest. It was a lively morning.

The mist within the Primitive Forest had yet to completely disperse, and as far as the eye could see, it extended towards the dark green in the sky. Clouds drifted in the air, and a large river