Cold, damp, and sticky sensations seemed like a burst of Yin energy drilling into the body through the pores.
This was Qi Xiu and Hu Tianzong's first impression upon entering the Fallen Dragon Land.
"Such heavy Yin energy, an ordinary cultivator might find themselves invaded by these sinister forces as soon as they enter, suffering grave illness at best, or succumbing to the poison to their very core at worst."
A purple hue flickered in the depths of Qi Xiu's eyes as he slowly surveyed the surroundings.
Since stepping into this ancient forest, he faintly sensed that numerous gazes were focused upon them.
Cryptic, icy, with a hint of hostility.
"It seems many strange entities are nurtured here, you..." Qi Xiu was about to speak to Hu Tianzong beside him when his gaze suddenly tightened.
He noticed that Hu Tianzong, who had been on his left side, had unexpectedly vanished.
Yet he hadn't noticed a single thing.
In the cold, bone-chilling forest, he was left utterly alone.
