This inner courtyard was not large, only twenty-odd zhang in both length and width. What was planted inside were all the most precious medicinal herbs, and the Seven-Star Grass was the Herb Garden's courtyard-guarding treasure.
Lin Xuan pondered for a moment. He did not enter right away, but instead released his divine sense and scanned his surroundings.
According to Ouyang Qinxin's conjecture, there should have been more than one Core Condensation expert who had broken into this place. Moreover, the restrictions in the central area of the Herb Garden were incomparably formidable, not something that could be broken so easily, so Lin Xuan was extremely cautious.
At first, he did not discover anything unusual. However, after a while, from the Herb Garden ahead came wave after wave of furious roars, along with the howls of demon beasts, mixed with tremendous collisions of spiritual power.
Lin Xuan's brow lifted, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
Gritting his teeth, a trace of determination flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes. His escape light flew toward the inner courtyard. If one did not enter the tiger's den, how could one obtain the tiger cub? If he wanted the immortal herb, some risks were naturally worth taking.
The situation inside, however, was rather different from what Lin Xuan had imagined.
The restrictions had already been broken, and the array-setting tools beaten into scrap were scattered across the ground.
However, aside from one demon beast crouching on the ground, there was only a single corpse.
The dead man's appearance was quite similar to Liu Hai's. His eyes were wide open, his face filled with unwillingness. In his hand, he gripped a broken weapon; although only a segment remained, it still emitted an oppressive spiritual power.
"A magic treasure fragment?"
A term popped into Lin Xuan's