Fang Chen had not expected to encounter a Human Powerhouse here.
He bowed slightly to Heavenly Hand Saint. "Senior Heavenly Hand, I'm Fang Chen, a successor of the Glazed Sword Sect!"
"A successor of the Glazed Sword Sect?"
Shock flashed across Heavenly Hand Saint's face. He could tell Fang Chen was powerful. Otherwise, Fang Chen could never have made it into this place.
When Heavenly Hand Saint had gone to the Sacred Land, the Glazed Sword Sect's Glazed Saint had already fallen, and the sect had been declining for a long time. He had never imagined it would produce a Quasi-Emperor like Fang Chen.
Fang Chen nodded to him. "Senior Heavenly Hand, this Medicine Garden is heavily guarded. Are the things grown here important to the Devil Race?"
"Of course!" Heavenly Hand Saint nodded emphatically. "Everything grown here is Dream God Grass. The Devil Race calls it Illusion Demon Grass. Its effects are extraordinary—even a Quasi-Emperor who consumes it can greatly strengthen their Soul Power. The Devil Race's rapid rise in strength over the years is inseparable from this grass. After they captured us, they brought us here to grow it for them!"
Fang Chen looked up at the dense expanse of Dream God Grass. "Senior Heavenly Hand, have you all learned how to grow it?"
"Of course," Heavenly Hand Saint said with an emphatic nod. "Dream God Grass is very difficult for others to cultivate, but not for me!"
Surprised, Fang Chen pointed to the unconscious Demon Emperor Qinglu. "Do you know him?"
Heavenly Hand Saint stared at Demon Emperor Qinglu. Anger flared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth. "Of course I do. He's Demon Emperor Qinglu, the Devil Race's chief Spirit Planter. He built this Medicine Garden and holds an exalted position among the Devil Race.