It was only natural that this group did not believe Jiang Ping An.
The Immortal Medicine was right before their eyes, within reach. Then someone suddenly told them, "You can't touch that Immortal Medicine. It will eat you."
Anyone normal would have doubted it.
Jiang Ping An continued, "Look carefully. Aren't there some scratches on the ground inside the formation?"
Although they did not believe Jiang Ping An, everyone still looked over instinctively.
There really were some scratches on the ground.
"But what does that prove? Isn't it normal for there to be scratches on the ground?" a Cultivator asked.
Jiang Ping An's expression turned grave. "The immortal-grade formation prevents other living beings from entering, yet there are scratches inside. What do you think happened?"
Once he explained it that far, Deng Luan suddenly understood and cried out, "They were left behind by the Immortal Medicine walking around inside!"
Jiang Ping An did not explain further. He said to the Iron Blood Group, "Let's go. Head up to the fourth floor. We cannot stay here. If the formation is opened and the Immortal Medicine gets out, everyone will die."
Deng ShaoXi and the others nodded with solemn expressions and immediately flew toward the fourth floor.
The Cultivators from the other factions looked extremely unpleasant. They already believed Jiang Ping An's words.
"It's actually an Immortal Medicine that gained sentience. That already makes it a spirit, an immortal-grade existence. Even if it cannot use spells, we still can't fight it."
"Damn it, we fought bloody battles for so long and even lost several people for nothing."
"Damn it. A heaven-defying opportunity is right in front of us, yet we can't touch it."
Seeing a peerless Immortal Medicine right before their eyes but being unable to touch it felt as miserable as