However, what Jiang Lan and Wei Jin had never expected was that a group of highly skilled martial practitioners was still hiding here.
By the time they realized something was wrong, they had wanted to flee, only to discover that they could no longer escape.
They had wanted to fight their opponents with all their might, but they could not defeat them.
Moreover, it seemed that their enemies had trapped them not to kill them immediately, but to keep them like livestock.
After such a long time, they had already lost nearly half of their people.
One or two people died at fixed intervals every day, yet they could do nothing about it. It was as though they could only wait here for death.
Once the man had finished explaining everything, Jiang Liu released a burst of primordial energy from his hand, and the martial practitioner scattered into fine powder, drifting into the jungle.
Jiang Lan and Wei Jin now both felt as though they were on the verge of being driven mad, yet they seemed utterly helpless.
The reason they had come here in the first place was that they had set their sights on Medicine King Valley.
They had heard that Medicine King Valley seemed to have cultivated a medicinal herb capable of increasing the speed at which primordial energy gathered.
Thus, in order to advance to the Grandmaster Realm, Jiang Lan had deliberately brought people with him and traveled all the way from Qian Province to Li Province.
As a result, after arriving here, they had not even begun making contact with Medicine King Valley before someone else had set their sights on them.
When Jiang Liu appeared before Jiang Lan and Wei Jin, he saw that they were as frantic as ants on a hot griddle,