"What do you mean?" Fan Linlin froze, then seemed to think of something. Startled and doubtful, she asked, "You suspect the danger doesn't lie in this Poisonous Hydrocarbon Miasma?"
Lu Feng nodded. "The Poisonous Hydrocarbon Miasma's harm can mostly be resisted by ordinary soul masters simply holding their breath. The portion that still seeps in should not have much effect on someone at the Earth Soul Realm."
"What truly drove them mad, even into insanity, was likely the danger lurking beyond this Poisonous Hydrocarbon Miasma."
Fan Linlin was astonished. "You mean this Poisonous Hydrocarbon Miasma might merely be bait laid by whoever set this trap? Its purpose was to make intruders instinctively hold their breath, so the killing move afterward could take effect?"
Lu Feng nodded. "That is possible. When I set formations, I often arrange such deliberately misleading veils to lure enemies deeper in."
"Sinister," Fan Linlin spat softly.
Lu Feng smiled in agreement. "In the way of formations, winning by danger and treachery is commonplace. But the situation before us may be a good thing for us."
Fan Linlin stared at him. "We're trapped outside and can't get in. How is that a good thing?"
"At least what stands before us is not a formation," Lu Feng analyzed. "The people behind this would rather go to great lengths to enhance and transform the forest miasma into Poisonous Hydrocarbon Miasma than directly set up a high-level formation or post human guards. That shows..."
Fan Linlin was startled and picked up his thought. "It shows that group has limited resources and hasn't invested much here?"
Lu Feng nodded. "Or rather, they invested the most into researching the Creation Pill and did not place much importance on defending the base itself. They may even have been prepared to evacuate at any