Chen Ye didn't look at her again, nor at the "Seed of Silence and Destruction" below the valley, which had completely lost its humanity. He simply turned and walked in the opposite direction from the way they had come.
His steps were light and unhurried.
"Follow me." Chen Ye's voice drifted back, devoid of emotion. "Don't keep the fruit waiting."
Ling Feiyan shuddered. Her instinct to survive overpowered her extreme terror. She bit through her tongue and used the pain to force herself upright, then staggered after him.
Every step felt like treading on the edge of a blade.
She didn't dare look back, yet she could clearly feel the aura of death and madness behind her spreading and swelling, like an ancient ferocious beast awakening and about to drag the entire forest into the abyss.
What exactly was he trying to do?
And what was the real "reward"?
What kind of shocking, evil thing was he trying to grow by using seven lives as fertilizer?
Countless questions churned in her mind, but she didn't dare utter a single one.
Chen Ye didn't take her far.
He merely circled around the valley and stopped before an utterly unremarkable rock face on the other side.
Moss covered the stone. There were no signs of human carving, nor the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Power.
This is it? A sense of absurdity rose in Ling Feiyan's heart.
There was nothing here.
But Chen Ye stopped and gazed at the empty space before him with interest, as if admiring a peerless masterpiece.
He was waiting.
Ling Feiyan followed his gaze. There was nothing but cold rock and damp earth.
Suddenly, a roar filled with unbearable agony and venomous hatred came from the bottom of the valley, piercing through the rock and earth!
It was